Thanksgiving and Christmas: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Thanksgiving and Christmas: Part 3

... she nearly cried.

Our session ended that afternoon with another nap cuddled together. After another shower, we got dressed and changed the sheets on my bed. We were both worn out and ordered dinner and had it delivered. Megan and I continued talking about relationships as we ate.

After dinner, we snuggled and streamed another movie. We slept in our own beds that night, which felt a little odd after spending two nights together. We'd gotten a few questions answered, but more remained. Maybe at some point in the future those would be answered also.

Susan and Michelle were both right. There was an underlying lust for each other that Megan and I shared. I say lust, but it was more like love. A different love than a mother's usual love for her daughter and vice versa.

We both felt better afterward, like a weight had been lifted from our shoulders. I had doubted Michelle's insight, but she was right. My little Megan was very enthusiastic in bed, and I began to look forward to Christmas and Michelle's plan. I'd only dreamed of what Michelle had planned. Hopefully, things would be as good if not better than my dreams. We'd find out and go from there.

The following week, I spent the night with Michelle. As we were eating dinner, I asked about the toys in the bathroom and Megan. Michelle was honest with me, and I appreciated it. She said Megan thought I was home and walked into the bathroom just as she was cleaning the toys. When Megan started asking about them, ...

... including how they were used, Michelle felt it was better for Megan to learn from someone she could trust. She swore they didn't have sex. Megan tried on Francis, and Michelle described how my strapless was used. I knew Megan lusted after Michelle, and from previous conversations with Michelle, I knew she wouldn't mind having Megan in her bed. I'd seen how they looked at each other when they thought I wasn't watching.

Michelle then said, "I was running late by that time. I asked Megan to change the sheets on the bed, but must have forgotten to put the toys away."

I nodded, "Thanks for being honest with me, Michelle. I already talked with Megan about it."

Michelle then commented, "I've noticed how you look and act around each other. It seems like you want to be together, but an invisible wall prevents you from doing that. Maybe with your approval, we could test that sometime."

I knew she was right, but I didn't want to admit I had more than motherly feelings for Megan. Maybe I should have gotten up and walked out when Michelle suggested Megan and I get together. But the way she explained everything was pretty right on. Their stories about the toys were believable, and I trusted them both. I confessed I had thought about Megan and I being intimate. Michelle smiled and told me it was natural. Megan and I were close and had suffered a loss, which helped us bond. The trip to Costa Rica sealed that bond. She was right, and it was probably better for us to get it out in the ...