This story almost 14,000 words in length and is contained in one entry. It may start slow to some, as my goal was to show the reason and build up to the main character's decision and actions. This is not a "wow, mom you're hot. Let's do it" quickie type of story. I hope you enjoy it.
Six years ago my husband and I purchased a small house in the mountains along a dead end dirt road. There were about a dozen small homes along the three mile length of road, most used as summer and weekend retreats by the owners, and the remaining few actually occupied year round by residents. We purchased the house, which we referred to as a cabin due to its small size, with the intent of using it for vacationing and eventually moving into it for our retired years.
I teach history and an assistant basketball coach at a rural town about three hours away from the cabin, so taking a quick weekend trip was not inconvenient. In the summer, our son, Seth, and I would go the cabin for about a month since both of us were out of school. My husband's work kept him on the road, so we'd usually not see him during that time. Seth loved going and exploring through the woods surrounding the cabin, and spent hours looking for arrowheads and any old artifacts from previous homesteads in the area. With the exception of a home down the road about 1/8th of a mile, we were secluded from the rest of the world.
A few years after we purchased the cabin, the house down the road went up for sale and was purchased by a woman in her mid-forties and her son Martin, who was a few years older than Seth, and had just started his first year of college. Seth and Martin struck up a friendship and began spending time together on the weekends and summers we were there. The first summer that they met there was not that much time the two spent together but the next few years they became inseparable, which left me feeling a bit lonely and neglected for my son's time.
The summer after Seth's first year of college I was invited by Madeline, Martin's mother and our neighbor, for coffee at her house. Accepting her offer, I found Maddy, as she told me to call her, to be a very interesting person. She was very intelligent but not arrogant, and was very pragmatic in her beliefs, yet not monotonous. She was a beautiful woman: full figured brunette, large breasts, and tan skin. I always thought my D cups were big, but she made this mousy blonde feel small. Over the course of the summer she and I saw each other at least four times a week, conversing about subjects from gardening to family to historical events.
The next summer I arrived at the cabin without Seth, as he was finishing up an internship his father had gotten him with an associate's business. I called Maddy to inform her I had arrived and to let me know when she got free time so we could catch up. Maddy seemed excited to hear from me and invited me to come the next day.
I arrived at Maddy's and was astonished by how she was dressed. All other times she was dressed somewhat conservable, khaki shorts and a button up shirt, or a knee length sun dress. Her hair was usually in a ponytail or a bun. This time she was wearing what looked like a solid royal blue swim bottom with a very tight gray tee shirt. It was very apparent she was not wearing a bra as her nipples were protruding very noticeably underneath the cloth. It wasn't the casualness that caught my attention, or the fact that she was not only braless, but that she was baring her legs and the bottom was clinging to her buttocks tightly. I had never given much thought to Maddy's physicality, but with the way she was dressed, I could tell that for a now-late forty-something woman, Maddy was definitely in good shape. Full bodied, but not overweight in the slightest, and her nipples confirmed that she still maintained firmness in her breasts.
Maddy invited me to have a seat so we sat and drank coffee while catching up on the last few months since we'd seen each other. It was hard for me to concentrate due to the way Maddy was sitting. She was on the couch across from me, her right foot on the seat with her thigh and knee pressed against her body, and her heel of her left leg curled sideways and back with the hell of her foot placed at her crotch. The bottoms she was wearing barely covered the width of her crotch, as there was an obvious patch of pubic hair peeking from both edges of the shorts.
"Are you alright? You seem distracted?" Maddy's question almost went missed as my lack of concentration had apparently become noticeable.
"Oh I'm fine." I said. "I just didn't sleep well last night." We continued talking as I strained to keep attention to her as I tried to decipher Maddy's new attire.
The door to the bedroom opened and Martin walked out, wearing some modest shorts and a tee shirt, but from his wet hair obviously had just showered. He walked over behind Maddy and bent over the back of the couch and kissed her on the cheek as Maddy raised her head to look back and accept his kiss.
