My Mother's Nylons

My Mother's Nylons - Chapter Fourteen

Author's Note

Now that Anna and Erika have managed to seduce Josie and Audra, Danny's been (temporarily) left out of the action. Is he mature enough to place his trust in Anna's love for him? Or will he do, or say, something rash?

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End of Chapter 13

Audra lifted her arm and draped it loosely around Anna's waist, gently pulling my mother to sit in her lap. When Anna had done so, she wrapped her arms around Audra's neck as the blonde did the same around Anna's waist.

Their mouths met for a long, sensuous kiss.

I was so moved by the casual sensuality of the scene, the three women clustered about the breakfast nook, exhausted from a full night of loving making, clothes in tatters, their hair and makeup askew. It was a scene of raw sexuality, utterly captivating and stirring. I fantasized about all the energy that drove them to this state. I thought about having it focused on me, transforming me into one of their own. Satisfied, exhausted, dishevelled, and for the time being at least, no good for anything except, perhaps, more sex.

Alas, this was not the day for a gang bang.

"I need a shower," Audra said, looking up at Anna. "Join me?"

"Love to," my mother said. Together, the two women left the room.

When the door to Anna's sanctuary closed, Josie, Erika, and I were left staring at each other around the built-in.

I thought: 'What the hell.'

"So, what'll it be my loves? Breakfast? Or..."

Erika jumped out of her seat and walked around, taking Josie's hand. "Give us a couple of hours Danny? Jose here's been...on my mind lately. I've got some wicked plans for you, Red."

Josie looked at me, knowing we'd planned to go back to bed for the afternoon.

But there was a hopeful joy on her face. I smiled and nodded. Josie giggled and followed my sister into her bedroom, running behind her in short, quick, little steps.

The two cast a quick look back at me as the door closed with an audible '

click

'.

Not what I had expected.

Briefly I thought about joining one of pairs, but without an invitation, I decided against.

As I was considering going out for a bite to eat, my phone rang.

Hailey.

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Chapter 14

Hailey met me at a popular diner in Tribeca. Bubby's is always busy. The home-style cooking is generous of portion and deeply satisfying. The atmosphere is quintessentially New York, with always-full tables packed tight, lots of loud, boisterous conversation, fast, efficient service, and of course that special crowd anonymity New York does so well.

With a tentative smile she rose to greet me with a kiss. Her table was in the corner of the main room, framed by two massive windows overlooking the cobbled North Moore and Hudson Street.

"I'm so glad you called, Hailey," I said to get the conversation rolling.

"I must admit, it took me a while to get over the thought of you and my mother being - together."

"So

did

you get over it?"

"I don't know. Maybe I haven't."

"You still resent me for sleeping with your mother?"

"And for her divorce? And her moving to New York? Are you asking me if I resent you for all that?"

There was no good answer to that question.

Hailey leaned across the table and looked at me intently. "Let's just say, Mom's changed a lot since she met you. And though it wasn't easy to admit it to myself, I like the new Josie."

This was a surprise. And I've never heard Hailey call her mother by her first name.

She took a sip of her coffee. "I mean, look at her! She's stunning. Suddenly my mother is the sexiest, most vibrant woman I know. I hardly recognize her anymore. New clothes. New hair. Nylons. And the new position with her law firm - a partnership with a major international law firm here in New York! She's changed so much. She's super confident. She's happy. And did I say it already? She's sexy as fuck.

"At first I chalked it up to a mid-life crisis. I did a little ChatGPT investigation. It's amazing how many couples go through major changes when the kids move out. Men buy a hot new car. Women get makeovers. Both sleep around. Their marriages go to shit. Suddenly they realize they have no-one to talk to but each other, but they've got nothing to say."

Hailey's words made me think. Did my moving to university have anything to do with my mother and father divorcing? Anna had insisted it was the sex, or lack of it, but was that the whole story?

"There's more to Josie leaving your father," I said. "A lot more. You heard her last week. She talked about -"

"Yeah. I know."

Sex. Josie had told Hailey she wasn't getting nearly enough sex from her husband. And what she was getting was terrible. But it wasn't just that. Josie had come to realize her husband's lack of effort to satisfy her sexually betrayed his lack of respect for her as an equal partner.

Hailey sat back and folded her hands on the table. I didn't fill the silence. I let her process what she wanted to say.

It didn't take long. "Was it your idea? Be honest, I need to know the truth."

