GLENDA - Sex Stories

GLENDA

... left - my Mom's house again. And I'm damned if I'm gonna go back there right now." She was looking positively grim. Although tiny, she has a strong will, and is not easy to influence. Like many small women I have known, her size is an inverse indication of the size of her character. She was a dynamic individual as a c***d, as a woman she was even more so. "Why? Wanta tell me what happened?" I asked, genuinely curious. I have always liked Glenda. Maybe she needed an ear that was willing to listen. She thought about it for a couple of minutes. I looked at her, and she was looking at me with a kind of strange look on her face. "What's the matter?" I asked. "I'm just gonna feel kinda funny telling you some of the stuff I think I'm gonna say. I mean, you've been my Mom's friend for a lot of years. I remember you reading me stories when I was eight or nine. I used to fall asl**p on your lap." She replied. "You've always been there for us when we needed you. I guess I kind of feel odd about it, but I do need to talk about it to someone." There was a soft tone in her voice that was unfamiliar to me. I'd dated her mom for a number of years before I realized that she and I would never be anything more than friends. That's okay, but Glenda reminded me - now more than ever - of the side of her mom that I had always been attracted to. "Glenda, you're grown up now. I'm your friend too. If there's anything I can do, all you have to do is ask. I remember those story sessions, too. Very ...

... fondly. I know you and your mom have not been getting on, but that's okay. I promise you that whatever you say will stop here, and I also promise you that I will not judge you. I'll just listen." Was my answer. "Yeah. You've always been like that. Okay. Here goes." And she began telling me the story of what she had been going through from her perspective. I do not choose to go into it in great detail here. Suffice it to say that she had been through hell. And due to her Mom's well intentioned house rules - which Glenda had difficulty accepting - she felt at a very early age that she had no choice except to move out, and try and find another place to stay. Here, let me add that her mom is a real sweet lady, of good character and of a generally kind nature. Of all her k**s, however, Glenda has always reminded her of herself. Because of that she has always been a little more aware of the picadillos that Glenda - being energetic, adventurous, and intelligent - was quite likely to be involved in. Mom had pretty much done the same general kind of things herself as a girl, but could no longer admit it, even to herself. Her mom is very religious and believes firmly that there are certain moral things that a "good" girl should not do. When Glenda discovered her first orgasm at age 11, that started a disagreement that was still going on. Glenda explained to me that she really likes having orgasms, and genuinely can't understand why her mom seems to be incapable of understanding that it ...