Kim woke up in the morning feeling languorous. She woke slowly and, feeling herself snuggled up to a warm body, she glided her fingers over it's torso. Determining it was a female, her hand caressed softly. Gliding over a curvy hip then moving up and cupping a breast. Barely conscious, she felt her bed-mate respond so she became a little more daring. She caressed a nipple then pinched it then skittered her hand down to the panties. She lightly stroked a mound, then eased her fingers inside the panties. Something nudged at her consciousness but she moved forward. Moving her fingers towards that waiting pussy the thought touched her subconscious that Sue's pussy hair grows fast. Climbing out of her slumber, she realized it was really thick and alarm bells started going off. Her eyes darted open and there was her mother, still asleep but responding to her caresses. Kim actually squeaked her astonishment and Marin's eyes darted open just as Kim's fingers beat a hasty retreat from her panties. Marin looked over her shoulder at her incredulously as Kim lurched back and sputtered, "Oh, my God! I'm sorry Mom. I wasn't really awake, and I thought I was in bed with Sue. Fuck! I'm so sorry." She was obviously mortified.
Marin was just as shocked but she was little confused about her reaction too. She knew someone was touching her before she really woke up. And by the tenderness of the touches she had known that it wasn't a man touching her. So just whom did she think was touching her? "That's okay dear. Honest mistake. We'll just have to be more careful." Marin got up and avoided looking at her daughter. "I have to get ready for work. Do you need to get up now? Use the shower?
Kim fell back on the bed. "No Mom. I'm good." She let our a big sigh of relief, glad that her mother wasn't freaking out about being intimately touched by another woman, her daughter no less.
Marin grabbed some underwear from her dresser and went into the en-suite bath. Kim stayed in bed idly stroking herself, thinking about what she had been doing. She was still aroused and her thoughts turned to her girlfriend as she idly touched herself. She didn't think of her mother at all.
After Marin finished her shower she came into the bedroom to finish changing. She was quiet, thinking about the changes in her life that she had to adjust to. Four days earlier she had been a relatively happily married woman. Today she was still nominally married but in effect, her marriage was over. And for now she was just as happy to stay that way. She had no stomach for even thinking about another man, let alone all the effort it would take to find a decent one. Her thoughts moved on to the rapidly approaching problems at work, as she went through her morning routine. Kim just lay there in the blankets watching her mother get ready. Marin checked her image in the mirror as she put in her ear rings. She noticed Kim looking at her with a slightly perplexed look on her face.
"What is it, sweetie?" Marin asked.
"I don't get it, mom. I mean, if I was dad, I'd still do you. You're friggin hot. You're a good mother, and a good wife, from what I can see. I mean you do most of the cooking and cleaning around here. Even if he likes guys you'd think he'd have enough feelings for you to want to make you happy."
"I think it's easy for you to say that Kim, because your, um, proclivities lie on both sides of the fence. He and I are different. We are mainly one way, or the other."
"I'm not sure it's so cut and dried, Mom. He performed well enough for you over the years, yet you had no idea."
"Looking back I can see the signs."
"I know, Mom. But that's hindsight. You had no idea. You were happy when you had sex?"
Marin was a little uncomfortable discussing her sex life with her daughter but she allowed that she had been happy.
"Was he enthusiastic? Inventive? Did he ever make you feel that he was looking for something different?"
Marin sat on her bed, thinking. She remembered Kent had tried introducing new things into their love life in an effort to keep things alive.
"Well, yes he did try, until recently. I realize people slow down as we get older. I know I've let myself go over these last few years. And Kent did try to keep things interesting.
"Mom, you're sexy. A lot of people like more robust women. And if you're not happy, you're only a couple of months away from where you would be happy. Exercise is good for you anyways. A good stress reliever. But you don't need to do that to be sexy. You already are."
Kim got a glimmer in her eye. "If you weren't my Mom, I'd do ya," she said, licking her lips.
"Kimberly Ann! That's terrible." Marin was shocked, yet secretly pleased to hear those words from anyone. "Anyways, I have to get going. What are you gonna do today?"
"Well, Tim's probably already at work. I'll hang out with Dad, help him sort some things around here. And I'll see Andy and Sue sometime later."
"Okay well, have a good day, don't get into any trouble. I'm going to have breakfast and make some coffee. I'll leave it on for you." Marin got up and turned around to give Kim a hug. She was a little taken aback when Kim got up on her knees for the hug, since she was only wearing a thong. It felt strange to be hugging her bare back with Kim's bare breasts against her, even though Marin was dressed.
"Okay Mom. Have a good day. I love you."
"I love you too, Sweetie. Bye-bye."
Kim dozed in bed for a little while, then roused herself enough to think about her day. She picked up her cell phone and texted Sue.
*Hi sexy. U up?*
She got up, taking her phone with her into the bathroom for her morning ablutions, then went downstairs to get some coffee. She was standing at the sink thinking when her Dad walked in. He looked like he'd just gotten up, and was wearing just his pyjama shorts. With his hair dishevelled, 2 days growth of beard, and assorted bruises and contusions he still looked rough as hell. She gasped when she saw him because the bruises from his erstwhile lover's blows had really become prominent, covering his ribs, abdomen, and face.
She gave him a hug. "Oh, Daddy! How are you today? Do you hurt?" She traced his bruises with his fingers. Her wavering voice turned firm. "Who did this, Daddy? I want to know! There's no reason for this."
Kent hugged her back, somehow finding comfort in her scent and warmth. It felt good to be hugged after the last few days of turmoil.
"I'm not too bad today. Sooo achy though. It doesn't matter who did it. If I decide to, I can ruin him. He's happily married with 4 kids and a wife who has no idea he likes to be butt fucked and wear women's clothes. Nobody in his church knows so |I'm sure he doesn't want it to get out. He led me to believe he wanted to build a life with me." Kent's voice hitched, the emotion was still strong. Kim moved beside him and gently rubbed his back as he spoke. "And when I told him I was ready to live with him he turned against me. Said he was just having fun." Kent started to choke up, but he continued. "The beating hurt but not as much as my feelings were when he did that. I told him I loved him and he hit me. Said he wasn't a fag, then started hitting some more. I did break his nose but he was bigger than me and he had caught me off guard. He'll have a hard time explaining that and the scratch on his face to his family. Then he left just before the police got there. I told them it was just some guy I picked up off the street but I don't think they believed me. I'll get over it."
"But Dad. He knows you and he has a lot to lose. He might decide he can't risk anyone finding out and decide to do something about you. Tell me who it is and I'll just anonymously let him know that others know. He daren't do anything then."
"I'm sure he won't bother me, Sweetheart. Let's leave it for a bit. What are you doing today?"