Elena's Smile Haunted Me

In the previous chapters: During our high school finals ceremony, I saw from a distance my high school teammate, Brenda, who tried to seduce me before. Near her sat an older woman who had a very attractive smile. Assuming it was her mother, I contacted Brenda and started dating her with the insane hope of one day getting her mother. They invited me to their home, and I formed a good relationship with the mother, Elena, too. One day, Brenda fell and had complicated fractures in her leg. She had surgery and needed to stay in the hospital for several weeks. Brenda asked me to stay in touch with her mother, who was mostly alone since her father spent more time in Japan than at home. One day, Elena confided in me, saying her husband had a mistress in Japan and even fathered a child there. She was stuck in limbo because he was their breadwinner. I consoled her, and eventually, we ended up in bed together. In the days that followed, we bonded further, both emotionally and physically. The only cloud over our heads was how to explain to Brenda that we cheated on her.

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In the next 2 mornings, Elena and I visited Brenda and followed her rehabilitation process. On both days, after seeing Brenda in the hospital, her mother and I continued strengthening our relationship. We bought Elena new, more appropriate clothes and then went to a Maroon 5 concert. We strolled downtown hand in hand and were very happy together. Sex evolved as well: We couldn't take our hands from each other and fucked twice a day. Elena even rated our 4 different sexual encounters. She liked missionary, laughed at our session on the washing machine, was fond of doggy-style, and loved cowgirl. She also said that if I promised to 'take it easy,' she was curious and willing to try titfucking and even anal.

I was in love. It was so much unlike me: In the past, I was only looking for a girl I could have a good time with. Yet I cherished every moment I was with Elena; chatting, showering, sleeping, and having sex. Elena changed, too. Before, her only constant company was Brenda, and for the rest of her time, she was mostly home alone. Sex - Nada for years. And now, she blossomed into a happy, cheerful lady, and craving sexual activity whenever we had an opportunity. In retrospect, the sex part I should have expected: Women's peak libido is believed to occur around the age of 40...

The only issue that clouded our perfect relationship was 'what' and 'how' to talk to Brenda about it. Realizing time was running out, I volunteered to take the blame and, if needed, suffer the brunt of the consequences,

On the 3rd morning, Elena flew to see her parents in Virginia, and I visited Brenda without her. Brenda was smiley, as usual lately, since hearing her discharge would be feasible soon. I knew the doctor's visit would occur about 40 minutes later and told Brenda I had to discuss a serious subject with her.

I asked, "Do you love your mother?"

"Of course. What a silly question."

"How MUCH do you love her?"

"Hunter, what's wrong? I am willing to die for her and will continue loving her even if she kills another person."

"I love her the same..."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I fell in love with your Mom."

"You mean you feel toward her the same way as toward me?"

"...yes..."

She grinned, "That's funny. What are you planning to do about it."

"Unfortunately, by mistake, I already did the unthinkable."

"Hunter, please, tell me what is going on."

"Three days ago, after dinner, I convinced your Mom to go to a bar. We had a good time, danced, and drank too much. I could barely drive home and was lucky I wasn't caught by the police. When we arrived home, I remember Elena smiling, saying she was going to undress and go to sleep. I went to the bathroom, finished there, and went to bed. The rest I could not recall.

I woke up naked in your Mom's bed, spooning with her, having a woodie. I lifted the blanket and realized she was naked as well. My head was spinning, feeling the classic signs of a hangover. As I was standing in the nude by the bed, your Mom turned to me, opened her eyes, and inspected my body.

She asked in a sleepy voice, 'Hunter, your body looks great, but what are you doing naked in my room?'

I replied, 'I found myself in my birthday suit, hugging your naked body.'

She looked at herself and saw she was naked, too. She covered herself, 'What happened last night?'

'I am not sure, but covering yourself now is too late. I saw you had a fantastic body.'

'Did we have sex?'

'I can't remember a thing.'

'That's what can happen when drinking too much in a bar. Funny, I remember dreaming about you entering my room and asking if you could sleep in my bed, since it was warmer, and I agreed. I slept the night better than any other in memory.'

I chuckled, 'Perhaps it's not a bad idea to sleep like that the next night, too...'

She stared at me, 'Are you serious?'

'I am. I slept beautifully, too.'

'How can you suggest such a thing if you date my daughter?'

