Getting caught by your daughter while masturbating is embarrassing.
Find out you have been having cybersex with your daughter...well, I cannot describe the embarrassment the both of us felt. It was deep.
After an awkward day of silence between us, where we could barely even look at each other, she "temporarily" moved in with her dad. Yeah, I cried hard those first two nights alone.
She didn't take much of her belongings, mainly some clothes, makeup, her phone, and laptop.
The house was so empty without her.
But...well, I guess I also needed not to see her for a little bit. I don't think I could have looked her in the eyes.
I didn't play 3D X for a while after that. But, after about a month, I needed that human connection and logged back on.
After a couple of days, Violet signed on.
She asked me how it went. She had not talked with Maddi since then, either.
I told her the straight-up truth.
Seeing and talking with Violet was akin to talking to a psychiatrist for me. It helped me get a lot off my shoulders.
"I cannot imagine what it would be to run into something like that," she told me at one point. "If it were my daughter, I'm not sure what I would do."
"I think asking what she was doing in a sex game at that age would be a good start," I said.
We both laughed over that one.
I sometimes swear she was a psychiatrist sometimes. She made me feel a lot better about myself. We even discussed some of the stuff face-to-face on Discord, which also made me feel a lot better. Of course, it did not hurt that she was a hottie and sometimes helped me feel better by getting naked.
This went on for about a month when Violet told me one evening that Maddi had finally signed on again and messaged her, asking her if they could talk. But Violet wanted to know if that was all right with me.
I said it was.
So, for another two or so weeks, Violet bounced between me and Maddi, playing psychiatrist with both of us. I said before that I swear she was a professional.
"How mad was she?" I asked at one point.
Violet cleared her throat. "She...funny thing is, she isn't mad. I don't think she was, either, that night. Just...surprised? Confused? Taken aback?"
I asked Violet if she could tell Maddi I was sorry, which she did. She returned with an apology from Maddi, then dropped the bomb that Maddi wanted to move back in again.
That was heavy. I had to think about it for a few hours, but in the end, I missed having my baby girl in my home with me. Sure, something forbidden had happened between us, but it was an accident. And that home was growing increasingly lonely every day. I agreed.
I did not expect it to happen so quickly, but Maddi was back at home after a day.
That night, after eating dinner in silence, we both sat at the table, empty plates before us, in an awkward silence for a while.
"I wanted to let you know that I never started playing the game until after I turned 18," she said, breaking the silence.
I nodded. "Same," I choked out. That was the only thing I could think of to say.
She giggled.
Maddi bit her lower lip nervously. "Mom, can I ask a serious question?"
"Of course," I said, hoping the nervousness didn't show.
"Are you mad because I am a lesbian?"
"Honey! No! No! No, I am not mad. Not at all. That is who you are; that is what you are. I could never hate you because of something like that."
She gave me a tiny smile. "Good," she said quietly. "Does it upset you that I like older women like Violet?"
I laughed. "If Violet is what you call old, then of course not."
"Well, what if I liked women older than her?"
I shook my head. "You may love whom you want."
She smiled again. We were both silent for a moment. "Thank you, Mom," she said quietly and removed herself from the table.
It took a while for the carefree, carefree, impish, contagiously funny Maddi to return, but she did. Our dinner conversations were once again filled with laughter, discussion, and good-natured banter.
She even broke the ice and started talking freely about 3dx, which helped me talk about it freely, too.
"Do you only chase after younger girls?" she asked me one evening.
I smiled. "No, I have been with a couple of women older than me, too." I shrugged. "I guess I just like women. Period."
She chewed her bite thoughtfully. "Do you think you are a full-blown lesbian now?"
I shook my head. I'm not sure what I am. However, I enjoy the company of women a lot more than that of men.
"When was the last time you were with a man?"
"Your father, when we were married."
"No, I mean on there."
"Oh. A little bit after I started, I guess. What was it about two years ago?" She nodded. I sighed. "I did try about a year ago, but I ended up ghosting the poor guy. He was OK, I guess, but he was a typical man. It just didn't do anything for me."
