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"Susan, I can't," I said.
It was the next day, and I had barely gotten the paint cans from the garage when Susan accosted me. She was already naked, having stripped the second Amy left. She was pressed against me in the living room.
"Henry, just make me come a few times and I'll let you get to work," she said.
"But Amy," I said, trying to resist the effect of Susan's body grinding against me.
"Amy doesn't know," she said in a teasing voice, "and all I'm asking you to do is finger me."
"I can't," I blurted out. She took a step forward and we fell backward on the couch. She was on top of me, kissing me, and I knew I was going to lose any moral battle within minutes. "Please," I said, and she stopped.
Susan sat up next to me, and I propped myself up. She paused, looking at me pensively. "You really care about her, don't you?"
I nodded, and she looked at me without saying a word. "Then I want to apologize for coming on to you. I can't compete with an eighteen-year-old for your attention."
"It's not like that," I said. Man, these women had a real competitive streak with each other. "I care about Amy and I don't want to hurt her. It's not, well, it's not you."
"I shouldn't be walking around here naked," she said. "It's just that, well I hadn't been with a man since Amy's father died. And before that, well let's just say I never went long without being satisfied."
She paused, patting me on the knee, and continued, "you know, before I met Warren, her father, I was a bit of a wild c***d. It seemed like I was always getting into situations where I ended up naked with some man's cum inside me."
I was surprised by the brazenness of her words, but she continued, lost in her memories. "I lost my virginity,to a much older man. I was eighteen and babysat his k**s, and one night when he drove me home he pulled over down a deserted road and I sucked his dick. Well, that wasn't the first time I'd sucked someone off, but certainly never someone so much older. And I remember walking up the driveway to my house, half past midnight, with cum in my hair and my panties soaking wet.
"The next time I babysat for them he took me to his office on the way home and fucked me. I remember him slowly easing into me, coming almost immediately after a few quick thrusts. Things progressed from there and soon he was fucking me in the back of his car whenever he drove me home. I think he started taking his wife out more just to get the chance to fuck me afterwards. They even took me with them on a weeklong trip to the beach, and I'd watch their k**s by day and he'd fuck me after his wife and k**s fell asleep.
"And I thought it was so cool, so rebellious what I was doing. And I guess it showed in some intangible way. Men seemed to know, subconsciously, that I couldn't get enough. I started fucking my high school biology teacher in my senior year. I had gone to his office for help after a test, and the next thing I knew I was bent over his desk."
Susan's hand absentmindedly wandered to her breast, which she slowly caressed as she spoke. I was enthralled, and aroused, and her recounting of her sex life. Her other hand slowly moved between her legs as she sat next to me on the couch.
"Of course Mr. Simmons, my biology teacher, didn't keep things a secret, and by the end of the year my Math and geography teachers had had their way with me. It always began the same way. Help with homework, and they'd compliment me on how pretty I was. Then maybe a hand on my shoulder, and they'd rub my back until they got their hands down my shirt. Once they got their hands on my tits, I was theirs. I'd suck their dick the first few times, then straddle them and fuck them after a few of these visits. It was around that time that I got my first double-team."
Her hand was now vigorously rubbing her pussy now, and she continued. "It started with my neighbor. He was older, in his fifties, and I had sucked him off a few times because he was a widower and I felt sorry for him. He had the biggest dick I had ever seen, and the first time I saw it I wondered if I'd be able to handle it, so I had him fuck my tits several times before I let him stick it in. And then one day my stepfather caught us, and he was irate. I was worried he'd call the police, when I had actively pursued our neighbor in the first place, so I begged my stepdad to let him suck him, right then and there. We were in my bedroom, and I was naked, and I knew he'd noticed me before. He suspected my loose ways but never said anything, and within a minute his dick was in my mouth. I sucked him and our neighbor, Mr. Collins, fucked me, his big dick filling me completely. They both came inside me that day."
Susan was now grinding on the couch, close to coming. "And after that my stepdad kept a close eye on me, eventually chasing away my teachers, although I still found time for the boys in my grade. But my stepdad fucked me almost every day, in every location imaginable. Once I even fucked him on the floor of his bedroom while my mother was asleep on the bed. Of course she suspected, but she never caught us, even the time he took me from behind at her sister's wedding."
Susan cried, out, arching her back, and came. Her breasts shuddered and she whimpered as her body went limp. She lay back on the couch, her chest heaving.