"Bye, mom." Martin said as he hurried to the door. "I'll catch you later tonight. Oh, hey Sara!"
"Bye, love! Be careful." Maddy said. I quickly said goodbye to Martin as he exited the door. Maddy always called Martin 'Love'. At first it seemed creepy but as time went on I found it to be sweet that she had a pet name for him.
After a few hours I left to return to the cabin. That night I kept wondering about the way Maddy was dressed. I also thought about Martin seeing his mother dressed like that. I assumed she was dressed like that earlier in the day, and Martin likely saw her. I wondered what he thought about that, surely noticing her large nipples protruding against her shirt, or did he too notice the small patch of hair sticky out the side of her shorts. Then I wondered, what was going through Maddy's mind? Did she not feel embarrassed to dress like that? I know I couldn't dress that way in front of Seth. I know he's seen me in a bathing suit and a few times in a bra and panties, but nothing ever intentional, and never anything that exposing.
About a week and a half went by, and each time I visited Maddy she was dressed in a somewhat similar fashion, and a few times either Martin was present or passing by. What had changed from over the last few years to make her suddenly become a bit of an exhibitionist? I also began to think: how many times was she dressed like this when Seth was present seeing Martin? Maybe I was putting more into this than I should, but still it kept rolling in my mind.
One day Maddy invited me to her house and said she wanted to speak to me about something. I was a little concerned as she never before requested to speak about anything, important or not. I kept thinking about what she'd need to speak to me about, but nothing came to mind. I walked to her house and spoke through the screen door.
"Hey, Maddy. It's me. You in there?"
"Yeah, hon. Come on in." Maddy hollered from down the hallway. "Make yourself at home. I'll be out in a minute."
I walked in and sat on the chair I normally took, a red-velvet cushioned antique with dark stained wooden arms and legs. Despite its archaic look, it was quite comfortable. I glanced around the room as I normally would, admiring the old framed photos of early 1900s portraits of random people Maddy bought from antique stores and flea markets. In front of me was an old walnut coffee table with ornately carved legs. It was on this table I noticed something that would change my life.
Placed near the edge of the table was an old, weathered, leather bound book that I had never seen before. I leaned over to look at the cover, which was titled in faded gold color "The Jocasta Society Doctrine". I opened the book and took a quick glance, flipping pages, not really intending to find out what the book was about, but to see if it had any artwork or photos. I finally came upon a few neatly drawn pen and ink drawings, each one of a nude male and female engaging in sex. A few more pages flipped and I discovered old sepia tinted photos of the same: couples engaging in sex. The thing I did noticed about the people in the photos, is that the males looked somewhat younger than the females, who appeared to be in their forties or older. I continued to flip until I got to the last few pages, which were a series of women's signatures, dated from 1901 to the last one dated 2021. The name on that date read "Maddy Frazer, Materfamilias." Maddy Frazer? This Maddy that I am visiting at this moment?
"I see you found something of interest." I looked up to see Maddy had entered the room and was standing at the end of the island counter, gathering two glass and a bottle of brandy.
"Oh, yeah...I was just flipping through it. I hope you don't mind." I closed the book cover and leaned back into my chair. Maddy sat down on the sofa on the other side of the table from me, leaning back and crossing her legs
"Absolutely not. If I didn't want you to see it I would have put it away. So... what do you think?"
"It's sort of a strange little book", I chuckled trying to make light of it. "I take that it is some sort of sexual instruction manual or something."
"Yes, something of that sort." Maddy seemed to be slightly cryptic about it.
"The women in the photos seem older than the men, who look like they are half their age." I dug a little further, hoping Maddy would come forth with the story about the book.
"They are." Maddy said, very factually.
"There's also a list...a list of names in the back."
"Yes. You are correct there. Is that all that interests you?" I felt as if Maddy wanted to tell me about the book, but was going to make me work for it.
