This is a continuation of "My First Time With an Older Woman". The reader would be wise to read the first part. This part of the story is all fiction. Please feel free to send me feedback and let me know what you think!!
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The next morning Beth and I were rudely awakened by step-mom Cindy. Cindy barged into my room to let me know I had a phone call, however the sight of her best friend naked in my arms was too much for her to handle.
"What in the HELL are ya'll doing?" Cindy shouted.
"Well... we um... " Beth tried to get some words out of her mouth however she couldn't get a word out.
"Beth... Mark... What?... I can't believe this. " Cindy says to herself.
"Cindy, we are both adults, and this was our decision to make as adults. " I said with a shaky voice.
"You mean... you fucked my best friend... in my own house?" The tone in Cindy's voice is less than pleasant.
Beth comes to our defense saying: "It was more than just fucking... it was passionate... it was hot... it was an incredible night that I will never forget"
"Whatever it was, I cant believe that the two of you would do this. " Cindy said.
In a rage Cindy stormed out of the room. Just after she slammed the door, Beth looks at me and says "Don't worry about her, what we had last night was very special. Let me talk to your step-mom, I've known her a lot longer than you have, and I think I know just how to calm her down. "
"Well if you think that is best. " All I could do was pray that Cindy would not tell my dad about what she saw. I don't think he would be that mad, hell he might even be proud.
Later that morning after I took the longest shower in recorded history, I cautiously made my way downstairs trying to avoid my step-mom at all costs. The door to her room was closed, and I could hear the shower running, so I figured I had some before she would emerge from her room.
I thought it would be in my best interest to get out of the house for a few hours, so I quickly gobbled down a bowl of cereal, and made a beeline for the door. I wasn't sure where I was going, but I knew that I wasn't staying there.
I got in my car, and started to drive. I just drove for a few hours, trying to soak in all of the events that happened in the last 24 hours. I figured that what was done is done, and there is no need to worry about what is going to happen in the future because it is out of my control.
When I finally mustered up the courage to return home, Cindy and Beth were laying out by the pool in the back yard. I went into the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water. It was about this time that my step-mom came into the room saying "Why don't you come outside for a minute, the three of us need to talk".
"O. K. "
The two of us made our way outside to join Beth on the deck. We all took seats around the table on the patio.
"Well, Beth and I have talked over our little predicament, and I decided that there is no need to tell your father about this, this is something that we should keep between ourselves. " Cindy said.
"I appreciate you not saying anything to him, but what made you come to that decision?" I asked.