"But when I met Amy's father my stepdad had passed away a few years before, and I had settled down to one man at a time. But when Warren, Amy's father, passed away, I thought I would be done with sex forever. But I need it, it's been too long," she said. I stood up, and she looked at me expectantly, and I said, "stick your ass in the air and I'll get you off one last time, but this is it."
She grinned, and got on her knees, sticking her ass in the air and wiggling it slowly. I began fingering her, her pussy already dripping from her last orgasm. Her pussy accepted my fingers readily and she was already close to coming.
"Oh, oh!" she cried out, coming hard, her body shuddering as I fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit. I kept going, keeping the rhythm through her orgasm, until she came a second time. Now she was crying out loudly, moaning, as I rubbed her faster and faster.
Susan came a third time and fell forward on the couch. Her pussy was red and swollen, her labia partially open from arousal. She looked up at me with pleading eyes, "let me suck your dick, just this once." I hesitated, but she asked again, "whip it out and let me suck it. I want your cum on my face, on my tits."
I buckled, and she sat up and unzipped my shorts. They fell to the floor, and she took me into her mouth without ceremony. I fought off any guilty feelings about Amy as her mother sucked me. She cupped her own breasts and she sucked, her moaning driving me wild. Her hair flipped back and forth as she sucked me in an almost violent fashion.
"I'm gonna come," I said suddenly, and she took me out of her mouth and stroked furiously. I erupted with a powerful orgasm, sending jets of hot semen across her face and breasts. I kept coming, and the cum on her face dribbled onto her massive tits until I was completely spent. I was still hard, though, but quickly moved away and pulled up my shorts before she got any ideas. She lay back on the couch, splattered with semen, content and drowsy.
"You'd better get to work," she said lazily.
"You'd better clean up," I said, eyeing her cum-covered body.
She laughed, getting up and walking slowly up the stairs.
Amy arrived an hour later, but even before that I felt guilty. I had made up my mind to tell her the truth. It meant losing my girlfriend and my summer job in one shot, but I couldn't hurt Amy. I was planning on painting her room next, and she had asked to help me with it. We were already taking down pictures and moving furniture from the walls to prep for painting, and Amy could see something was wrong.
"What's on your mind, Henry?" she asked. "Wondering if I'm going to sneak across to your room again?"
"Oh, yeah," I said absentmindedly. "Well, no. I mean, yes, but..."
She put a finger to my lips and kissed me. "What's up? You are a world away."
I took a deep breath, put my hands on her shoulders, and said, "you'd better sit down."
And so I told her. I told her about her mom asleep topless, and then about her mom coming on to me, and then me fingering her, and finally the blowjob. I skipped over her mother's tales of depravity, hoping to spare her a little but of insult. Amy said nothing, just sat on her bed and listened intently until I finished. I was exhausted by my confession, and when I was done she motioned for me to sit down next to her. She leaned in close, and to my surprise, kissed me.
"I know, dummy," she said. I was shocked, and she giggled quietly and kissed me again. "I've known the whole time."
"What?" I said.
"I'm sorry for surprising you, making you sweat it out. Although," she added with a grin, "I was glad to hear you protesting, that you cared enough about me to try and fend her off."
"You heard?" I said.
"Yup. From up here. All those days I left to run errands? I parked down the street and raced back here. You can get to my window from the ground floor, it's just a matter of climbing that tree."
"You spied on us?" I asked, still surprised. "Why?"
"Oh, because I knew my mom, and I knew she'd try something. She's been acting funny lately, coming on to the mail man, things like that. She asked my trumpet teacher if he's single, and then she's been eyeing you for weeks. So I thought I'd check up on her, and sure enough she was at it, trying to seduce you. But I don't blame you," she said.
"You don't?"
"No, because I didn't say anything to stop you even though I knew what she was up to, but more important than that because I know it must be hard to fight off of woman like that coming at you. I mean, if I had tits like that..." she said, and trailed off.
"Amy, you don't think you need to compete, do you?"
"Don't I?" she asked.
"No, of course not!" I said. "You are way better looking than your mom."
She paused, and blushed. "Are you serious?"
"Very," I said. "But it's not just that. I really like you, Amy. I felt horrible, what I did today. I couldn't go on another minute without telling you. I knew you'd dump me over it, but I couldn't lie to you."
"Oh, I'm not dumping you," she said. She laughed at my shocked expression. "Really. I'm not even mad. Like I said, I knew what was happening. I'm just glad you like me better."