'I was trying to be practical. Both of us slept the night better. Why not?'

'Isn't it going to lead to temptation?'

'I promise to behave.'

'I don't know...'

'Elena, you know I'll never do anything you don't wish me to.'

'OK, but no hanky-panky.'

'Cross my heart.'

We felt good during the day and went to a picnic in nature. Afternoon, Elena showed me some exercises and yoga pauses. After dinner, we watched a romantic movie together, and then we went to bed. Your mother went first, wearing a nighty, and I joined her later, wearing my briefs. I entered under the cold blanket and moved closer to her since it was warmer. She asked me how it felt, and I answered it was still cold. She mumbled that her side was warm and cozy. I perceived it as an invitation.

Her back was toward me. I came very close, hugged her tummy, and whispered, 'Elena, now it feels much better.' She didn't answer, but I felt her pulse racing. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, and neither one fell asleep. Then her breathing increased, and she moved slightly back toward me.

I could smell her hair, feel her soft tummy, and now her back touched my body. I got aroused. I tried to think about politics, but my cock kept hardening. There was no way she couldn't feel it. She moved her hand back and touched my tumescent pecker.

She asked, 'Hunter, didn't you promise to be a good boy?'

'I did. I am sorry, but I have no control over HIS behavior, but I won't hurt you. Eventually, it will shrink.'

'Do you wish to masturbate in the bathroom?'

'I hate to play with myself. As I said, it will deflate later.'

'What did you do when it happened to you with Brenda?'

'She was always happy to take care of it. If she was horny, we had sex, and if not, she sucked me to completion.'

She didn't react, and we stayed spooning for several minutes. My erection did not go away, in fact my rod became even harder. Then she turned to me and said, 'Hunter, you date Brenda. She is not here to take care of you. I'll do it for her. And then she sucked me and swallowed my cum.

When she was done, she smiled, 'I hope you can sleep now without bothering me again.' She pushed her back to me, held my palm on her upper tummy, and caressed it gently.

Her body smell was intoxicating, and her fingers playing with my palm so close to her breasts made me horny again within minutes. My dick stiffened and poked her ass.

Elena giggled, 'You are insatiable. What do you really want?'

My horniness overcame my logic, and my hands moved to her boobs. I massaged and kneaded them before hearing her whisper, 'Hunter, I haven't had sex in years. What you do arouses me, and it's not fair because you belong with Brenda.'

I whispered to her, 'She is not here, and I want you. Now!'

She sighed, 'Neither god nor Brenda will ever forgive me if we do it.'

I said, 'God forgive much worse sins. Brenda loves you very much and will forgive us.' To cut the story short, we had sex together. It was pleasurable, but both felt guilty about doing it behind your back. The point is that, since then, we were inseparable."

The whole time I talked, Brenda was quiet. I watched her face, but it was expressionless. After a long moment she asked, "So you want us to stop seeing each other and date my mother?"

"If it was up to me, I'd like to be with both of you..."

She smiled bitterly, "You want to enjoy both worlds, don't you?"

"It may look like that, but I see it as we can be a family of 3. We are 3 adults who have feelings toward each other, so why do we need to force ourselves to choose based on old conventions? If I suggested adding a stranger, or you hated your mother, I'd never mention it, but we love each other."

"What about sex and sleeping arrangements? Do you want me to ask Mom which days she'd rather be with you, and I'll take the others?"

"I don't know if you mean it or smirking. It's an option, but I'd rather see us as a threesome. We do not have to schedule anything, and anybody can join the other's bed whenever he or she chooses."

"According to your idea, Mom and I may end up naked in bed together..."

"You and Elena love each other dearly. Why is it wrong to be naked together in bed? You do not have to do anything you feel uncomfortable with, although I think eventually, you'll be tempted to participate."

Brenda gazed at me, "I cannot even cry. The whole thing sounds too surreal right now..."

"Do you want to digest it, think it over, and I'll come in the afternoon to hear your thoughts?"

"Yes. I still want to talk with you before seeing Mom tomorrow."

...

That afternoon I visited Brenda again. Her eyes were reddish. She must have cried before. I waited to hear the bad news: She was not interested and hated my guts. I watched her face, waiting for the final blow.

