[This is a sequel to "Seductress in Her Daughter's Panties"]
It had been a few weeks since Ginny had gotten back from her business trip to Chicago. She had no idea of the secret her mother, Madeline, and her husband, Arnie, carried from those two nights she was away. For their part, they were careful not to leave any clues. Ginny's lingerie had all been washed and put away. They kept the same friendly, polite demeanor toward each other. What had worried Arnie at first was that Madie might be a little too friendly to him so that Ginny would notice. But she had the same sensibility about it. No one must ever know how naughty they were. Arnie had come to accept that, perhaps, it was just that one time thing. Madie hadn't had sex in years since her husband passed away. And hearing he and Ginny celebrating the joy of sex so often after she moved into the in-law apartment at their house, they can be quite boisterous about it, stirred yearnings in her. Maybe that's all she needed.
It was a pleasant, sunny Saturday morning. Arnie planned to spend the day catching up on yard work. He didn't have a long list so it would be an easy day. Ginny is on her phone. "Yes, Julie, I'll be there in half an hour. Yes, I'll be on time. OK. Bye." She puts her phone in her pocket. She is wearing dark grey slacks that hug her hips with a more relaxed fit on the legs and a short sleeve button down dress shirt. Arnie liked to refer to her breasts as "two hand" tits, and they strained at the buttons on her shirt even with help from her bra.
"You look nice this morning, Ginny," Arnie says.
"Thanks, hon."
"Now where is it you're going with your cousin Julie today?" Madie asked her.
"We're taking her daughter Emily out to buy her first real bra! She's ready to move on from her training bra so we're taking her shopping for that and and other girlie clothes. Her first lingerie shopping spree."
"You're not going to buy her some of that trashy, sexy stuff are you?"
Ginny laughs. "Of course not, Ma. Age appropriate of course. She can't keep wearing her little girl things so we're going to get her what she needs. It will be fun. We'll have lunch and make a whole day of it."
Madie is wearing a royal blue skirt. The kind that fits tight at the waist and hips then flares a bit down to calf length with a light blue blouse with some ruffles along the neck line and a bodice that fit up under her bra. She always believed in dressing properly. At first Arnie thought that she was a bit of a prude but he knows better now. That's just how she was taught to dress. And she always does look good. She is still fit and trim, mostly, in her early fifties. Since she's wearing her casual, around the house shoes, Arnie knows she has no plans to go out.
Arnie walks Ginny to her car and then gets a start on taming his yard. When he'd finished cutting the grass and was putting the mower back in the shed Madie came out and offered a glass of lemonade. "You know, this is the first time we've been alone since we made love," she said as he was sipping from the glass.
"Yes, except for a few minutes, half an hour or so here and there. We've kept it secret well. Ginny has no idea. She likes that I've adapted to having you here so well."
"Oh, she tells me all the time how pleased she is that you and I get along. If she only knew how well!" They both laugh at that. "I never got a chance to say thank you for what you did for me."
Arnie puts the glass down and looks into her eyes, "Oh, Madie. Doing it was thanks enough, believe me."
"Well, I would hope that, yes." She smiles, "But it's made it easier for me now, you know, when you and Ginny, ah, keep me awake."
"Good. But, how?"
"Before I had such burning inside because it had been so long. And maybe never again. Even when I imagined. It took away some of the missing of it. But I still ached."
"God you were so horny that first time. I could tell how much relief you were getting. That really got my motor revving even faster."
"Now, since then, Arnie, it's not so bad when I hear what's going on between you two. I even kind of like it. And," she winks at him and continues, "it's so much easier now to imagine what you are doing to make my daughter squeal that way. It's nicer. Still not as good as real, but more, um, satisfying."
"I'm glad to know that it has made that easier for you. We really do want you to be happy and comfortable here."
She smiles in a big sheepish grin and says, "I'm glad we got a chance to talk. And that I got a chance to thank you. I wasn't sure at first, but I really like being here now. You know, though, Arnie, honey, sometimes a naughty momma still has needs." She lifts the hem of her skirt up to her waist. She is wearing a pair of Ginny's white lace semi-opaque panties.
He feels a tickle between his legs. Arnie stares admiringly and playfully exclaims, "Mrs. Monroe!"
She beams, "I was hoping to hear that today. Oh, you naughty boy! Come with me."
As they walk to the house Arnie decides to confess something to her. "Sometimes when I'm with Ginny and I'm undressing her, when I get down to her panties and bra, I think about how hot you would look in them."
"Such dirty things you think about your mother-in-law. Tell me more!"
"I've started hoping she goes on another business trip soon."
"So have I, Arnie. So have I"
