Conclusion
Sara was home alone the next day, trying to make sense of her feelings. Once again she had lost control of herself sexually with her daughter. This time, however, was even worse. Not only had she participated in the sex with Mindy and Frankie but she had become the instigator at some point, taking control of the sex and getting what she had needed.
Christ, she thought, it was as if she was a schizophrenic or something. Everything on the rational side of her brain knew that what was happening was wrong. Then there was another part of her that loved it, that craved it almost. What was wrong with her, she wondered. I'm as sick as Mindy.
Her daughter, she realized was running around like some sex crazed slut, fucking everything in sight. Sara knew that there had been a time in her own life when sex had been the most important thing in the world to her but she had never fucked her own father and then brought her boyfriend home to share with her mother. My god, there had to be boundaries didn't there?
Her thoughts were disturbed by the sound of her doorbell. She had no idea who would be calling on anyone here in the middle of a weekday. Mindy was in school and Mark was at work. She would normally be gone but had taken a personal day to try and sort things out. For all the good that was doing her.
She looked out the window and was surprised to see Gina, Mindy's friend at the door. She opened the door wondering why she wasn't in school.
"Hi Gina."
"Hey Mrs. J."
"Is everything all right? How come you're not in school honey?"
"Actually I'm too upset to go to school. Is it ok if I come in?"
"Oh I'm sorry. Of course Gina come in."
Gina walked in and plopped down on the sofa. Sara couldn't help but notice the semi-slutty way Gina dressed. Short skirt, tight t-shirt with her nipples practically poking through and heels that made her look inches taller than she really was. Was that the way girls dressed now in high school? Sara suddenly felt older than she had five minutes ago.
"What's wrong Gina? Is everything all right with your family?" She sat down next to Gina on the couch.
"No Mrs. J. My family is the problem."
Sara knew Gina's mother slightly from mutual school events they had attended. A pretty redhead but very reserved with people she didn't know well. Gina's father she knew not at all. Obviously her brother Frankie was very familiar to her. She felt herself actually blushing at the thought of him.
"If there's any way I can be of help I'd be glad..."
'I'm not sure that you can help much Mrs. J. See, you're part of the problem."
"I'm part of the problem? What are you talking about?"
Gina leaned closer to Sara.
"Can I be like really honest with you?"
"Yes but I..."
Gina looked Sara right in the eyes and smiled.
"Did you fuck my brother?"
Sara blushed and involuntarily pulled back with a look of astonishment on her face.
"My god Gina where did you get an idea like that?"
"From Frankie. Oh I mean he didn't tell me that himself but I heard him talking about it. And don't bother asking who he was talking to, I won't tell."
Sara's mouth dropped open. For the moment she was speechless.
"Oh don't bother denying it Mrs. J. The truth is written all over your face."
"Gina I don't know how I can explain what..."
"Explain? What's to explain? My brother's way younger than you are and you're married too. What the hell Mrs. J?"
Sara was stunned and she was having a hard time putting a coherent sentence together at this point.
"I..."
"Do you know how much trouble you can get in for that? You're like a pedophile or something."
"No no..."
"Yes you are. I don't know what my mom will say if she finds out. She'll probably call the police or something."
Sara felt herself panicking.
"Gina no, please, that can't happen. Oh my god I don't believe this. Let me explain please."
Sara felt her whole world falling apart. In her despair she didn't notice how Gina was smiling at her, reveling in her discomfort.
'Well I don't know how we could keep this quiet Mrs. J. I could probably convince Frankie to keep his mouth shut I suppose but it would take some doing on my part."
Sara felt the slightest glimmer of hope.
"Do you think..."
'Ummm. Maybe."
'Please Gina. This could tear apart both of our families if it came out."
"Well if I agree to make Frankie keep his mouth shut you'd owe me a big favor wouldn't you?"
"Yes. Yes of course." She couldn't imagine what favor she could do for this girl in order to insure her silence but whatever it was she had no choice. It seemed like everyone was in control of her life except her these days.
"I don't know what I could do for you Gina but I'll do what I can to help."
Gina smiled.
"I knew you would Mrs. J. Maybe you could help me out right now actually."
"I'm afraid I don't understand."
"Oh I think you'll figure it out soon enough." Gina slid over next to Sara on the couch.
"Umm you've got such nice hair Mrs. J." She reached out and ran her fingers through Sara's hair.
"Gina, what...?"
"I love those earrings, mind if I take a closer look?" Gina leaned in to Sara, close enough so that Sara could feel Gina's breath on her earlobe. Her tongue flicked out and licked Sara's earlobe.
Sara jumped back in surprise.
"What in god's name do you think you're doing Gina?"
"What do you think I'm doing?" Her hand slid around Sara's neck and pulled her head towards her. Her lips just grazed Sara's before Sara again pulled back.
"Gina, stop that! What in the hell's gotten into you.?"
"Umm, nothing yet but hopefully your tongue's gonna be in me soon. Come on Mrs. J. Why don't we go upstairs and have some fun?"
"Gina, I don't know what makes you think that I would ever..."
"What makes me think that you would have sex with me? My brother's cock that you were sucking last night for one thing." She laughed. "You're going to do exactly what I tell you to do or else I'll make sure that everyone knows that you like screwing young boys."
"Your brother is no boy Gina, he's twenty years old."
"And you're what Mrs. J. almost forty or something? He's young to you and that's the way that everyone else will see it too." She leaned in closer to Sara.
"I don't give a shit if you fuck my brother every night Mrs. J. From what I hear he likes you. Well," she laughed, "your pussy anyway. Thing is, I want some of it too."
Sara jumped to her feet.
"My god Gina! The nerve of you! I want you to leave right now!"
Gina smiled and leaned back against the couch. She spread her legs apart and her short skirt rode up her legs exposing her panties. Her hand dropped down between her legs and began just lightly rubbing the thin material covering her pussy. She looked up at Sara.
"What's wrong Mrs. J.? Never been with a girl before? That's not what I hear. I hear that you like threesomes. Umm that feels good. Ohhh. I hear that you like cock and pussy all mixed together. Ohh shit I'm wet. I'm betting that deep down you'd like to eat some pussy right now."
Sara stared down at the young girl smiling up at her while she rubbed her pussy. She understood the implications of Gina's reference to threesomes. Somehow she knew about Mindy's involvement with her and Frankie the day before. Obviously her brother had blabbed the information and Gina had found out. Now Gina was holding all the cards much the same way that Mindy had the day before. Shit!
Gina could see the fight go out of Sara's expression. She knew she had her now. Whatever she wanted now, this woman would have no choice. She reached up and took Sara's hand and gently pulled her down unto the couch next to her.
"Relax. I'm not gonna bite you. At least not yet." She giggled.
"You're very pretty Sara. You don't mind if I call you Sara do you? Why don't we go upstairs to your bedroom? We can get all comfy there."
She pulled Sara to her and pressed her lips to Sara's. Her hot little tongue pushed into Sara's mouth and her hand slipped to Sara's breast.