CHAPTER SEVEN - A GENTLE SOUL INDEED
The next day, per her usual routine, Jane woke up early and was a bit randy. She wanted to go to her son first thing, but she ended up finding him in bed with his sister. They were both clothed, which told her that Mary was asleep when her brother came to her, and he was too tired to bother waking her to satisfy his desires. She knew his increased horniness would help overcome his natural shyness when it came down to it.
She went to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone and thought about what was going to happen that day and how her son would approach her. She didn't want to wait for her daughter to get home from work but respected her daughter's wish to be present when it all went down.
Mary was the first to come out. She was already dressed for work and was ready to eat and go.
"How are ya feelin' about today, Mom?" Mary asked as she stacked her plate.
"Just as nervous as I was last night."
"Did you figure out if you were nervous about having another lover after all this time or if it's because it was Jacob?"
"It's a mixture of both," her mother stated plainly. "When will you be home?"
"In a hurry to get started?"
"Excited to see what this could be, really. I haven't been with anyone since well before I met your father and this all makes me feel young again. I'm excited and nervous all at the same time!"
"You certainly have more life experience than both of us combined and it's cool to know that those feelings never leave you. I know I have so much to learn but it's good to know that all these emotions and feelings Jacob and I are feeling in our youth won't leave us. Fuck! I love having these conversations. I'd much rather be here with you guys than going to work, but I do have to go."
"Okay, baby girl. Come home right away, I very much want to see what happens."
"So do I!" Mary replied with a smile.
She kissed her mother on the cheek and quickly left the house. Jane's mind went into overtime thinking about all the things that could take place. She kept in mind what her daughter said about her son. She had to put aside all her developed preferences and kinks and let him lead the way.
Mark was the next one to arrive in the kitchen. He went straight for his morning coffee per
his
normal morning routine.
"Mornin', babe," she said, fixing him a plate of food.
"Morning! How are you feeling about today?" he asked.
"I'm conflicted, actually. I've developed a taste for what I like since we've been a couple and I have to change that up a little today, I think. It feels new, ya know?"
"Yeah," he told her, "Mary has my style about her. I think she held out a little and has a dirty side about her that she's not yet explored. I'm interested to see how Fabio romances you."
Jane laughed at her husband's reference.
"He's not Fabio! He's a caring gentleman. I'm so very curious about how he'll approach me. That's only my
first
thought! I keep imagining his hands on me in a new way. I can't get over how that's going to feel."
Mark explained how he admittedly doesn't know about that since he was the one laying hands on their daughter.
"Mary is a sexual being. She has so much to develop. At this point, she could be into BDSM or any other kind of major kink. I'm interested to hear your report on our son and what he's into, if anything outside the vanilla world."
"Mary made it sound like he's completely devoid of kinks, which I find to be a little weird," his wife said.
"Yeah, her description of him almost made me wonder if he was actually gay and was fucking her to cover it up."
"I got that vibe, too, but I very much doubt that was the case based on her description of their first few mutual masturbation sessions."
Mark went to reply to his wife when his son shuffled into the kitchen.
"This smells great," he said, "I didn't have dinner last night and I'm starving."
I've got a wet pussy you could eat,
Jane thought as she stared at him.
"Take whatever you want. Your sister already went to work, and we both have what we're going to have."
Jacob scooped the remaining food onto a plate and sat down at the table with his parents.
"I'd like to talk to Dad alone this morning," he said.
Jane and Mark looked at each other. Jane nodded to her husband almost imperceptibly.
"If you want to talk about having sex with your mother, it's okay. We can talk about it here with just us three."
"Oh," he mumbled.
"Is that not what you're after today?" his father asked.
Jacob shrugged shyly.
Jane saw her son struggle with the subject and place her hand over his.
"You know your father and sister did the deed last night, right?"
Jacob nodded.
"So, what are you being shy about? She told us what your intentions were today and we're all onboard. We just want to make sure you're comfortable," his mother said.
"Yeah, I am," he said shyly.
Jane understood everything her daughter conveyed about her son. She saw all his shyness and reluctance to initiate and began working on how to conquer it all.
"Your sister wanted to be here when it all started. Do you want that?" Jane asked.
"She wanted to watch?" Jacob asked.
Jane nodded and said, "I think it's less an expression of her voyeuristic side than it is that she cares about you and wants to make sure you're comfortable."
"I mean, I don't care if she does, but I don't think it's necessary. It might even be a bad idea."
Jane and Mark looked at each other with slight confusion then back at their son.
"Why would it be a bad idea," his father asked.
Jacob took a few bites of his breakfast and looked at his father.
"Mary seems to be a vanilla personality. She loves sex but seems to only tolerate my mild adventurous ways. I think she would prefer a gentler lover."
Mark and Jane's facial expressions shifted to full on confusion. Jacob observed them both and wondered what was happening.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing at all," his mother said, placing her hand on her husband's leg and squeezing at the same time.
