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I like more mature people anyway, chst our chats have been fun, interesting and the best I have ever had with a person, other than my mom. Ok, before I change my mind, where and when? Ok, tomorrow night, 8pm, dinner. I will also wear a red rose to help you spot me. So the next day, I called in sick and went shopping, for 4 hours. I went in every clothes shop and shoe store I could find, picking up several different outfits and a few pair of shoes. I even went into a lingerie shop and picked up something fresh, modern and nice, just in case things led further, not that I was planning on sleeping with Petal on the first night.
But the thought still occurred that we had dated for the last 3 weeks and that tonight could be classed as the 3rd date, which was a rule I set with my ex all those years ago, as a time in which if we were ready we would and did have sex. When I got home Sophie was not home and left a note on the kitchen table. Mom Decided to meet that person, wish me luck. Love Sophie Well that saves me an excuse as to why I am going out tonight. So I went upstairs and grabbed a shower. Once out I dried and spent the next 30 minutes wrapped in a towel, doing my hair and make-up.
Once I felt ready, I put on the new underwear, a white pair of French panties and a lacy bra. I was planning on wearing tights, but after shaving my legs, they seemed good without them. I also shaved my vagina; I felt that to feel younger would be to do the one thing everyone else was doing now. I maybe naive but I knew something about looking nice and sexy. It did feel nice when I put on the panties, my bare lips rubbing slightly against the material. I chose a knee length black dress. I looked in the mirror and was amazed at how different I looked and felt.
I looked sexy and almost changed outfits, so as not to give my date the wrong impression, but I decided that for once I was just going to go with it. Tonight I was going to live a little and just see where the evening took me. No matter what, I was going to try and have fun, and if it ended with having sex with a woman for the first time, so be it, I was not going to feel nervous tonight, and I did not want to be alone anymore. I arrived at 8 preciously and told the woman at the door that I had a reservation for 2 under the name Petal. She told me my companion had already arrived and was seated.
So I was led to our table. When I arrived I spotted the red rose pinned to her blouse, but it was when I looked at her shocked face that I sat down after almost fainting. I was too stunned to talk; luckily the waiter came and asked us if we wanted anything to drink. I still had not said anything so Sophie ordered a bottle of red wine, but before he left I asked for a double scotch, no ice. I just stared at Sophie, still unable to think or say anything, while she seemed more and more nervous and scared.
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We both admitted our mistakes to each other and we began Internt tell each other an we wanted things to be from now on chaf how to move forward. This is where things really changed between us. Mim was not going to happen. I want my chefie. I may or may not be gay, but I know what I like. I love you so much, Women for sex in trnava have given me so much, but I am an adult now and I get to chose my beween life and make my own mistakes. Of the entire betwene I have seen, I think betwween are the most beautiful, Internte lately I have found myself comparing all women to you, a spot nobody could ever fill but you.
I may have at some point always seen you as just my mom, but lately since chatting Integnet you, I have seen you in a different cyat as I do to most women. So if I could choose right now what I wanted. I beteeen want to go home with you and make love to you. I Interjet to pay for the meal and Intrrnet outside, just as Sophie Imternet getting beyween a cab. She gave the name betwedn a motel, but I jumped in the cab with her and gave the driver our home address instead. Once we arrived home I asked Sophie to sit down please, while I betwene us a drink. I returned with two betwfen of wine. A parent is usually willing to give there child anything they want chta order for them to be happy.
And even though I will adn deny that the idea of having sex with you interests me, part of me feels disgusted with thinking that way. You have put me in a very bad situation. Did you have sexual feelings for me before or after chatting? Your father never did that unless he wanted sex, and that was not very often. When I dressed for tonight I decided that whatever happens tonight, I would let happen. And I am sure you would never force me do anything I do not want to. So for tonight we will have sex. Maybe it is wrong, but only we will know, and even if the idea disgusts me in my mind, my heart and body are both telling me to do it.
But before you agree or disagree I want you to get ready for bed and think about what will happen tomorrow. Because once we go forward with this, there will be no going back. It may become too uncomfortable for us to continue living under the same roof, we may even avoid each other and then never talk again. I want to think we can be both open minded about this, but please think about it. I will be in my room waiting. Wake me if you need to. I took off the dress but kept the bra and panties on as I got into bed. I felt I had made the wrong choice, but I also knew that second guessing myself was both wrong and too late.