She said, "When you left, I wished to die. Then I wanted to kill you. Next, I couldn't understand how you could do it to me. Slowly, I began reasoning and realized it wasn't the end of the world. You know I had a crush on you long before we started. I still do, but I hurt, literally. My chest hurts as if I had a heart attack. However, we have to think about what to do next. Despite everything, I love both of you. I'll have to hear what Mom thinks and then decide for myself."

"you are right. It's up to you, but I want to remind you that it was MY FAULT. Your mother was the passive part in all of it. It started with being drunk, and your mother just tried to be nice to me. I took advantage of her niceness. Both of us were hungry for something more and ended up having sex. Again - Everything was my fault, and my fault ONLY! You may choose to never see you again, but your mother loves you very much, and the guilt trip is killing her. Please, be nice to her."

"Hunter, leave now. Tomorrow, ask Mom to visit me, and you stay away. I want Mom and me to have a face to face frank discussion about what happened and what to do next."

"OK, dear. And remember, I still love both of you and would rather lose neither."

I left shortly after.

...

Later in the evening, when Elena returned, I told her about my 2 talks with Brenda. Elena inquired how her daughter reacted.

I said, "I am not sure. After the morning meeting, she was very upset and even cried, but in the afternoon, Brenda was more composed, looked better, and asked me to tell you she wished to see you without me tomorrow."

Elena glanced at me with tears in her eyes, "That's what I was afraid of. Facing her as the mother who betrayed her daughter... Oh, god, what did I do?!..."

I hugged Elena, kissed her wet eyes, and whispered, "Remember I told her it was my fault. I took all the blame, bedding you when you were drunk and later seducing you before your mind was completely coherent."

"Even if you said the events happened that way, I know the truth."

"Honey, please, our priority is to calm Brenda. Let's deal with that first and with OUR guilty feelings later. Just so you know, in retrospect, I would still try to have you. Elena, I love you, and the only way I'll give up on you is if you tell me YOU don't wish to see me anymore."

"Hunter, honey, I feel the same about you, but Brenda is my daughter. I am telling you right now that if she tells me to choose between her love and yours, I will choose her. If she told me that only one of us can have you, I'll give up on you."

"Go see her tomorrow and try to convince her all 3 of us can be together. If she refuses to listen, we'll discuss our options later at home."

Elena was too distraught. I entertained the idea of 'makeup sex' but gave it up, knowing that was the reason she was in a bad mood in the first place.

...

The next morning, I woke up very early, watching Elena still asleep. I made coffee and toast. I was ready to prepare the eggs when Elena came out of the room.

She saw me there and smiled, "Honey, I understand you wished to help, but you didn't have to do it. Let me work on the eggs and you go sit at the table. Half the night, I couldn't sleep, but I feel better now. During the night, I was thinking about you and me. Before you showed up at our house, my life was boring, and there was no future. You made me happy. Sex was very crucial to charge me, but everything else was important, too: You are funny, and spending time with you was fun and made me feel alive again. I do not want to lose you either. But the ultimate judge is Brenda. I'll try to talk to her and see how it goes."

I kissed her lightly, "Good luck, my dear."

Half an hour later, she was on her way to the hospital.

...

Elena returned around noon. I was anxious to hear how it went.

She smiled, "I feel so much better now. When I first saw Brenda, she stared at me and said nothing. No hello, no what were you thinking, no I hate you. It was worse than anything she could have said.

I cried and said, 'Brenda, I am so sorry. Everything was my fault. I cannot explain why we did it, but I guess alcohol and lack of physical relations for some time played important roles. I screwed up, and accept whatever you wish to do about it.'

She looked at me with tears in her eyes, too, and mumbled, 'Mom, do you have feelings for Hunter?'

'Yes, honey, I do.'

'Mom, I love you, but I don't know what to do now.'

'Did Hunter talk to you about his unconventional idea of 'three's-a-company?'

'He mentioned it, but I thought YOU would never go for it.'

'Can you think of another solution? Brenda, I screwed up royally, so if you wish me to stop being with him, I won't...'

'If you were any other woman or you were not emotionally attached to him, this is exactly what I'd say. But I love you despite everything you two did. While mentally, I am still dismayed, logically, I understand the unique circumstances that pushed you together. If we explore Hunter's idea, I still do not comprehend the logistics, do you?'