Hailey could only be referring to one thing. Josie and Anna had confronted her last week and suggested she sleep with me so she'd know what great sex is like. This way when considering marriage, she'd know good sex from bad and could make her decision with full knowledge of what she was getting into. But if, like Josie, she'd never had great sex, she might take years to figure out something was seriously wrong in her marriage. So while I'd agreed as long as Hailey was on board, I had not been at all comfortable with the whole conversation. Hailey's reaction was predictably horrific. I blame myself for letting them suggest it in the first place.

"No. I hope you believe me because there is no way I could have convinced your mother to suggest such a thing to you. Even if I had been fully on board."

"You mean you weren't?"

I shook my head. "Look, if you and I had connected - that way - on our own, of course I'd love to..." I lowered my voice, "sleep with you. But this? I never would have suggested it. What they were planning was just too - clinical."

"Is it serious with you two?"

"If you're asking me if Josie is using me for a fling before she moves on, I certainly hope not."

"And you? What are your feelings towards Mom?"

I took a deep breath. Hailey deserved to know the truth.

"I love her. If we ever part, it won't be because I wanted it. I am deeply in love with your mother."

"And Anna?"

"Yes, Anna too."

"Does Mom know? That you're in love with Anna?"

"Of course she does."

Hailey slumped in her chair. She'd never had to navigate complex sexual relationships. "There was a time when I did want to sleep with you. Ironic, isn't it? The very act that cemented my mother's love for you triggered deep feelings in me."

"When I snuck her out of residence?"

Hailey nodded. "But now, I don't know. I - I don't think so."

I smiled. "Erika."

Hailey blushed. "Didn't see that coming."

"She is amazing."

"And when she came to the residence that time and extricated you from that nasty crowd. She was incredible. She had those drunken aggressive fools in the palm of her hand."

"Don't ever fuck with Erika."

"Well, about that."

"I think it's terrific. She's a great girl. You could do a lot worse."

"I know. Has she said anything about me?"

"Just that you make her horny as fuck and she really loves being with you."

"But she stills sleeps with you, doesn't she?"

"I won't lie."

"Oh Danny, I'm so confused. None of this makes any sense."

Hailey put her face in her hands and suppressed a sob.

"What is it? Why are you upset? There's nothing wrong with two women -"

"That's not it. That's not it at all."

"So what? What is it?"

Hailey looked up at me, near tears. "I'm crazy about Erika. She warms me, right in my very core, in a way no-one, certainly no man has ever done."

"That's good right? Because I happen to know Erika feels the same."

"No. That's not it at all. What I'm trying to say is, is, is..." She took a deep breath and swallowed hard. "Last night, while I was alone, I was, I was, well you know."

She was masturbating. I could hardly believe she was telling me this.

Why was she telling me this?

"Yes dear, I get it, go ahead."

Hailey would not meet my gaze. She was staring at her hands while she spoke. "While I was doing it I was thinking about...Josie."

Holy fuck. I judged the best thing to say here was nothing. I reached across the table and squeezed her hand. Hailey put her other hand on top of mine and held it there.

At last she exhaled and looked up at me. A single tear rolled down her cheek and dripped onto the table. "I'm sick. I'm a very sick person."

"No! You absolutely are not. Hailey. You said it yourself. Your mother is hardly recognizable since her transformation. It's not surprising you're looking at her differently."

"Are you kidding? It's sick, what I'm feeling. How can I tell Erika? I can't lie to her. I

won't

lie to her. And when I do tell her, she'll think me a pervert and dump me like a hot load of shit. Oh my God, I can't believe this. I shouldn't have told you. I'm so ashamed."

Tears were gushing now. Folks all around us were looking over, curious and concerned.

I was worried Hailey might do something weird. Something awful. She might even decide never to see Erika again.

What have I done?

Erika is going to kill me.

I had to do something. Say something. Anything to console her.

"Hailey, honey, it's okay. Really. What you are saying about Josie, sorry your mother, it's not weird. You said it yourself. She's changed. She's way sexier, and because of Erika you've just discovered you love women. That's great. I'm proud of you for coming to terms with what you want."

"But it's my mother! Don't you get it? I am one sick bitch!"

Now

that

, people heard.

"You're not sick. Want to know how I know?"

Hailey raised her eyebrows and waited for me to continue.