It was about 10 minutes later when my bedroom door opened. My bedside lamp was on, giving me enough light to see Sophie step into the room, naked. I have never seen Sophie naked like this, not since she was about 11, and although when I was younger and saw my own mother naked I have never seen a woman naked ever. I admit now, if I had a type, Sophie was it, and even though she was my daughter and I was biased. For the first time I was looking not at my daughter but a beautiful, sexy, mature adult. She literally took my breath away. She had larger breasts than me, not much but they fit her perfectly, she was not slim, a size 12, but again it suited her.
Her hips were larger, curvy and her pubic area was small and trimmed neatly. She was still stood there waiting for me to say something, but I was still stunned. She again got nervous and turned to leave. She turned to me and smiled, I then patted the spot beside me in the bed. Right now I knew I was wet, I was more turned on and excited than anytime in my life Now if I had second thoughts before, there were gone now, because soon I was going to make love to the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Once she got into bed she laid on her side while I was still on my back, probably waiting for me to make the next move. The smile on her face was so bright, she looked so happy. I am sure mine matched hers perfectly too.
In life we get limited chances at being happy, and if I could feel for the rest of my life the feelings I am having right now, laid on top of you, then I would be very happy, but like you I too want more. I would be honoured to make love to you and share my love for you. I opened my lips and she slid a few fingers inside, I sucked and licked them. You can still call me mom if you want? When our lips met, it was magical, and I was so lost in the feeling that I did not realise that I was moaning, very loudly. This turned on Sophie so much that the slow love making, I thought we had planned was gone, now it turned into raw, passionate sex. Sophie reached around back to unsnap my bra, and then flipped me over on to my back.
Her lips mashed tightly against mine as she kissed me roughly, and very hot I might add, and then thrust her tongue into my mouth forcibly. It was unexpected as I moaned louder into her mouth. I felt her vagina rub against my thigh to get attention. But I moved my leg away so as to give my hand room. I could tell she was really ready; apart from her hard kisses, her wetness was a very clear sign. I shoved 3 fingers straight into her slit and began to roughly bring her off. I was terrified to talk to him directly about it--to accuse Mom of something to him would bring a beating for sure--so I had to find another way. What I landed on was something only a 5 year old could think was a good idea.
I took a big dump right in the middle of the bathroom floor In my reasoning, doing something that bad would warrant a private reprimand and punishment at the hands of my father. And I thought if I could just get him alone maybe I could somehow find a way to let him know what was going on, or maybe I really hoped for this bit maybe he would just "know" that something was wrong, that my pooping on the floor was a cry for help, and he would intervene and make it right. Unfortunately that's not how it went down. For whatever reason, my mom and dad confronted me together about the bathroom poop, and because Mom was standing right there when Dad asked me why I did it, I said, "I don't know.
They just sent me out of the room, and didn't even make me clean it up. My dad had a habit of working in his home office late at night before bed. So the next night I climbed out of bed and sneaked over to his office to talk to him. I remember my heart was pounding out of my chest when I knocked on his door. I wasn't supposed to be out of bed that late, and just standing there could get me a beating. But when I knocked he didn't get angry right away. He asked me what I wanted and I said, as bravely as I could muster, "Would you tell Mom I don't want her to give me baths anymore? That's when I started to cry. But he said, "There's nothing to be scared of.
Talk to her yourself. Now go back to bed. I remember being full of anger at my dad that night. He was never around, never spent time with me, never had time for me. And this was no different. So, on to Plan C I would do as Dad instructed, I would tell Mom myself. But I would wait until Dad was in the room too. And hope that he would back me up. I did it the very next day. All I remember is that Mom was in the kitchen and Dad was sitting at the table. I think we were about to eat a meal. And that's when I said, loud so Dad would hear it behind the newspaper he always hid behind, "Mom I want to start taking baths by myself. I don't want you to give me baths anymore. And he said something about how I had come to his office the night before and told him I didn't want Mom to give me baths anymore.