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Some minutes after Fran entered her period of quiet reflection, she was drawn back to the now by the obvious sounds of Josette and Stephen waking up. The toilet flushed twice and there was the whirring sound of electric toothbrushes doing their job.
She thought about getting a jug of squash ready for them when they came down, but the moment passed and there was no sound of footfall on the stair.
Fran remained quiet, thinking about her feelings for Frédérique. As the time went on she had the urge to slip her hand under skirt and into the moist depths of her vagina after taking a more than passing interest in her clitoris. Yet she couldn't do more than fondle herself with what she believed was the imminent arrival of the two young people downstairs.
Some minutes later different sounds emanated from upstairs and Fran withdrew her hand perplexed. They couldn't be, could they, with her in the house and only a few yards away. The sounds she was hearing were unmistakable. Low moans and whispered comments, mixed with movements of bed and bedsprings.
Not knowing quite where to look or what to do, Fran looked about her for something to distract her from the noises coming from over her head. She found nothing by way of a distraction. Indeed her loins had become very distracted indeed from her ministrations and the obvious lovemaking above her.
What should she do as a loving parent or as a sexually charged woman? Should she acknowledge their love making with disapproval or let it pass unacknowledged?
What she was drawn to do, almost involuntarily, was to slip her shoes off and to tip toe up the carpeted stairs to the landing. The sounds were clearer here and were unmistakeable. She seemed unable to resist creeping along the wall, touching it with her fingertips only as she continued to tiptoe along the landing.
The door to Stephen's bedroom was half open and Fran continued her enforced route until she stood full in front of the doorway. She saw Stephen with his face buried in Josette's vulva. The girl had her eyes screwed tightly shut. Neither teen had any idea that Fran was there. She should withdraw as silently as she could, but her feet seemed glued to the carpet and she stood immobile as Josette's back arched and she shuddered in her climax.
The occupants of the bed snuggled together for a few moments as Josette fondled Stephen's penis. It was fully erect in seconds and in a moment of fluid motion he moved over Josette and penetrated her gracefully. His movements started very slowly as he kissed her nipples and mouth with great care and love. Josette, for her part stroked his hair and fondled his buttocks helping him to push into her fully.
It was at this point that Josette's eyes fluttered open and she saw Fran outlined in the doorway. It is impossible to imagine the thoughts that passed through either woman's or girl's heads in those two seconds; but in a moment of great self-control or inherent voyeurism, Josette used her free right hand to curl her finger over and encourage Fran into the room to sit on Stephen's computer chair where Fran could see well.
Josette just smiled, closed her eyes once more and submitted to all the emotions that flooded over her. Her flush spread from her face until her chest and breasts were suffused by a rosy glow. Her nipples stood proud and erect when Stephen did not have one of them in his mouth.
Whether it was Stephen's loving or the thoughts of being watched by Fran, but Josette began to stare into the middle distance, her eyes open but unseeing and gave a shuddering sigh as she climaxed once more.
Stephen barely broke his stroke, but went up on his toes. This was the signal for Josette to close her legs on his penis that remained in her vagina. Stephen moved his legs over to wrap them round the closed legs of his partner. His movements became slower and more languid as he encouraged Josette to a new plateau of experience with all the stimulation she was receiving.
Fran was entranced by this dance of great intimacy. Her son's arms and legs enveloped his love totally. The girl had no choices. No movements could be made except for the muscles of her vagina. All her efforts were concentrated into this task and waves of contraction soon moved to and fro changing the friction of skin on skin. Neither boy or girl could withstand more than a few moments of such stimulation. Josette's arms were flung round her lover and her nails dug into his back. This time the cry was a full throated roar of unalloyed passion. Stephen shuddered in her arms once, twice, then three times as Josette's cervix was bathed in sperm.
Even in the moment of his climax, Stephen was aware of Josette's cry and whispered into her ear in the hope that no one had heard.
Josette for her part, whispered that it didn't matter. Stephen's eyes opened wide in surprise. Josette just smiled then indicated Fran sitting somewhat stiffly in the computer chair.
Stephen's jaw dropped as he saw his mother across the room.
"How long have you been there?" he said colouring up like a beetroot.
"Oh! Perhaps 15 minutes." Fran replied smiling.
