In Ch.1: I started dating Amelia, a model-like, beautiful 25-year-old girl. Eventually, I met her mother, Sophia, who was never married and was more voluptuous but rather shy. My relationship with Amelia was perfect until the day she suffered a devastating car accident, forcing her to stay in the hospital for several months. Amelia asked me to help her mother cope with her loneliness. The sudden deprivation of sexual activity with the daughter, and closeness to the mother, triggered my arousal. Sophia also seemed to find me attractive and asked her daughter how to deal with the new situation. Amelia suggested that her mother go with it...
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I softly asked, "Dear Sophia, do I understand correctly what you just said?"
She whispered, "Yes..."
"May I kiss you, please?"
She did not reply, and her face reddened.
I approached her slowly, noticing her breathing increased. I lifted her chin gently, looked into her eyes, and said, "Sophia, I love Amelia, and the last thing I want is to hurt her. But you and I have needs that we can solve together. When your daughter's health improves, we'll discuss the future like 3 adults."
She mumbled, "In theory, your idea sounds good and, in the short-term, tempting, but I am concerned about the long-term consequences."
I hugged her, "Dear lady, lately, my feelings toward you are no less than toward your daughter. When it happened, it surprised me because the 2 of you look very different, and your characters are so unlike. In my heart, I began looking at us as a close-knit family of 3 adults. Who knows, perhaps God's way of telling us to go ahead with it was by letting Amelia's accident occur."
She whispered, "I believe in a good god. I can't comprehend why punish Amelia."
"Honey, on occasions, I do not understand his work, but Amelia's condition is a reality. I see that you are very conflicted, so I won't be pushy. Unless you object, I'll stay at your house for a couple more days and then return to my house. In the meantime, I won't force you to go out with me, so everything will be completely up to you."
Subsequently, I kissed her forehead and went to 'my' room.
In the following week, I worked 8 hours a day and returned to meet Sophia around 4:30 pm. Except for 2 evening shifts, she was home each of these evenings. We visited her daughter in the hospital for an hour and ate dinner together, but our chat sounded fake and was solely about Amelia. Our walk in the house was limited: from the bedroom to the kitchen, bathroom, or living room. We eyed each other frequently and pretended to smile, but the tension was hard to bear.
Once, after a shower, I saw Sophia coming out of the bathroom in a robe that revealed more than usual at the top. My pecker jolted up like a gun ready to be used. Sophia noticed my reaction and stopped in her tracks. Rather than covering her barely covered breasts, she stared at me pleadingly. At the time, I wasn't sure what she meant, but later, when I was in bed, it occurred to me she couldn't make herself ask me to touch her. Her combined shyness and submissiveness would only let her accept MY decision...
On my last evening at the house, we were unusually quiet. Much of the time Sophia watched silently my eyes. My brain already accepted that I'd move back to my house the next day. At 8 pm, Sophia said softly she was going to shower. I didn't think much of it and watched TV.
Ten minutes later, I noticed the shower water sounded much noisier than usual. I walked toward the bathroom and found it wide open! Sophia was naked behind the transparent glass separation, facing my direction with her eyes closed. Her hands soaped lightly her enormous tits. I stood there, watching the erotic sight, unable to move.
After what felt like hours, although it may have been only 5 minutes, she opened her eyes, looked at my face, and continued a gentle rubbing of her boobs.
It was all I could take. I undressed by the door and slowly moved into the tub behind her. Neither of us said a word. I grabbed the soap from her tiny hands and lightly caressed her smooth back with my soapy palms.
She sighed and whispered, "At last..."
As I continued feeling her shiny, flawless skin, my cock was pointing at the ceiling. I felt her ass cheeks push backward, and my rod nestled in her crack. My hands moved gingerly sideway and forward, touching lightly her side boobs. She trembled and then lifted her hands to hug my neck. My hands continued trailing forward until I cupped her massive mammaries. They may have been 'only' D-cups, but on her slim frame, they looked much more impressive than on an average, 5'6", 145 pounds woman.
Her tits were soft to the touch, yet stood high on her chest, defying gravity. I was behind her, feeling 2 of god's marvelous creations as my prick demanded attention.
Next, I turned Sophia around and kissed her full lips. She gasped.
I kissed her again, gently forcing her lips open. My tongue penetrated her hot mouth and intertwined with hers in a slow dance. Her pulse shot up, and her body crushed mine. I held her in my hands for a long time, waiting for her respiration and heart rate to diminish. Once I felt her relax slightly, I whispered, "Honey, let me dry you, and we'll go to your bed." She did not talk, but her kiss was the sign of approval I was looking for.
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As we got out of the shower, I noticed Sophia's walk was unstable. I lifted her body in my arms and carried her to bed. All throughout that time, her eyes were shut. I lay her carefully on her back, moved by her side, and hugged her, whispering, "I dreamt about being in bed with you for too long. I love to smell you, appreciate your heavenly body, and touch you."
She murmured, "Please be patient with me. I want you very much, but I haven't had sex in 20 years. I am not sure if my organs are still capable of reacting, or I remember what to do..."
I kissed her lips lightly and calmed her down, "Sophia, you do not have to do anything that does not come to you naturally. I'll take my time. I want you to know that my ONLY GOAL is YOUR pleasure. As long as I achieve that, I'll be happy even if I do not climax."
She had a little smile and opened her eyes, "I know you are a good man and would try to please me. However, I do not want to be the only one to enjoy. Please, tell me what you wish me to do..."
I grinned, "Lie the way you are, and let me admire your body first. Later, just be you and do what you feel like."
I kissed her luscious lips once more and then descended to her neck. As my lips touched the side of her neck, she shivered mildly and whispered, "Sorry, you touched a sensitive area."
I raised my head and said, "Nice to know. Next time, when I wish to seduce you, I'll remember that."