"Of course I do!" I said, still surprised she wasn't angry. I paused, then added, "Are you sure you're okay with what happened."
"Sure," she said. "I've been competing with her for years. She'd always try and come on to any guy who ever talked to me. You can't imagine what it's like."
"Well you don't need to worry about me," I said.
"I know," she said, and kissed me.
I was expecting to get dumped that afternoon, and I deserved it. Instead, Amy was okay, and actually glad that she had one-upped her mother. And now, still in Amy's good graces, she was kissing me, pulling me closer. I kissed her back, unsure of how to reciprocate.
Any doubt I had was erased as Amy reached down and pulled off her shirt. She wore no bra, and I marveled at her breasts. Though much smaller than her mothers, they were pert and perfect.
"You look amazing," I said.
Bingo. She grinned, and stood up, slipping out of her shorts. Like previous days she wore nothing underneath, and before I could admire her naked form for too long, she knelt down between my legs and started working my belt buckle.
"Amy..." I said
"Shh," she said back. "Never stop me when I'm determined to do something." She already had my dick in her hand and was stroking it. I gasped as she took it into her mouth, taking me all the way in.
I ran my fingers through her hair, enjoying myself as she sucked me. I realized that her mother was down the hall, but I didn't care if she caught us. Amy continued to suck me, although having come not too long before I knew it would take a while.
Amy stood up, panting slightly, and pulled me into a standing position. My shorts fell to the floor and I kicked them off. She pulled off my short and then embraced, kissing each other.
"I want you inside me, right now," she said. I nodded, and cupped her ass as she jumped up on me. She wrapped her legs around me as the head of my penis pressed against her wet labia. "Henry," she said pleadingly. "Go inside me."
I pushed gently and the head of my penis slipped into her. I slowly lowered her body onto me until she completely enveloped my dick. I had expected some more resistance, I had always read it was hard on a girl the first time. But Amy seemed ready and eager to accept my thrusts as we started to fuck.
Amy bounced on my penis as I held her close, our bodies pressed together. She panted between kisses, close to orgasm. She ground against me and I felt her pussy contract. She was so tight that I had to thrust harder just to maintain my rhythm, and she kissed me hard as she started to come. Her legs wrapped tighter and she ground against me in a rhythmic motion.
"Put your legs up on my shoulder," I said quickly after her orgasm ended. I leaned forward with her in my arms, and the raised her legs up to they pointed straight up, her calves resting on my shoulders. I still held her but now I supported all of her weight by cupping her ass. In this position she was bent in half but I could thrust deep into her, fucking her harder as the momentum of her falling body added to the force of my thrusts.
"Oh god," she whispered as we fucked harder. I was worried the sound of our slapping bodies might be too loud, but soon Amy came again, this time with me close behind her.
"I'm coming," she said.
"Me, too," I panted.
"Inside me," she begged, and I kept thrusting into her as I came. She gasped as my penis pulsed, filling her with my cum. When I finished we slowly fell toward the bed and disentangled from that demanding position. We lay together, naked, my penis spent from coming with two different women that day.
"I have to say, I've been getting wet watching you from upstairs," she admitted.
"Thanks?" I said, unsure of how to respond. She laughed, playing with my hair and kissing me.
"By the way," she said, "I noticed you were still hard after you came on my mom, I'm glad you put it back in your pants and saved some for me."
Suddenly something occurred to me. "What a minute, you've been watching for days, so you've heard everything?"
"Everything my mom said?" she asked. "Of course. I heard every little detail. I knew she was slutty growing up, but I had no idea. I mean, her stepdad? Getting double teamed? Whoa."
"Yeah," I said. I wondered, on some level, just how different the two women really were.
"Well, rest assured she'll try again tomorrow," she said.
"Yeah, about that, what am I supposed to do? I mean, I can say no, but I'm going to be here all the time."
"Who said you have to say no?" she asked, snuggling close to me. Her eyes twinkled, and she continued, "you're my boyfriend, and I don't want you running around with other girls, but I don't feel the same way about my mom."
"You don't?" I asked.
"Nope," she said plainly. "In fact, I'm curious how far you can push things with her."
"But what if I don't want to?" I asked. To be fair, I didn't know what I wanted, but I felt some level of protest was appropriate.
"Then you don't have to. But, as your girlfriend, I solemnly swear not to be angry at you for doing my mom. In fact, since I'll be watching, I had a few ideas."
