This story is a continuation of Maggie's sexual journey. So far she has discovered the joys of her brother Jim. In this episode she finds out some arousing things about her Mom. Enjoy!
'You won't mind sharing a room with Cindy will you darling?' asked Maggie's mother Annie.
'Who's Cindy mum?' Maggie enquired as she helped her mother to sort out the washing. Suddenly she stopped. In her hands she found herself holding a really hot pair of panties. She didn't remember them as her own, so she looked enquiringly at her mother.
Annie couldn't stop a blush from spreading across her face. What was she going to say? She was going to have to own up to them.
'Oh they're just a pair of my panties Maggie. You know, I fancied a change of undies.' She suggested in what she hoped was a convincing response.
'Come off it Mom! They're hardly just a pair of undies.' Giggled Maggie. '...and by the looks of it you quite enjoyed wearing them.'
'What on earth do you mean dear?' flustered Annie. But she knew exactly what Maggie meant. The crotch of those panties was crusty with dried cum. Why hadn't she hidden them? This was so humiliating. Her own daughter questioning her about her used panties. Then she remembered her earlier question about Cindy.
'Well do you mind sharing with Cindy?' she asked again. Maggie smiled.
'Mum, I asked who she was. I suppose I don't mind sharing for a short while, but what's it worth to me?' Annie darted a quick look of dismay at her daughter. She knew she was grown-up and certainly looked older than her 19 years, but how was she was so cheeky?
'She's your cousin. It's years since you last saw her, they've been in Australia for ages. Now my brother Jack is bringing the family home for a while. As for what it's worth to you. I should have thought you'd be only too willing to take care of your cousin. You were inseparable ten years ago, before they left.'
Maggie cast her mind back to that time. 'Oh my God!' she thought to herself. 'I remember Cindy. We used to play doctors and nurses.'
'Maggie! I was talking to you' Annie said exasperated. 'Your mind just seemed to wander off. Now do you remember Cindy?' Sure she did. How could she have forgotten? Sharing a room wasn't going to be so bad!
'No I don't mind sharing with her, if you insist mother. But you haven't told me about these panties.'
'You are so cheeky Maggie!' sighed Annie. 'I have nothing to tell you about them except that I bought them last week, because I fancied something new, and you know, I wanted to feel different.'
'You mean sexy mum!' laughed her daughter.
'Well, as you so crudely put it, I suppose yes, I wanted to feel sexy.' Replied Annie as her face began to glow with embarrassment. '...but I don't see how it's any of your business young lady.'
Maggie had grown in confidence over the previous few months. She had always had a fairly open relationship with her mother, as far as talk about sex was concerned, but they had really only ever talked about her, and even then she'd kept a lot to herself. This conversation was breaking new ground, and she was enjoying every minute of it.
Annie was blushing ferociously, and Maggie knew that she had stumbled on a really juicy bit of her mum's life. Her mother was a highly attractive woman in her late 30s, and although she'd had two children, Maggie and Jim, she had never lost her outstanding figure. When she wanted to dress up for a night out, Annie could be true competition for Maggie and her friends. Not that she was ever crass enough to want to go out with the teenagers; she had her own friends, not least Jess, her best friend.
'Go on Mum! Tell all. You know how you always said it was best to be truthful, and not lie to yourself.' insisted Maggie.
Annie knew she couldn't keep it to herself, but she didn't know where to start. She took a deep breath and suggested they go upstairs to the kitchen and have a glass of wine while she explained.
With a glasses chardonnay in hand, the two women settled at the kitchen table and Annie began her story.
'You know your father and I love each other a great deal' she started as a way of reassuring her daughter of the family's security. 'Well, it doesn't mean that I love him any the less for what I'm about to tell you Maggie.'
Maggie nodded, just knowing that she was going to hear a hot story. Her mother took a sip of wine and continued.
'It started a couple of weeks ago when Jess and I went shopping together. You know for clothes and things. Well, it all began innocently enough; we looked at loads and tried on a few things until lunchtime. We both felt hungry so we went into this Italian restaurant in the High Street, you know, La Scalla, or something like that. The food smelt lovely and it felt so genuinely Italian that we decided to splash out and get a bottle of wine to go with the meal. This typical Italian guy had seated us; you know all dark eyes and tight pants. I could tell Jess liked the look of him; she went all silly and giggly. When he'd gone she told me how hot she felt. I told her it was over heated shops, but she laughed and shook her head.
'... not that sort of hot silly. I mean hot down there.' And she nodded towards her crotch. I giggled then, as she explained that trying on all the clothes and stripping down to our panties and bras had really got her horny, especially when the sales assistant pushed open the changing room door by mistake, and got an eyeful of my butt, as I bent over for something. I thought back to that moment and realised that the thong I was wearing must have left little to the imagination. Then Jess really amazed me, because she told me how the sales girl had just stood there looking for a few seconds, and then as she apologised Jess had noticed her nipples. She said they were really hard, and pushing through the girl's blouse.
'... so you think she enjoyed the view?' I asked, getting quite hot myself by now. Jess nodded and then turned as a waitress came over. I can honestly tell you Maggie, she was wasted as a waitress. She should be a model or something. Her name was Ana and she had the most stunning figure I've ever seen. As she asked us about the food we'd like she leaned over the table and her blouse fell open, right in front of me. I had to stare, there was nowhere else to look. And Maggie, I could see everything. Her beautiful cleavage, and the sexiest pair of nipples I've ever seen. They were dark and pointed, pushing right out from her breasts.
Annie shifted in her chair, and Maggie noticed her press her legs together as she remembered. Maggie noticed her own pussy starting to moisten at the story. Her mother took another sip of wine and continued.