I should start with a little background. My name is Sandy and I'm 51 years old. I'm on my second marriage to a wonderful man (Michael) who is ten years older than me. We both have kids from previous marriages. I have my daughter Katie, who is now 18 and my son Trevor who is now 21. Michael has two sons, David and Daniel who are now 27 and 29, respectively. Michael and I have a very open relationship with each other -- we are swingers. Fortunately, he and I are on the same wavelength and enjoy many of the same things, sexually and non-sexually, after all, some of the most non-sexual things can often be very sensual things. In addition to swinging with other couples, Michael and I both play with other individuals from time to time. I must admit that I get more of an opportunity to do so because he works very hard full-time, but I only work part-time. So I get to go shopping and spend his rather large salary and generally have fun. It's even easier to do that now that none of our kids are living at home anymore. Katie was the last to leave and now she's in college full-time -- she's a freshman. All of the kids come home to visit from time to time of course, and Katie will probably come home for the summer after she's done with her first year. As it is, she lives about 2 hours from home, so we see her some on weekends. This story is about one of those weekends.
Katie is a very attractive young woman. She's tall and slender, and a natural blonde with long, straight hair. She didn't get that from me, though, because my hair is naturally curly and my blonde comes from a bottle. She has legs that I or any other woman would kill to have and small breasts -- barely a B cup, and I know she often wears an A cup, depending on the brand of bra. Despite her wonderful looks, she didn't have that many boyfriends in high school. She dated occasionally, but never had a long-term relationship. I'm sure that a large reason for that is that she is quite shy. In addition to not being very outgoing, it's fair to say she is a bit of a prude. She definitely wore more conservative clothes than her mom, because anyone who knows me knows that I love to find a style that is sexy, classy, and somewhat revealing, all at the same time. Katie and I did talk about sex some too, and she was pretty open about telling me that she was still a virgin when she left for college. Even so, I made sure to send her off with a box of condoms, just in case. Her virginity, and plan to remain a virgin while in high school at least, was probably another reason she didn't date much in high school. Most high school boys seem to fall into one of two categories, either they are so scared of girls or getting someone pregnant that they swear off sex until marriage or they are so horny that they will have sex with anything with a heartbeat. Because of Katie's good looks, most of the boys who hit on her fell into the latter category, and she did not. In some ways I was a bit jealous because the boys I knew who did hit on her were really good-looking, but I had to satisfy myself with merely fantasizing about what I could teach them if I ever got the chance.
Katie and I talked on the phone on a regular basis after she left for college and I was happy for her when she told me that she had met a really great guy and started dating him. After about 3 months of dating him she called me to say that she was planning on coming home for a weekend and that her boyfriend Rick was coming with her. I asked her when she planned to get home and she said they'd be home Thursday evening. I had to work on Friday, but told them that I would love to take them out to dinner Thursday night and then decide what to do on the weekend after they got home. Like a good mom who doesn't know exactly what Katie would want, I made sure to put fresh sheets on the bed in her room and the one in the guest room. It would not have bothered me if they had wanted to stay in the same room, but given Katie's history, I wanted to give her the option of them staying in separate rooms anyway.
I was already home from work on Thursday night when they got home. Katie introduced me to Rick as they set their bags down in the living room and our puppy ran around excited to meet someone new. Rick was very polite and friendly, and after he called me Mrs. Taylor, I politely corrected him and told him to call me Sandy. But more than being a nice guy, he was quite the looker. I'm not ashamed to admit that I did feel some blood rush to my head and certain other body parts when I first saw him and shook his hand. Rick was tall, probably 6'2", with dark hair, a chiseled jawbone, slender body that I suspected was pretty muscular underneath, and a slightly darker complexion that made me think he had some Mediterranean heritage in him. As I found out later, he was roughly half Italian and half Irish. My husband Michael wasn't home because he was out of town on business until Saturday morning, so until then it was just the three of us. After a little bit of small talk Rick asked where the bathroom was and I pointed him down the hall. That was perfect because I could mention to Katie that I had made both beds but if they wanted to share a room, I would understand and it wouldn't bother me. I felt more comfortable leaving that decision to Katie than making it for them or telling her in front of Rick. She told me that he slept over at her dorm room when her roommate was gone, but that it might feel weird to sleep together at home, so they would probably opt for separate rooms. I got the distinct feeling that she was no longer a virgin, but Rick returned before we could have any long conversations about it.