I took a deep breath and swallowed hard. "Because, Hailey. Because...Anna is my mother."

Yeah. I said it.

"What?" Hailey shouted. She lapsed into a fit of coughing. Between coughs she gasped. "Anna...is...your...mother?"

That didn't go quite as planned.

Hailey's eyes blazed. "You're having sex with your own mother? And I thought, I thought I was...Oh fuck, wait a minute!"

The penny just dropped.

"Oh no! Erika's your sister!"

Yep. It's out.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. Does Mom know? Danny, does my mother know about you and Anna and Erika?"

I shook my head. I couldn't speak.

"I thought I was sick. You, your mother, and your sister are all having sex with my mother, and you let me think I'm sick?"

Hailey pushed away from the table, grabbed her coat and ran out the door.

I didn't go after her. For one thing, I had to pay the bill.

More importantly, I had two calls to make. Pronto.

***

My calls to all four women had gone directly to voicemail. Josie and Anna always shut their phones off while having sex, but Erika was hit and miss. I wasn't sure about Audra.

As soon as I got home, I tried Anna's bedroom door but it was locked. Not unusual given her recent drift towards a more dominatrix persona. I put my ear to the door. All I could hear was a faint creaking of the bed and a woman's low gasps. 'oh, oh, oh, oh.'

"Anna," I said, loud enough to cut through whatever was going on in there. "Anna, I really need to talk to you."

Forty seconds later, a key was engaged and the extra lock released. The door opened a few inches and Anna poked her head out. "What is it? I'm kind of in the middle of something here."

By the viscous moisture coating her lips and dripping off her chin, I understood exactly what she was in the middle of.

"Something's come up. I need to talk to you. Right away."

Anna rolled her eyes. "This isn't about Audra and me is it? Because..."

"No! Anna, please. I just had a conversation with Hailey."

Anna's eyes widened. "Oh. And it can't wait?"

"Absolutely not."

"Wait here."

She closed the door. I went into the kitchen area and sat at the banquette. I thought it was weird she had kept so private about what was happening in her room. After all, it was just Audra and it's not like she and I haven't seen each other naked a dozen times.

Anna slipped into the three-sided banquette across from me. "What is it? What's happened with Hailey?"

"I'm not going to sugar coat it or give you a lengthy explanation. Suffice it to say she knows you're my mother and Erika is my sister."

Anna sat back. "I see. And she took this news how?"

"Like you'd expect."

"As in, screaming in anger?"

"As in, running out of the restaurant in tears."

"That's not good."

"There's more. Hailey told me that since she and Erika had sex, she's started to look at Josie's transformation in a whole new light."

"As in, she approves of it?"

"As in, she's drawn to her."

Anna wasn't following. I could see it in her face.

"Anna, Hailey is sexually attracted to her mother."

"She said this?"

"She told me she masturbates to her mother's image."

"Okay, this is interesting. I assume that's why you told her about me."

"I was trying to comfort her. To show her she wasn't sick or crazy."

"I take it she took the opposite point of view."

I nodded. "We have to tell Josie. Before Hailey gets to her. I tried calling. I think they've shut off their phones."

Anna rotated and stood out of the banquette. "Better roust the troops."

***

Within a few minutes, the five of us were sitting around the coffee table. Anna, Audra, and I sat on the couch, with Anna in the middle. Josie and Erika each took one of the easy chairs.

Audra was a little more put together than at lunchtime when she'd sat at the banquette in a complete sexual fugue, wearing one of Anna's transparent babydolls, oblivious that one of her gorgeous breasts was fully exposed.

Now she simply reclined against the back of the sofa, her feet up on the coffee table. Her glossy brown nylons were in much better shape; she must have changed them since lunchtime. She wore a clingy mid-thigh-length silk wraparound robe which did little to hide her spectacular curves or the welts of her fully-fashioned nylons.

Josie and Erika had managed to don a couple of short negligees, neither one of which hid their garters nor the firm outline of their nipples in the fine silk fabric.

Anna had changed into a black silk kimono, cut just below her pussy, revealing her gorgeous Cervin nylons and her long, lean legs.

No-one wore shoes. It was hard to concentrate surrounded by all the gorgeous nylon legs and feet.

"Danny has something to tell you," Anna said.

Great. So it was up to me. I'd hoped Anna would explain it. After all, as a university mathematics professor she's used to explaining all sorts of complex things. But of course, this isn't applied differential calculus.

