{'I use brackets like this to represent silent thoughts'}
"Mom, please don't argue, it's our family tradition, it's all Janelle and I have known for a Valentine's vacation. We want it to continue as a family tradition."
"I fear the memories, Kirsten." Mom's voice wasn't normal, I think she's crying.
"Mom, the chalet memories are all good ones, you've nothing to fear. Memories are all that we have of dad now, you've grieved nearly a year, we don't want to stop the tradition, we want to make more good memories. Mom please; it's time to move ahead."
"I don't know Kirsten, everything's changed."
"Mom, stop thinking like that, yes, life changes ... Randy changed things when he joined the family and soon Janelle will have her partner. When that happens, we want you to share these new memories with us. Mom you and dad had 25 wonderful years; Mom, look at yourself in the mirror, you're a very desirable woman, attractive and you're only 46, you likely have another 30 years or more. Don't give up, what did dad tell you to do? Dad told you he wanted you to start over. Mom please, you need to join us on this ski trip. Do it for us, please."
"Kirsten, let me think about it, I'll call you back."
"Ok, mom, bye."
Valentine's Day for our family had always been celebrated at the ski chalet.
Mom and dad met there, the next year Dad proposed on Feb. 14th in front of the fireplace, getting down on one knee on the bearskin rug. Of course, the following year in the lobby, they got married in front of the same stone fireplace.
It became a Valentine's week-long ski tradition; once Janelle and Kirsten were of age to ski, they spent the week skiing as a family.
Dave died in March; now after 25 years, Elaine's unsure if she wants to go this year; she figures just Randy and Kirsten should go, being the only couple.
Elaine put a great deal of thought into what her eldest daughter Kirsten expressed.
Elaine was in her bedroom, gazing into the dressing mirror giving herself a self-evaluation.
{Maybe Kirsten is right, I am still in good health, fit, attractive, maybe I could find love again. It is what Dave wanted for me, to move on and enjoy life; he was adamant he wanted me to find love again.}
Pondering her decision with a cup of tea Elaine called Kirsten, "Ok, I'll go skiing, but I don't want to drive up there alone."
"That's fine mom, Randy and I will pick you up, thank you. Bye, we Love you."
"Love you too, Kirsten, give Randy a hug for me."
Elaine packs her hard suitcase for the week with a renewed outlook on life.
It was a pleasant drive to the lodge, they arrived at the picturesque log Ski chalet shortly after 4pm. Elaine was anxious as she took her suitcase up the steps toward the entrance, a flood of former memories, as she entered the chalet.
Standing at the registration desk she teared up as she envisioned Dave waiting for her in front of the stone fireplace, looking so dashing in his wedding suit as she did the wedding march towards him. The joy she felt all those years ago filled her heart now.
Elaine felt the tears trickling down her cheeks, and sniffled as she wiped them with her sleeve.
Kirsten noticed the tears as she held out her mom's room key. Kirsten embraced her mom and whispered. "I know you must feel sad, but those tears are because of happy memories, aren't they?"
Kirsten was absolutely right, Elaine's heart was sad, but it was the happiest day of her life that caused these tears.
Kirsten kissed mom's cheek rubbed her back and softly whispered, "Randy will put your bags in your room. Let's get a tea and something to eat."
"No Kirsten, I'd like to be alone for a while, thank-you I'll be fine, and I don't want anything to eat."
Elaine took the key, dragging her rolling suitcase across the lobby, she stopped and once more stood gazing at the fireplace for several moments before turning and she went directly to her and Janelle's room, Janelle her youngest daughter was expected to arrive very late tonight or early tomorrow morning.
Kirsten and Randy went to the restaurant, drank a bottle of Chablis with their large all dressed pizza.
Kirsten checked on her mom before going to her room; "Mom, are you alright?"
"Yes Kirsten, I'll be ok, I need this time alone with my thoughts and memories of the past; I'm gonna retire soon. I have every intention of keeping the good memories; then tomorrow I'm depositing those wonderful memories into my memory bank available to withdraw whenever I choose. Then as you suggested I'll start anew tomorrow." Elaine curled her lips into a smile, held out her arms inviting Kirsten for a hug. "Who made you so smart, you were right, the tears are from happy memories, and Dad did want me to live life, and that's what I intend to do."
"You made me so smart mom, you and Dad." Kirsten gulped; she too was teary eyed now as she hugged her mom tightly.