'Honey, Hunter and I will visit you tomorrow. Let him explain his plan.'

Then I kissed her cheek, and we cried together for a few minutes. The doctor entered the room and smirked, 'I never understood women. Breda is doing great, and in 3 days, she may go home. In my book, it's good news, but you two cry as if she was diagnosed with cancer.'

Brenda laughed, 'Doctor, we discussed another emotionally charged subject, and thanks for the good news.'

I left shortly after, feeling that she was receptive to the idea of the 3 of us, although neither of us understands how to implement it."

Elena watched my eyes for a reaction. I hugged her, "It's better than I thought. Brenda doesn't hate you or me, and she did not declare my plan was out of the question. The only hurdle is you two need to stop thinking like mother and daughter and begin to feel toward each other like very good friends. VERY good friends, who could be intimate with each other."

"Hunter, I agree Brenda's reaction was less hostile than I thought it might be, but sex between me and my daughter is too much to ask. I doubt she'd agree that I touch her in any way that would mean other than motherly love."

"Honey, our discussion aroused me. May I play with your heavenly body?"

Elena smiled seductively, "And what do I get if I agree to your perverted demands?"

"I'll buy you a skimpy bikini."

She laughed, "This will be a present for you and all the other voyeurs on the beach. What about me?"

"If you consider a swimsuit for you to be a gift for me, I am willing to buy a skimpy swimsuit for me..."

She giggled and declared, "You are impossible. I don't get what I am doing here with you."

"You like me slightly, and you want to submit to my cock."

"Hunter, it's true, but I'll never admit it..."

"Woman, stop talking and undress."

"Sorry, big man. I like your tool, but I am not in the mood to take off my clothes."

"Lady, I'll do it for you, but don't complain if I rape you immediately after."

"You won't dare to do such a terrible thing to a nice, vulnerable old woman, would you?"

"If I were you, I'd beg for my life right now."

"No. NO!"

I undressed the seductress bitch, tearing her underwear. She just stood there grinning in my face. I lifted her light body, placed her on the soft carpet, spread her legs, and moved between them. With my left hand, I captured both her palms and held them above her head. Then I French kissed her hard, sucking forcefully her tongue into my mouth.

When my face left hers, she was breathing hard. My right hand trailed her body gently, barely touching her skin, moving from her neck down to her fantastic boobs. I caressed her nipples lightly. She arched her back forward, trying to feel my fingers better, but I continued the gentle touch, going further south to her concave navel.

She lifted her pelvis to meet my hand. I did not give in and barely touched her.

Elena blurted, "Is this the rape you were talking about? You are all talk. You pretend to be a bully, but you are a sheep. A Teddy bear."

I smiled, "You are probably right. I like to watch your beautifully sculpted body. I am not in a hurry."

She almost screamed, "Jerk, I am horny now. Fuck me!"

"Honey, take it easy. We have all the time in the world."

"What is wrong with you? Did you lose your erection? I want you in my pussy right now."

"Let me check if I am hard enough or need a Viagra." I aimed my full-mast pole at her entrance and rubbed the soft head with her ample juices. "Elena dear, no, I do not need a Viagra yet. My member feels very good swimming in your drenched vagina..."

"Of course, it's drenched. I am super aroused. Enough with the games. Put it inside and rape me like you promised."

"Not yet. Unlike you, I am not even close to orgasm. What do I get to fuck you hard?"

"Whatever you want, but please, I really need you now!"

I grazed the opening to her pussy relentlessly and said, "Brenda is coming home in 2 days. I haven't had sex with her for many days now. She will be horny. I plan to leave our door ajar and fuck her silly. Her eyes are always closed during sex. I want you to enter the room wearing a robe with nothing underneath, sit on the chair by the bed, and watch us. You may just observe if you wish, but if you wish to join, it will be better."

Elena screamed, "Hunter, you are nuts. If Brenda opens her eyes, she'll hate both of us."

"Trust me. It won't happen. I am certain of it."

"I don't know. Please, honey, insert your giant thing into my cunt."

"Darling, I'll do it only if you enter the room and watch us."

She cried, "OK, I'll do it. Now fuck me, please..."

"Good girl." I bent down, kissed the side of her neck, and sucked on it for a couple of seconds.

She shivered and whined, "Honey, I promised to watch you. I REALLY need your monster NOW!"