It's much harder.

"Josie, this is mostly for you," I began. "You see, while you guys were all, um, occupied this afternoon, I got a call from Hailey. She wanted to talk."

"Is she reconsidering?" Josie asked brightly.

"No, she's not. Look, I'm not going to reveal everything we talked about, because I don't know if Hailey would want that. But there's one thing I did tell her that you need to know. Because it's, well..."

Erika leaned forward. "You mean..."

"Yeah." I held my sister's intense glare for several seconds, trying to discern her thoughts. It wasn't hard. "Audra, you need to hear this too."

Audra sat up and drew her feet under her bum on the couch. "Okay Danny, what is it?"

I sat forward to get a full view of Audra and Josie. "I told Hailey, and this may shock you..."

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves.

Fuck it

. Best to just get it out.

"Anna is my mother and Erika is my sister. We've been having sex for several months now, ever since I returned last spring from my first year of college."

BOOM.

No-one said a word.

Audra was sure as hell out of her fugue state now. She sat up straight and put her feet on the floor, forearms on her thighs, and leaned forward.

Josie slumped back into her chair, crossed her arms, and glared at Erika.

"I am sorry," Anna began. "I'm sorry we didn't tell you before. But everything developed so fast and before we knew it, we..."

"You had seduced us too," Josie said, "and before we knew it, we were all fucking. And you didn't want to spoil that. Is that what you're trying to say?"

Another silence. Josie had pretty much nailed it.

Erika was devastated. She had fallen hard for Hailey, and Josie for that matter, and she was seeing it all tumble away.

But it would have to come out sometime. Right?

"I was wrong not to tell you right up front," Anna began.

"It was wrong of us," I added, "but there just didn't seem to be a right time to say it."

Neither Josie nor Audra appeared to be listening.

Josie played with her nylons, pulling out a bit of fabric with her thumb and two fingers and letting it snap back to her thigh. Again and again.

She did not make eye contact.

Someone had to say something.

I thought about taking Josie aside to explain it to her, to tell her why I withheld this secret. To tell her how committed I am to our relationship.

I thought about Erika's raw sexuality and how I would do almost anything to still have her in my bed.

I thought about the transformations Audra and Josie had undergone, largely because they'd discovered the joys of sex, with me as their conduit, thanks entirely to my mother's sex training over the past summer.

But in the end, it was Audra who broke the silence.

"I started having sex with my father when I was eighteen."

Four heads snapped to Audra. Josie sucked in a breath but stayed silent.

"It was consensual," the gorgeous blonde continued. "It lasted about six months, during my first year of college.

"He'd been an absentee father since I was little. When he came back to my mother, she rejected him. But I was in a place in my life where I needed comfort. Believe it or not, I was Plain Jane in high school. Nobody gave me the time of day. Which turned out all right because it allowed me to concentrate on my schoolwork. I got a full-ride scholarship to Harvard.

"He was my first. So I was extremely naïve. But ultimately I realized it was wrong. Not just because he was my father, but because he had taken advantage of me. I was young, I developed very late, and so I was just coming into my own. I broke it off at the end of my freshman year. It was so hard because he made an incredible scene when I told him. I moved out of the house and he came after me. Stalked me. I couldn't get rid of him. And yet, I loved being...with him.

"I was so conflicted I nearly had a nervous breakdown.

"In my second year at Harvard, I got help. My therapist helped me realize my father had used me. He'd taken advantage of my naivete and my inexperience, just as I was blossoming into (dare I say it?) a beautiful young woman.

"I'd built an ice wall between myself and any prospective suitors as a defence mechanism to shield myself from other predators like my father. By the end of my fourth year, my ice shield was ten feet thick. I did not have sex in all my final three years at Harvard.

"After I started working in the fashion industry, I met my future husband. I wasn't crazy in love or anything like that. But something inside told me it was time. He checked most of the boxes. Especially the sex part. Or lack thereof. See, my father had always been so - horny. So I guess I just went for the opposite. I told myself I needed a husband who didn't place much importance on sex. And he didn't. He didn't talk about sex. He wasn't sexually aggressive. He didn't make comments about women's bodies. I liked that about him. I didn't want a big, lusty sex life. Sex with him was safe. It was easy, quick. No pressure. Of course now that I know what I know, it was terribly boring. But after my father, in that time of my life, boring sex was what I needed. Or thought I needed.