My name's Liz and I'm a thirty five year old divorcee. I've been divorced for three years and have a daughter Jessica (Jess to her friends) who is nineteen. Jess and I are very close and my ex-husband is not her biological father. I had Jess when I was sixteen, she doesn't know her real father and doesn't want to. She was thirteen when I met and subsequently married Brian my ex. It only lasted three years, and so since she was sixteen it's been just the two of us and we have been more like sisters than mum and daughter. We are very open with each other and always talk about things. A year ago Jess moved away, going off to university, but still comes home fairly regularly, especially at holiday time.
It was a Friday, about three weeks ago, and I was expecting Jess home for the week-end and she was bringing a male friend with her. His name was Rob, I knew he was a good bit older than Jess but like me she'd always had a thing about older men, although younger ones can be fun too. It wasn't anything serious as they'd only met about three weeks previously. It wasn't as if she was bringing someone home 'to meet mummy' in fact they were coming to watch a rugby match on the Saturday between their team and our local team. Jess had met Rob at the rugby club.
Jess and Rob arrived at about half-past four. She let herself in with her key "Hi mum, I'm home!" I heard her shout from the hallway.
"Hi baby! I'm in the lounge!" I shouted back. The door opened and Jess came in, she came over and gave me a big hug, as she always did.
"Mum this is Rob," she said. I looked up and my heart nearly missed a beat and I had a sudden shock as I recognised him. I'd been away on a residential marketing seminar about six months ago and I'd had an intimate liaison with a fellow delegate, it was Rob.
I had a lump in my throat as I put out my hand to shake his. "Hi Rob," I said nervously only just managing to get the words out.
"Hi Mrs Hayes," he replied. I could see, by his eyes, that he'd recognised me.
"Call me Liz," I informed him. I didn't need to tell him as it was the name he already knew me by. My mind was racing and I didn't know what to do or say, I was really flummoxed. We continued with small talk as they emptied the car before having a coffee. Jess suggested we go out for a curry that night before they both went up to their room to unpack.
I was having all sorts of thoughts especially with the two of them upstairs in the bedroom. I was also reflecting back on my time with Rob. I'd certainly enjoyed having him and as a younger guy (by six years) he'd acquitted himself well. He was handsomely endowed, in both length and girth, and the thought of my baby experiencing that sent a shiver of uneasiness tinged with a little envy through me. At least I had the knowledge that she would be well serviced.
I didn't see them again until we'd all been showered and were ready to go out. We had a lovely meal and the conversation was quite relaxed, or as relaxed as I could be in the circumstances. When we came back home we had a couple of drinks before Jess and Rob took themselves off to bed and I followed to my room a little while later. I didn't have a settled night as I was still in two minds what to do. I'd always been honest with Jess and never kept 'secrets' from her. I'd been frank with her about my reasons for divorcing Brian. I'd found out that he was screwing his secretary as well as Pauline the mother of one of Jess's school friends. I was now in a dilemma, keep a secret from her or tell her about me and Rob. I eventually went to sleep having decided that I would tell her, even if it risked their relationship.
When I got up in the morning, a little later than usual, there was a note for me from Jess saying that she'd gone round to see her Nan and would be back later, she'd left Rob in bed. I suddenly decided that this would be an opportunity to talk to Rob on his own as there hadn't been a chance to speak to either of them alone. I went back upstairs and knocked on Jess's bedroom door. "Yes," I heard Ben reply.
"Is it O.K. to come in?" I questioned.
"Of course," he answered. I tentatively turned the handle and pushed the door open. Rob was lying on his back in bed, the top half of his torso exposed. "Well hello Liz, I didn't think we'd be meeting again, certainly not like this anyway," he said greeting me.
"Neither did I. It was a real shock when I saw you."
"And for me," he said in agreement. There was a pregnant pause. "I never imagined I'd be taking care of a young lady having already had the pleasure of her mother," he said breaking into the quiet and giving a little chuckle.
"Touché!" I responded feeling a little more relaxed. "And you and Jess you're err...?"
"Yes I am doing her, if that's what you're asking."
"It is ........ and you've given a blunt answer."
"I didn't mean it to sound as crude as that. It's the situation."
"I understand, its awkward for both of us."
"I'm going to be honest with you. I like being with her, and just like her mum she's a horny little one."
"Is she now?"
"Definitely! .............. but she's not as good as her mum."
I looked quizzically at him. "How do you come to that conclusion?" I questioned.
"You only have to look at two full rubbers in the bin to understand why," he answered.
I understood immediately, unlike her mum, Jess didn't take sperm. "And I thought I'd brought her up to be a 'good girl'," I continued light heartedly.
"Are you going to join me?" he suddenly asked out of the blue, catching me off guard.
"You probably won't be up to it," I said jokingly. He looked at me rather astonished. "Given what's in the bin," I added trying to justify my comment.
"I see .................. but they were last night, before we went out and after we'd returned," he explained.
"But I can't," I told him.
"You can ........... all you need do is strip out of your clothes and slide in next to me."
"But it's Jess."
"Don't worry ........ I know it's a little while yet before she'll be back."
"It's not that," I told him.
"What is it then? .......... this isn't the 'Randy Liz' I met before."
"I know....... It's not that I don't want to, there's nothing more I'd enjoy right now ...... It's I can't. The situations different........ Jess is involved now and I've already decided to tell her about me and you. You see we don't have secrets and I'm not about to start. I came to tell you my intentions first," I said explaining my position.
"I can't say I'm not disappointed, but I thank you for your honesty .............. It would have been nice to play with you again but I think Jess should know. ......... I'd like to be there when you tell her, if that's O.K. with you" he said, rather surprising me by his positive attitude.
"Thank you for understanding," I told him as I approached the bed. "I'd like you to be there when I tell her," I continued. I bent forward, gave him a quick peck on the lips, before turning and leaving the room. I was now more convinced that Jess should know the truth but at the same time very anxious not knowing what her reaction would be.
A little while later I heard Rob getting up and getting showered before he came down stairs. I made him a coffee and we chatted a little awkwardly, but nothing sexual, before he went out for a walk and to fetch a newspaper.
After his return he sat in the lounge reading and I was busy in the kitchen. Eventually Jess arrived back from her Nan's and went into the lounge with Rob they then both joined me in the kitchen for a drink. She was telling us all about what she'd been telling her Nan. There was a slight lull in the conversation and I decided to seize the opportunity to divulge everything to Jess. I took a deep breath before starting.
"Jess I've got something I need to tell you," I started. There was no going back now even though I could see a worried look on my daughters face. "There's no easy way to tell you this," I continued. "You know that marketing seminar I went on in Newcastle."
"Yes," Jess responded quizzically.
"And you know I had a good time."