She nodded. "I've never been with a man on there ever," she told me as a matter-of-factly. I let it go at that.
More weeks passed, and our comfort and closeness grew more potent than before.
While her father and I were married, I kept a liberal household. When it was just Maddi and me at home, we would parade around the house in whatever we felt comfortable, and I would encourage Maddi to dress comfortably. Many times, she wore a T-shirt and panties.
When her father and I split, I made sure to keep those loose household rules intact. I wanted Maddi to be comfortable with herself and with me. While a T-shirt and panties remained her dress of choice, sometimes she preferred absolutely nothing. To encourage that, I did the same. Honestly, it felt good; it felt free to walk around the house naked without fear of getting caught.
Of course, after the Incident, we put on a lot more clothes. After a while, slowly but surely, as Maddi became a lot more comfortable again, so did her wardrobe.
I knew we were doing pretty good when she began wearing a lot more t-shirts and panties at home.
I knew things had become better than the same when I came home from work and found her walking the hallways naked. As we passed, she smiled and greeted me. I knew that I was doing my job as a mother of a young adult right at that moment.
After a few days, I also began walking around the house naked. Again, it was a feeling of freedom. A couple of times, we even snuck into our fenced backyard and tanned in the nude. Watching my tan lines disappear was a huge bonus!
So, our house became a miniature nudist colony. We did not have to worry much about embarrassing guests, as we had guests so rarely.
As we were eating dinner one evening, I noticed Maddi seemed a bit more distracted than usual. When I asked her what the matter was, she blurted, "Violet wants to meet us both. Like, in person."
"Oh," was all I could manage to squeak out.
Violet and I had grown relatively close lately. We would sometimes spend hours in the game and on Discord talking with each other about everything under the sun. We also spent much time getting intimate with each other.
We had joked many times about what it would be like in person, but she lived in California, and we were in Ohio. That was a rather good distance apart. Not to mention the awkwardness between the three of us for a while after The Incident.
However, the thought had still gone through my mind many times.
Cybersex could be a wonderful experience. And cybersex with Violet was a wonderful experience. But there were times when I found myself longing for the real thing. At the same time, I was nervous as fuck. I mean, here I was in my fifties and had zero experience with other women...yet I desired sex with other women. I was starting to feel an urge for that first time, but I wanted it to be remarkable.
Meanwhile, Maddi had also been spending much time with Violet. She had asked me if it was all right many times, and I had assured her that jealousy was not an issue between Violet and me. Even when Maddi pressed me a little about The Incident, I told her it was okay.
Violet never really said anything seriously about meeting in person. She confessed to me one night that she had met up with a few other girls from the game at some point in real life, and most of the time, they had a rather enjoyable time.
So, when Maddi told me that Violet had mentioned she would like to meet in person, it came as a surprise but not a total shock.
"Did you hear me?" Maddi asked with a giggle. "Or is your head in the clouds."
I shook my head. "I'm sorry. A fog...you know..."
She giggled again. "Anyway, she asked me a while ago. And, to be honest, I've been thinking about it. I might have an idea, and it is going to take a bit of luck, but Violet is up for it. You know how we both have wanted to run Big Sur?" she asked with a big grin on her face.
After I had split from my husband, one of my new passions became running. Maddi very willingly joined it. Honestly, that was one of the things that helped us grow close again after The Incident.
We had run a few local marathons - Columbus, Flying Pig, Grand Lake, Air Force - but both had dreamed of running a few marathons that were not in Ohio.
One of those was the Big Sur Marathon, which started in a redwood forest and then ran along Highway 1 until ending in Carmel, California. For ages, Maddi and I dreamed of this race.
To gain access to this April race, one must enter their names in a lottery. We did.
We both got our names drawn, odds against all odds. We were thrilled.
Then, the planning started. I got airline tickets, and Maddi made plans with Violet for us to stay at her place in nearby Pacific Grove.
Winter came and waned, and our training ramped up. So did my nerves.
Violet and I discussed it every day. Honestly, that did not help my nerves.
