When Miss Boman and I came back from the tour to the island we met mother in the garden.
"Oh there you are. Good. I started to get a little worried. Is everything all right? Yes, good. Did you have a god time? That creek can be so lovely." Mother looked at us with her inquiringly stare for a long time when we assured her that it had been a fantastic day and that the water was really warm in the shallow creek.
"Oh, it sounds lovely. Miss Boman, let me have your bikini and I will rinse it and put it to dry in the bathroom. Otherwise it might still be wet in the morning," mother said casually.
"Oh no need for that," Miss Boman quickly answered. "I haven't used . . , I mean it's dry . . ." her voice trailed off.
Mother again looked at us inquiringly for quite a while. I couldn't avoid blushing. Miss Boman looked back at her at first but then lowered her gaze.
"Oh, good, it will be all right then," mother said very casually, a content smile slowly spread over her face. "Well, you have just enough time to get ready for dinner. I have planned that we should sit outdoors in this lovely evening. Any objections?"
Of course we had no objections.
Dinner was very pleasant. Both mother and father were in an excellent mode. My father kept telling that he hadn't been able to do all the things he should have. He looked at mother when he said it and she looked back smiling very sweetly. I was of course in a good mode although rather tired and with my feelings in turmoil. Miss Boman had regained her composure and chatted away freely. She loved to talk but she was funny and entertaining. I didn't have to say much and kept thinking of what had happened during the day.
After dinner father got away to fix a few more things. Miss Boman and I helped to clear the table.
"Let me help with the dishes," Miss Boman said to mother.
"But you don't have to, you know. But if you really want to I would like it, then we can gossip some more without Mr. Eriksson listening. I like gossiping over the sink but I so seldom have the chance outside the family," mother said when I hurried away to avoid getting involved.
I stood behind the door though, eavesdropping. Maybe they would say something interesting.
They started with the dishes and for a while only talked about people at the office. Not very interesting. Then suddenly, when I was about to give up, mother said something that caught my attention.
"Miss Boman," she said. "I think I should thank you on behalf of Erik. I think that you have been awfully kind to him this weekend, haven't you?
Miss Boman didn't answer right away. For once she was quiet probably not knowing what to say.
"Well," mother continued after a while, "if I am right, I want you to know that I am truly grateful. Very grateful indeed. I have wished for some time now that something real important would happen to him and my instinct tells me that it has today." She got quiet, waiting for Miss Boman to say something.
"Uh, ah, well, yes I have laid your boy. I thought it had to happen now if it should at all so I made it my duty," Miss Boman said picking up courage as she spoke.
"Oh, thank you, I just knew you had. I really am truly grateful. I have always wished that my boys should get their first experience with an elder, skilful woman. And a woman like you was really much more than I possible could have hoped for. You are just gorgeous and very, very experienced I am sure."
There was silence for a while and then both started to giggle. The giggling increased and was soon followed by heartily laughter that went into sobbing.
"Oh my goodness, that was nice. I haven't laughed so much in months. Not that it's anything to laugh at really, it's serious business, isn't it, I mean to be the first in a young man's life? But now you must tell me how it all went. Tell me everything, please." It was of course mother who first regained her composure.
"Well, I don't know, well . . . it's so private and a third party is involved," Miss Boman said, still panting hard.
"Oh come on. I am Erik's mother. I am entitled to know. I should know everything about my son to be able to give him my best support, don't you agree?"
"Oh, well, yes perhaps you should, but I don't know," Miss Boman said hesitantly. . . . "But what the heck, there is nothing intimidating to tell, not for him anyway. What do you want to know?"
"Oh, everything will do. Did he behave himself? Was he able? Was he of any pleasure to you? What did you do? I want to know the lot."
"Oh, don't worry. He behaved very well, very well indeed. And yes, he was most pleasurable to me as well."
"Oh my goodness, that sounds fantastic. But tell me all will you, from the beginning."
"Well yes, I started to tease him already yesterday morning. When he came to the lake before lunch I was naked and let him have a glimpse of me in the nude before I rolled over and let him have a good look of my breasts and naked ass. He liked it I can tell. Flashed my tits at him in my tiny bikini bra then, didn't I, to see that he was ripe. And he was, no doubt at all. His eyes nearly popped out. And then I dropped my bra. I let him look at me as much as he wanted and even touch my breasts. I showed him how I liked to be fondled and he instantly picked up the knowledge. Gave me an orgasm, didn't he."
"Oh yes, I noticed already at lunch that something was happening," mother said. "Then what?"
"In the afternoon I let go of my bra as soon as you left us. You surely have given me plenty of opportunities. Well, then I let him go heavier on me. I invited him to fondle my breasts and kiss them. He did it very well, got me off again really. Of course he got hard and I had him straddle me and jacked him off. He came over my tits very nicely. I scooped up some of his come and tasted it and complimented him for it.