"Absolutely every memory I have here is a happy one." Kirsten kisses her mom's cheek "I Love you."
"Love you too dear, have a good night."
Kirsten returned to Randy.
Kirsten's fingers are twirling a small amount of Randy's chest hair, her head nestled in his arm juncture, she looks across Randy's chest, the digital display shows 11:17 ... she smiles, kisses his nipple; when Randy carried her to bed, the illuminated blue numerals were 8:08.
"Three hours of passionate lovemaking; I guess we're still in our honeymoon phase!" Kirsten rolls on her side kissing Randy intimately.
"I think we always will be." Randy embraces her kissing her passionately slipping his tongue past her lips for a lingering tongue waltz.
Contentedly Kirsten flops onto her back, "EEyyaaa!" a loud squeal, she twists, reaches under, it's the wet dildo Randy used to stimulate her g spot during his anal assault, the recent finale of their 3-hour lovemaking session that culminated in giving her a magnificent DP orgasm.
Kirsten gives him a quick peck on the lips ... "Gotta pee," she jumps off the bed and trots to the bathroom, jism dribbles down her inner thigh, she calls to Randy, "You filled me, I'm leaking."
When Kirsten returns, Randy's naked back is to her, he's cleaning the sex toy. Several items are scattered beside him; Kirsten has a quick flashback to when and how they were recently used. The long slender vibe that teased both orifices during foreplay, recalling the tight pinch of nipple clamps and the stimulation from the string of anal beads, both as they were gently inserted, then erotically popped out during her first climax combined with his cunninglingus expertise.
The 7" dildo a precise penis replica in her pussy stimulating her g spot added to his anal skill was her best orgasm. Kirsten's instantly horny again, she jumps on the bed her legs on either side of Randy, she grinds her vulva against his hip "are we done?" she leans to nibble his neck, her fingers roam to encompass his sticky, limp shaft.
"Not if you want more, you sexy wench?" Randy's arm swipes away the toys and he tugs her on top of him as he rolls onto his back. "I thought we might get something to eat."
"Precisely what I was thinking" Kirsten flips around, swinging her right leg over his chest, planting her knee by his arm hovering her pussy above his face.
"See anything you'd like?" Wagging her bottom, "I know what I want." Kirsten grasps his phallus with her right fingers and sucks the entire soft muscle into her mouth.
Randy's hands grab onto Kirsten's glutes tugging her lower to his mouth.
They soon have simultaneous orgasms.
Kirsten fell asleep in Randy's loving spooning embrace.
Kirsten's eyes open they're still spooning, gauging by Randy's breathing he's still sleeping, she feels so loved, secure wrapped in his arms. Kirsten feels his member cradled between her butt cheeks. Kirsten clenches her buttock's daydreaming about Randy's morning wood being the absolute best; well Kirsten's favorite way to start any day, always altruistic; Randy's great stamina, often leaving 2 deposits, Kirsten generally has multiples.
Saturdays at home the entire day is intimate, their priority is passionately pleasuring each other sexually, they order food in and generally stay naked the entire day; but they aren't at home, they are at the chalet for Valentine's Day.
Kirsten realizes today is for family skiing and twists to wake her husband.
"Mornin' babe," Kirsten puts her hand behind his neck, gives him an intimate kiss reeling slightly as her aged pungent pussy juice is no longer sweet smelling or tasting combined to make his morning breath abhorrible.
The phone rings, it's Janelle; "Get out of bed you lovebirds, mom and I are headed to the restaurant for brunch, then hitting the slopes, we want you to join us, save your all day fucking for when you're at home, it's family ski time now."
"Ok, we'll be down soon." Kirsten replies, "Shower babe, it's lunch then skiing time."
Elaine has a totally different attitude from yesterday.
After lunch they gather their gear and head to the lifts.
Randy and Kirsten are first off and wait at the top, they all leave together.
Janelle joins Randy and Kirsten at the bottom as they undo their bindings, but no mom.
A few minutes pass, "something's not right," Randy says, "I'll go back up, but you both wait here for her."
A 1/2 hour later, Randy and the rescue team arrive to the bottom with mom in a basket, they take her to Dr. McNabb in a medical room at the rear of the chalet.
Waiting outside the examination room for another anxious hour; mom leads the Dr, out navigating a pair of crutches and a huge boot on her foot.