It was the next day, and I had barely gotten the paint cans from the garage when Susan accosted me. She was already naked, having stripped the second Amy left. She was pressed against me in the living room.
"Henry, just make me come a few times and I'll let you get to work," she said.
"But Amy," I said, trying to resist the effect of Susan's body grinding against me.
"Amy doesn't know," she said in a teasing voice, "and all I'm asking you to do is finger me."
"I can't," I blurted out. She took a step forward and we fell backward on the couch. She was on top of me, kissing me, and I knew I was going to lose any moral battle within minutes. "Please," I said, and she stopped.
Susan sat up next to me, and I propped myself up. She paused, looking at me pensively. "You really care about her, don't you?"
I nodded, and she looked at me without saying a word. "Then I want to apologize for coming on to you. I can't compete with an eighteen-year-old for your attention."
"It's not like that," I said. Man, these women had a real competitive streak with each other. "I care about Amy and I don't want to hurt her. It's not, well, it's not you."
"I shouldn't be walking around here naked," she said. "It's just that, well I hadn't been with a man since Amy's father died. And before that, well let's just say I never went long without being satisfied."
She paused, patting me on the knee, and continued, "you know, before I met Warren, her father, I was a bit of a wild c***d. It seemed like I was always getting into situations where I ended up naked with some man's cum inside me."
I was surprised by the brazenness of her words, but she continued, lost in her memories. "I lost my virginity,to a much older man. I was eighteen and babysat his k**s, and one night when he drove me home he pulled over down a deserted road and I sucked his dick. Well, that wasn't the first time I'd sucked someone off, but certainly never someone so much older. And I remember walking up the driveway to my house, half past midnight, with cum in my hair and my panties soaking wet.
"The next time I babysat for them he took me to his office on the way home and fucked me. I remember him slowly easing into me, coming almost immediately after a few quick thrusts. Things progressed from there and soon he was fucking me in the back of his car whenever he drove me home. I think he started taking his wife out more just to get the chance to fuck me afterwards. They even took me with them on a weeklong trip to the beach, and I'd watch their k**s by day and he'd fuck me after his wife and k**s fell asleep.
"And I thought it was so cool, so rebellious what I was doing. And I guess it showed in some intangible way. Men seemed to know, subconsciously, that I couldn't get enough. I started fucking my high school biology teacher in my senior year. I had gone to his office for help after a test, and the next thing I knew I was bent over his desk."
Susan's hand absentmindedly wandered to her breast, which she slowly caressed as she spoke. I was enthralled, and aroused, and her recounting of her sex life. Her other hand slowly moved between her legs as she sat next to me on the couch.
"Of course Mr. Simmons, my biology teacher, didn't keep things a secret, and by the end of the year my Math and geography teachers had had their way with me. It always began the same way. Help with homework, and they'd compliment me on how pretty I was. Then maybe a hand on my shoulder, and they'd rub my back until they got their hands down my shirt. Once they got their hands on my tits, I was theirs. I'd suck their dick the first few times, then straddle them and fuck them after a few of these visits. It was around that time that I got my first double-team."
Her hand was now vigorously rubbing her pussy now, and she continued. "It started with my neighbor. He was older, in his fifties, and I had sucked him off a few times because he was a widower and I felt sorry for him. He had the biggest dick I had ever seen, and the first time I saw it I wondered if I'd be able to handle it, so I had him fuck my tits several times before I let him stick it in. And then one day my stepfather caught us, and he was irate. I was worried he'd call the police, when I had actively pursued our neighbor in the first place, so I begged my stepdad to let him suck him, right then and there. We were in my bedroom, and I was naked, and I knew he'd noticed me before. He suspected my loose ways but never said anything, and within a minute his dick was in my mouth. I sucked him and our neighbor, Mr. Collins, fucked me, his big dick filling me completely. They both came inside me that day."
Susan was now grinding on the couch, close to coming. "And after that my stepdad kept a close eye on me, eventually chasing away my teachers, although I still found time for the boys in my grade. But my stepdad fucked me almost every day, in every location imaginable. Once I even fucked him on the floor of his bedroom while my mother was asleep on the bed. Of course she suspected, but she never caught us, even the time he took me from behind at her sister's wedding."
Susan cried, out, arching her back, and came. Her breasts shuddered and she whimpered as her body went limp. She lay back on the couch, her chest heaving.
