Note: This is loosely based on our real-life. I (Nancy) can only be 100% sure of the things I personally witnessed. The rest are recreated from my mom Jan's and husband Mike's recounting. I also cannot be sure of they "felt" at any moment, only what I saw or was told later. There are some moments that are so personal, I didnt ask about, so there is a certain amount of creative liberty. I do have their permission to write our story but they are by no means active contributors. This is part 2, so of course you should read part 1 first!
As we all retired to bed that night, I can honestly say Mike had me so off balance that I didnt have the slightest idea what was next. What I remember is one of the most tender loving nights of my life. He just seemed drained by it all and melted into my arms. Now we had been apart for a week, so tender kisses and hugs of course did give way him slipping into me but the love-making was remarkable because of its tenderness which is a little different from normal for us. I usually need that extra stimulation which for me is a hand around my throat or pushing the back of my head down into the pillow...you get the idea and he usually is up for it all and more. That night though, we just wanted to be together. I dont think he even noticed my new addition to the outfit. I had purchased a few crotchless panties, something I had discovered he was recently enamoured with ( I snoop on his browser history, yes I know, not cool, but I cant help it).
The next couple of days were a bit of a blur. If I recall correctly I had a submission due for some illustration work for a graphic novel and those are a pain in the neck to finalize and get accepted by the editors.
The one thing we did get done was a little mom-daughter time while we were out shopping. I discovered my mom was not kidding when she said "I might as well have not packed my suitcases". Her night clothes were almost exclusively pajama sets that would have been appropriate for a teenage boy. "Seriously mom, you've got a great body, you cannot tell me this is all you wear?"
"Honey, the walls in my house were all that were looking, so I went for comfort."
She surprised me a little with what she was picking to try on. I figured she would pick the most conservative night gowns but she definitey wanted to know what was "in" nowadays. Nothing outrageous, we were certainly not buying "lingerie", but she picked out a bunch of cute outfits. Usually Mike is pretty particilar with underwear too but I figured that isnt something to worry about for her.
The next weekend came around rather quickly and Mike came home on friday carrying a bunch of paperwork. He sat us down and explained that he had added my mom to our bank accounts, utilities and the deed of our house. "I want you to feel like this is your house Jan. When you go shopping, it is your money. We dont do yours and mine in this family."
"I dont know what to say Mike. I havent thought for a second about where I used to live. I guess I do feel like this is my house. you know what would help to make it more so?"
"Dont change anything you do on account of me being here. My husband would freeze up when his parents were over and that made me resent them. I dont want that."
Mike responded: "Okay, that makes sense."
"Nancy, why dont you heat up some oil. I would like one your awesome massages. I'll setup the table in the sun room."
I just thought to myself, "ooookay". Mike is just like any other guy when it come to massages. Can't keep his hands off the massuesse and it always ends the same way :-)
