Mildred's Sexual Evolution - Sex Stories

Mildred's Sexual Evolution

... Millie."

"Deal," I said. Then I got dressed, said 'good bye and good luck', and headed on toward home. On the way home, I detoured for some lunch at a fast-food outlet, not because I was all that hungry, and I didn't particularly like fast food anyway, but I figured I needed some extra time to collect myself after the past intense few hours.

HOW MILDRED BECAME MILLIE - THE SEQUEL

After a few moments to collect myself from my brief liaison/affair(?) with Millie's mom, I arrived home wondering if this had ruined everything, or whether it was just a first weird step in a great new relationship. I wondered if I would hear from Millie during the two weeks she was away at camp. I was warned that even the counselors were not allowed to call on the phone, but that they could send mail. Unfortunately, I couldn't remember if I'd actually given her my mailing address, but hoped she could figure something out.

So, family life went on. On my construction job, I quickly found out that hauling lumber and shingles, while it paid better, was more work than dipping scoops of ice cream. After my second day of work, my sister Karen handed me the phone saying it was 'some strange woman' who wanted to talk to me. The only person it could be was Millie's mom, and all she had to say was that she had received a letter addressed to me, and did I want to come and pick it up? I said I would be over after I had eaten. As I hung up the phone, Karen couldn't wait to start asking me about my ...

... relationship with Millie.

"Seems this relationship is moving right along. What has she done for you besides write you a letter since you updated me after your first date? I never asked you about your bicycle ride."

I obliged my sister with most of the details of our stay in the cabin, and again thanked her for her 'lessons.' I also mentioned my insistence that Millie wear her bra on our return and how that was just as fortunate as my call to wear our suits that afternoon at the river. I then just alluded to how her mom seemed to approve of our relationship. My sister didn't need the details of that strange encounter.

So, a quick pedal after supper and Mrs. Miller (I figured it was safer to return to that from "Lori") handed me the letter. She pointed out that, written on the outside was a request to her that she make sure that I wrote back. I thanked her for the letter, and rode on home. There, I inspected the envelope very carefully to see if it had already been opened. It didn't appear to have been, but as a hedge against her mother's opening the letter, the contents were just a very breezy 'letter from camp' review of her first day and what were her responsibilities. I sat right down and wrote a letter that did say that her mother and I had talked, and that she seemed to approve of our relationship. I then even suggested some of the things we could do upon her return and wondered how she might reply directly to me when she knew there was no chance her mother would ...