"But when I met Amy's father my stepdad had passed away a few years before, and I had settled down to one man at a time. But when Warren, Amy's father, passed away, I thought I would be done with sex forever. But I need it, it's been too long," she said. I stood up, and she looked at me expectantly, and I said, "stick your ass in the air and I'll get you off one last time, but this is it."
She grinned, and got on her knees, sticking her ass in the air and wiggling it slowly. I began fingering her, her pussy already dripping from her last orgasm. Her pussy accepted my fingers readily and she was already close to coming.
"Oh, oh!" she cried out, coming hard, her body shuddering as I fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit. I kept going, keeping the rhythm through her orgasm, until she came a second time. Now she was crying out loudly, moaning, as I rubbed her faster and faster.
Susan came a third time and fell forward on the couch. Her pussy was red and swollen, her labia partially open from arousal. She looked up at me with pleading eyes, "let me suck your dick, just this once." I hesitated, but she asked again, "whip it out and let me suck it. I want your cum on my face, on my tits."
I buckled, and she sat up and unzipped my shorts. They fell to the floor, and she took me into her mouth without ceremony. I fought off any guilty feelings about Amy as her mother sucked me. She cupped her own breasts and she sucked, her moaning driving me wild. Her hair flipped back and forth as she sucked me in an almost violent fashion.
"I'm gonna come," I said suddenly, and she took me out of her mouth and stroked furiously. I erupted with a powerful orgasm, sending jets of hot semen across her face and breasts. I kept coming, and the cum on her face dribbled onto her massive tits until I was completely spent. I was still hard, though, but quickly moved away and pulled up my shorts before she got any ideas. She lay back on the couch, splattered with semen, content and drowsy.
"You'd better get to work," she said lazily.
"You'd better clean up," I said, eyeing her cum-covered body.
She laughed, getting up and walking slowly up the stairs.
Amy arrived an hour later, but even before that I felt guilty. I had made up my mind to tell her the truth. It meant losing my girlfriend and my summer job in one shot, but I couldn't hurt Amy. I was planning on painting her room next, and she had asked to help me with it. We were already taking down pictures and moving furniture from the walls to prep for painting, and Amy could see something was wrong.
"What's on your mind, Henry?" she asked. "Wondering if I'm going to sneak across to your room again?"
"Oh, yeah," I said absentmindedly. "Well, no. I mean, yes, but..."
She put a finger to my lips and kissed me. "What's up? You are a world away."
I took a deep breath, put my hands on her shoulders, and said, "you'd better sit down."
And so I told her. I told her about her mom asleep topless, and then about her mom coming on to me, and then me fingering her, and finally the blowjob. I skipped over her mother's tales of depravity, hoping to spare her a little but of insult. Amy said nothing, just sat on her bed and listened intently until I finished. I was exhausted by my confession, and when I was done she motioned for me to sit down next to her. She leaned in close, and to my surprise, kissed me.
"I know, dummy," she said. I was shocked, and she giggled quietly and kissed me again. "I've known the whole time."
"What?" I said.
"I'm sorry for surprising you, making you sweat it out. Although," she added with a grin, "I was glad to hear you protesting, that you cared enough about me to try and fend her off."
"You heard?" I said.
"Yup. From up here. All those days I left to run errands? I parked down the street and raced back here. You can get to my window from the ground floor, it's just a matter of climbing that tree."
"You spied on us?" I asked, still surprised. "Why?"
"Oh, because I knew my mom, and I knew she'd try something. She's been acting funny lately, coming on to the mail man, things like that. She asked my trumpet teacher if he's single, and then she's been eyeing you for weeks. So I thought I'd check up on her, and sure enough she was at it, trying to seduce you. But I don't blame you," she said.
"You don't?"
"No, because I didn't say anything to stop you even though I knew what she was up to, but more important than that because I know it must be hard to fight off of woman like that coming at you. I mean, if I had tits like that..." she said, and trailed off.
"Amy, you don't think you need to compete, do you?"
"Don't I?" she asked.
"No, of course not!" I said. "You are way better looking than your mom."
She paused, and blushed. "Are you serious?"
"Very," I said. "But it's not just that. I really like you, Amy. I felt horrible, what I did today. I couldn't go on another minute without telling you. I knew you'd dump me over it, but I couldn't lie to you."
"Oh, I'm not dumping you," she said. She laughed at my shocked expression. "Really. I'm not even mad. Like I said, I knew what was happening. I'm just glad you like me better."
