No one under the age of 18 is engaged in any sort of sexual activity in this work of fiction. It is neither implied, inferred, suggested, nor endorsed by this author.
It had been a lot of years since the state troopers had come to my door and told me of the accident that took my husband Ray's life. I was devastated and my world was shattered. Uncle Ricky hired a lawyer to investigate the accident and had discovered that Ray died of blunt force trauma as a result of a head on collision. The other driver was driving a dump truck and had crossed the center line and collided with Ray. I sued the trucking company and the other driver (he survived) and was compensated handsomely. Although the monetary award didn't bring Ray back, it did ensure the financial future of me and our daughter, Bethany.
Fast forward to present day. Bethany was now 22. She and I had decided to leave Texas the summer before her freshman year in high school and we moved to Charlotte, North Carolina. We found a very nice house in the trendy part of Charlotte known as NoDa (North Davidson). It had some really nice shops and restaurants and was close to everything we wanted to see, do, or eat. Our one story house had two bedrooms, one on each end of the house, and was the perfect size for the two of us.
After high school, Bethany majored in Communications in college. After college, she found a job working at a radio station in Charlotte as part of their marketing, promotions, and events team. She loved it. She worked long hours, four days a week, and always had three days off so we had plenty of time to spend together. I still worked for the same company I started with in Texas and was able to transfer to the branch in Charlotte. I was also afforded the luxury of working from home three days a week with only having to go into the office and work Mondays and every other Friday. Our company really cared about work-life balance so we were allowed to be off every other Friday.
A few months later, on a Friday, I had gotten off work early and wanted to surprise Bethany by taking her out to dinner. I knew she was off because she had told me the night before she wanted to get some rest on Friday since she had experienced a stressful week. It was around 1 PM and I got home and I parked in the garage next to Bethany's Jeep and let myself in the house. I hung my keys and purse on one of the hooks in the mud room and went down the hall to let Bethany know I was home. I didn't see her in the den as I passed through so I assumed she was in her bedroom.
As I got to her room, I saw that her door was open and the sight before me caught me quite by surprise. Bethany was nude, laying on her right side and her legs were slightly apart. I noticed that she had a pink jewel butt plug in her ass and next to her stomach were two dildos. One appeared to be around six inches and thin and flesh colored. The other was a little darker, around eight or nine inches, with more girth. I also noticed there were secretions so I assumed she had used them and passed out from the pleasure she had given herself. Noticing the still wet stains on the sheets told me that she hadn't been asleep too long. I could tell she was in a deep slumber because she was breathing deeply as she napped.
I noticed that there was a little bit of excitement in my lower regions because I felt like I was wet from seeing my beautiful daughter laying in bed like that. Deciding that I would rub one out in the shower later, I decided to go to the kitchen and start on dinner. About 90 minutes later, dinner was done and I saw Bethany make her way into the kitchen. She had on a long tee shirt that went down just below her butt and I could tell she was braless as evidenced by her hard nipples. I initiated the conversation -
"Hey baby girl!"
"Hey Mom"
"How was your nap?"
"It was good."
"I could tell. You were breathing quite heavily when I got home from work. I didn't want to disturb you so I left you alone."
"Wait. You uh...............you saw me sleeping?"
"Yeah."
"So you saaaawwwwwwww?"
"Yeah."
"Oh Lord. This is embarra...........You saw meeeeeeeeee and the......the..........and the?" (referring to her nudity and the two dildos) She cradled her face in her hands hiding it from me.
"Yeah."
Her face was a bright shade of red.
"Honey, it's ok. So what if you have sex toys and you enjoy some 'me time'?"
"Yeah Mom, but you saw my toys and did you see my uh........" (butt plug)
"Yep. Saw that too." I giggled.
"I am soooooooo embarrassed." She stared out the window avoiding eye contact with me.
"Don't be. When you have an urge or an itch to scratch, take care of it. Lord knows I do. I have toys and a plug and I LOVE my 'me time'. I love to masturbate and I am NOT ashamed to admit it."
"Well, if you say so. I didn't know my orgasms were going to send me into such a state of slumber. Otherwise, I would have cleaned them up and put them up before you got home. I also didn't know you were coming home early today."
"Well, my darling Bethany, your momma right here has masturbated herself into exhaustion and sleep on numerous occasions and that won't ever stop. I'm a very sexual person and I love making myself cum. And you should too. Don't ever be ashamed of giving yourself pleasure."
"Thanks for being so open with me Mom. It means a lot to me."
"You're welcome my sweet girl. I'm gonna grab a shower before we eat dinner. Hey, why don't you wear something pretty and let's make this a candle lit mom-daughter date dinner?"
"Sounds nice. See ya in an hour?"
"Sure thing Bethany."
I knew exactly what I wanted to wear and I also knew exactly how I wanted the evening to go. After I showered, I selected a cream colored satin slip dress that came down to mid thigh. It showed a lot of cleavage. I also matched it with some cream colored heels, a nice tan necklace, and some diamond stud earrings. I chose to wear my hair up in a French roll style. I chose to forego panties and bra. I wanted to be nude under the slip dress. I applied a dab of perfume behind my ears, in my cleavage, and on my inner legs right next to my knees. I capped off my outfit with my carefully inserted purple jewel butt plug. With just a little makeup and a little matte red lipstick, I felt sexier than I have felt in a long time. One thing I knew for certain was that my pussy was very wet.
An hour had passed and I lit the candles at the dining room table. My place setting was at the head of the table and I put Bethany's place setting next to me on the right side of the table. I warmed our food up and poured two glasses of red wine. As I put our plates in their proper places on the dining room table, Bethany walked in and my jaw hit the floor.
Bethany had chosen a satin slip dress, hunter green in color, with matching heels, necklace, and earrings. Her soft brown eyes and her long brown hair had cast a spell on me and all I wanted in that moment was to kiss her, to devour her, and to make love to her. I wanted her BADLY!!!!!!
We sat down to eat and spent the next hour talking about our lives, work, and how much things had changed over the years.
"Mom, do you miss Dad?"
"Yes, all the time."
"Why haven't you remarried?"
"My focus in life has been YOU."
"But I'm an adult. Don't you want a man to.........?"
"To what? Have sex with?"
"Well yeah."
"OK, so confession time. About two years after your Dad died, I had developed friendships with two men and we became friends with benefits. It was sex and nothing more. One of the guys was married. The other was single. The married guy broke things off after about three months. The single guy wanted more. I wasn't ready. So he dumped me. Hence, my toy collection to please myself."
"Well, don't you crave more than just toys?"
"Sometimes but I don't want to go down that path right now. I just want to enjoy life. If a man captures my fancy, I will let you know. Right now, I'm just not interested."
"What if a woman wants to be intimate with you?"
"I wouldn't be opposed."
"No?"
"Not at all."
"Have you ever? I mean with a woman? Have you and a woman ever? You know?"
"Have I had sex with a woman? Yes I have and it was AMAZING?"
Smiling and giggling she looked at me. "Do tell?"
"I don't know if you want to hear this Bethany."
"Mom, we've jumped head first into the rabbit hole. I want to know."