I suggested that we go to a nice little restaurant nearby that I've always liked. We're near a big city, so there are lots of options, but sometimes the best places are small out of the way restaurants, and this was good because it was quiet enough that we could talk easily and I could get to know Rick some. Dinner was nothing special, and when we got home we stayed up and talked some more, but I had to work the next day so I went off to bed around 11. I fantasized a little about Rick before going to sleep because he was such a handsome guy. I was also rather curious to know how much he and Katie had done sexually since they seemed to be pretty close overall.
The next morning I got up at 6 and got ready for work as usual. Both Katie and Rick were still asleep when I left, so I just left them a note saying that there was plenty of food in the fridge for breakfast and that I'd see them after work. Like a fool, I didn't mention when I'd get home from work.
Normally I work a full day on Fridays, but this particular day was a light day at work and since I wanted to see more of Katie and Rick while they were home, I decided to knock off early -- around 2pm. I got home shortly after two o'clock, pulled in the driveway and went in the front door. I didn't see Katie and Rick at first, so I thought I'd drop my purse in the kitchen then look for them. I must not have made much noise when I came in because on the way to the kitchen I looked into the family room and saw an incredible sight. Katie was dancing in the middle of the room in front of Rick, who was sitting on the sofa. Katie had nothing on but a red bra, and Rick had nothing on except a condom on his hard cock that he was stroking as he watched Katie dance to the music. Before I could say anything Katie saw me and was about as startled as she had ever been in her life, I'm sure. The condom on Rick's penis answered the question for me about whether they had ever had sex, and rather than feeling any anger, I just became flushed. Katie grabbed for her clothes and Rick, who was scared as all hell, grabbed a nearby blanket to cover up.
Katie half screamed, half-cried, "Mom, I thought you weren't going to be home until 5!"
"Obviously," I replied. But I was too turned on to say anything more. As Katie stared at me and clearly wanted me to leave the room, I had no motivation to. I wanted to see more of Rick, and surprisingly I wanted to see more of Katie too. I had seen her naked on numerous occasions, and always admired her great looks, but now it was more than just admiring a beautiful young woman. I was downright turned on!
I had to say something, so I just decided to go for it. Rather than try and play psychological games, I decided to be very straightforward. So I just blurted out, "Katie, don't go anywhere, just sit down and I want to say something to you and Rick." Katie sat down next to Rick with a very pained expression on her face, not knowing what to expect or how I felt. I continued. "Now I don't want either of you to be ashamed of what you were just doing. To be honest, both of you are so sexy that I can't imagine that either of you would want to ever leave the dorm room. And to be 100 percent honest with you, what I just saw didn't make me mad, it turned me on." They both looked totally confused, but at least they knew I wasn't about to throw a fit. "I've had quite a lot of sex with more than my share of men, and women, over the years, and I promise you that it's tough to find two people as sexy as you two." Katie knew that I was bisexual, or that I had had numerous bisexual experiences even though she didn't know to what extent, and I'm certain she never thought I looked at her that way. No matter what, I thought I should say it because Rick didn't know. "Yes, I'm bisexual, and I don't want you two to stop what you were doing, I'd just rather participate a little bit. After all, it's not very often that I get to see such sexy young things in my own home, is it?" By now they were both looking at me like I was crazy, but they were both still speechless. I moved from the chair I was sitting on to kneel nearer to them.
Finally Katie was able to mutter, "But, but, but Mom, this is so weird, and not really right. I mean, Rick's MY boyfriend, and you're MY mom."
Of course that was the toughest thing to explain, but I did my best. "Well, honey, I know it seems strange and all, but when it comes down to it, we're all just human beings and we like to feel good. We like to feel good physically, emotionally, mentally. Maybe we can just think of this as a chance to feel good physically without worrying about any other baggage that may normally accompany sex." I couldn't believe that I was trying to make a rational argument for what I wanted to happen, but I didn't know how else to do it. That's how my mind works. "For instance, I know that you two are attracted to each other, and that I've spent the last couple minutes lusting after both of you -- yes, BOTH of you." I looked at Katie. "Do you mind if I ask what you two think of me?" I was wearing a lime green tank top and a white and green skirt that went to my knees. I had kicked off my sandals when I got inside, and under my clothes I had a green bra and panties. I need to wear a bra at work because I have C cup -- almost D cup -- breasts that have a tendency to bounce and be distracting otherwise. I turned to Rick specifically, "You're a really handsome young man -- do you think I'm attractive?"