"Of course I do!" I said, still surprised she wasn't angry. I paused, then added, "Are you sure you're okay with what happened."
"Sure," she said. "I've been competing with her for years. She'd always try and come on to any guy who ever talked to me. You can't imagine what it's like."
"Well you don't need to worry about me," I said.
"I know," she said, and kissed me.
I was expecting to get dumped that afternoon, and I deserved it. Instead, Amy was okay, and actually glad that she had one-upped her mother. And now, still in Amy's good graces, she was kissing me, pulling me closer. I kissed her back, unsure of how to reciprocate.
Any doubt I had was erased as Amy reached down and pulled off her shirt. She wore no bra, and I marveled at her breasts. Though much smaller than her mothers, they were pert and perfect.
"You look amazing," I said.
Bingo. She grinned, and stood up, slipping out of her shorts. Like previous days she wore nothing underneath, and before I could admire her naked form for too long, she knelt down between my legs and started working my belt buckle.
"Amy..." I said
"Shh," she said back. "Never stop me when I'm determined to do something." She already had my dick in her hand and was stroking it. I gasped as she took it into her mouth, taking me all the way in.
I ran my fingers through her hair, enjoying myself as she sucked me. I realized that her mother was down the hall, but I didn't care if she caught us. Amy continued to suck me, although having come not too long before I knew it would take a while.
Amy stood up, panting slightly, and pulled me into a standing position. My shorts fell to the floor and I kicked them off. She pulled off my short and then embraced, kissing each other.
"I want you inside me, right now," she said. I nodded, and cupped her ass as she jumped up on me. She wrapped her legs around me as the head of my penis pressed against her wet labia. "Henry," she said pleadingly. "Go inside me."
I pushed gently and the head of my penis slipped into her. I slowly lowered her body onto me until she completely enveloped my dick. I had expected some more resistance, I had always read it was hard on a girl the first time. But Amy seemed ready and eager to accept my thrusts as we started to fuck.
Amy bounced on my penis as I held her close, our bodies pressed together. She panted between kisses, close to orgasm. She ground against me and I felt her pussy contract. She was so tight that I had to thrust harder just to maintain my rhythm, and she kissed me hard as she started to come. Her legs wrapped tighter and she ground against me in a rhythmic motion.
"Put your legs up on my shoulder," I said quickly after her orgasm ended. I leaned forward with her in my arms, and the raised her legs up to they pointed straight up, her calves resting on my shoulders. I still held her but now I supported all of her weight by cupping her ass. In this position she was bent in half but I could thrust deep into her, fucking her harder as the momentum of her falling body added to the force of my thrusts.
"Oh god," she whispered as we fucked harder. I was worried the sound of our slapping bodies might be too loud, but soon Amy came again, this time with me close behind her.
"I'm coming," she said.
"Me, too," I panted.
"Inside me," she begged, and I kept thrusting into her as I came. She gasped as my penis pulsed, filling her with my cum. When I finished we slowly fell toward the bed and disentangled from that demanding position. We lay together, naked, my penis spent from coming with two different women that day.
"I have to say, I've been getting wet watching you from upstairs," she admitted.
"Thanks?" I said, unsure of how to respond. She laughed, playing with my hair and kissing me.
"By the way," she said, "I noticed you were still hard after you came on my mom, I'm glad you put it back in your pants and saved some for me."
Suddenly something occurred to me. "What a minute, you've been watching for days, so you've heard everything?"
"Everything my mom said?" she asked. "Of course. I heard every little detail. I knew she was slutty growing up, but I had no idea. I mean, her stepdad? Getting double teamed? Whoa."
"Yeah," I said. I wondered, on some level, just how different the two women really were.
"Well, rest assured she'll try again tomorrow," she said.
"Yeah, about that, what am I supposed to do? I mean, I can say no, but I'm going to be here all the time."
"Who said you have to say no?" she asked, snuggling close to me. Her eyes twinkled, and she continued, "you're my boyfriend, and I don't want you running around with other girls, but I don't feel the same way about my mom."
"You don't?" I asked.
"Nope," she said plainly. "In fact, I'm curious how far you can push things with her."
"But what if I don't want to?" I asked. To be fair, I didn't know what I wanted, but I felt some level of protest was appropriate.
"Then you don't have to. But, as your girlfriend, I solemnly swear not to be angry at you for doing my mom. In fact, since I'll be watching, I had a few ideas."
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