Forbidden Fruit - Sex Stories

Forbidden Fruit

... be wondering the rest of your life."

"I know," Eileen said, putting her hands on top of her Moms. "I've been thinking about that. If it was just Adam that would be one thing. But Kate will be there. What do I do then?"

"Haven't you ever thought about that?"

Eileen hesitated. She saw her mother's face in the glass, the soft eyes looking to the side. "Sometimes."

"Before Kate, haven't you seen a woman you've liked, and wondered what it would be like?" Abbey asked.

"Yes." The quickness of Eileen's response intrigued Abbey.

"Who?"

Eileen slid her hands up her mother's arms. "You."

It wasn't the answer Abbey was expecting. Instinctively, she kissed Eileen's neck. Eileen felt a flutter flow through her body and she leaned back into her Mom's body.

"Really? Why?" Abbey said with surprise.

"You're beautiful, and intelligent, and...," Eileen said.

"Whoa. Better stop there while I'm still ahead," Abbey said.

Eileen giggled nervously and turned her head. Abbey kissed her cheek.

"What about you?" Eileen asked.

"Have I wondered what it would be like? Sure."

"But you never...," Eileen began.

"No."

"Why?" Eileen asked.

"Never found the right girl," Abbey said. "Until..."

"Until what?"

"Until you," Abbey said.

While Eileen considered the significance of what her mother just said, Abbey moved her hands up to Eileen's neck and shoulders. She massaged them lightly, appreciating the tender skin of the twenty-one-year-old ...

... woman.

"What do you mean by that, exactly?" Eileen said with a hint of inquisitiveness.

"I mean I find you beautiful and intelligent. And I have to admit I was jealous that Kate approached you and made her offer," Abbey said.

Eileen was honestly surprised at the admission. "Oh, I'm sorry Mom. I didn't mean to..."

Abbey continued to rub her daughter's shoulders. "Don't worry about it. I want you to be happy. I'm glad she talked to you."

"But you would have accepted on the spot," Eileen said.

Abbey paused. "Probably. But I'm in a different situation. I'm forty one, not twenty one. I won't get many more chances like that. Maybe I never will."

Eileen felt guilty, but completely understood what her mother was saying. She took hold of Abbey's hands and brought them forward from her shoulders and onto the bare skin below the front of her neck. Eileen pressed them harder against her skin and then let Abbey control them.

Neither woman wanted to take charge, necessarily. But Abbey knew what happened next was probably up to her. She spread her fingers and slid her hands down until they began to slip inside Eileen's dress. Immediately she felt the rise of her daughter's full breasts.

"I want to know what it would feel like if Kate touched me," Eileen said softly.

The words served two purposes. They allowed Abbey to know what she was thinking, and they allowed Abbey to continue.

"I don't know if it would be the same," Abbey whispered.

"I think it would. Only ...