"I enjoyed every second. You two are beautiful together."
"You don't mind." He questioned, looking aghast.
"How can I mind. This is going to happen whether I mind or not. Isn't it.?"
"I suppose so." Stephen said grabbing Josette's hand.
"Did you know Mum was here?" Stephen said as he looked lovingly at Josette's slim, almost boyish body with her dark hair still tumbling over the pillow.
"Yes, she knew. She invited me in." Fran said laughing.
Josette just smiled and grasped Stephen round the waist and gave his moist and shrinking penis a kiss on its end.
"You have left me with a problem." Fran said with gritty determination.
"A problem? Stephen looked at Fran and then Josette in a moment's anxiety.
"Yes, a problem, because watching you has left me the most aroused I have been for days. I have already soaked my panties and ache for some relief... I can't just go into my bedroom and close the door, it would be too embarrassing."
"Mum, we have been together since Dad left and you have done many things for me and I have done many things for you that perhaps a teenage son would not normally do for his mother. I am sure that Josette would help me to give you the relief you obviously need."
"I can't ask that of you. You are my son. It would be almost like incest."
"I have put suncream over most of you and antiseptic cream on your bum when you couldn't reach that infected spot last year. There isn't any part of you that I haven't seen at one time or another and I know that Josette has lived in a naturist household for as long as she can remember."
"What about it Josette. Shall we help Mum?"
"Of course!" Josette agreed at once, and both boy and girl walked hand in hand over to the chair where Fran sat rather uncomfortably and gently raised her to her feet.
Josette ran her nimble fingers down the line of buttons of Fran's blouse and then the blouse fluttered to the floor. Her bra fell also when Stephen lifted Fran's arms away from her sides.
The two teens guided the silent woman across the room, one holding each hand, then together they opened the waist band of Fran's skirt and eased both it and her panties down to the floor, where she stepped out of the garments of her own volition.
Stephen gently pushed her shoulder and she sat on the bed that had so recently been vacated. She scooted backwards until her head lay in the dip of the pillow where Josette's head had lain.
Josette kneeled near the head of the bed and kissed Fran on the forehead, neck and ears, but avoided her mouth. Her hand massaged the full breasts and transferred her kisses to their dark brown nipples after some minutes.
Stephen' guided Fran's legs apart and kissed her from her knees up the soft sensitive skin of her thighs to the wet and intensely hairy area that marked Stephen's goal. He parted the mass of curly hairs and dextrously massaged Fran's clitoris with his index finger. Each time his finger seemed to dry a little he inserted it briefly into Fran's vagina and it emerged shiny and moist.
It can only have been minutes of careful work by the teens to bring Fran to a workaday climax. This was not the climax that Frédérique could create where Fran was held of the edge of elation and despair for minutes, if not hours, until she crashed into oblivion. This was the shuddering relief of total release. This was not the act of erotic love. This was agape. The loving of one person for another in need. No one had kissed Fran on the lips. No one had consummated their love for her. It had been an act of devotion to the woman who loved both Stephen and Josette unreservedly.
... and both young people were hugged unreservedly by Fran as she wound down from her climax.
"That was amazing." she said. "I feel so relaxed with both you wonderful people in my arms. I could lie here all day!"
In fact, they parted soon after. Fran to her en suite shower and Josette and Stephen to a Jacuzzi.
Some half an hour later they drifted downstairs. Neither Fran or the two youngsters had felt the need to get clothed, and for the rest of the day and that evening, remained comfortable in their nudity. There was no guilt in their shared experiences. They sat as they felt, content in their bodies that nothing was distasteful or prurient in the way they sat or touched. The talk was of France and the move, seeing Jeanne and Marianne again and what would happen when Stephen enrolled in his new school on the 2nd September.
Later, into the evening Fran went to her bedroom on her own, to phone Frédérique and then Josette had a personal conversation with Jeanne from Fran's bedroom also.
After good food and conversation, it reached 11pm and the house became cooler. Rather than dressing everyone went up to bed and slept, until Josette slipped out of bed at 5am with a familiar dull ache in her lower abdomen. A trip to the bathroom confirmed her suspicions as the water was stained red as she rose. A tampon later and a pair of panties and she slipped back into bed feeling dull, bloated and uncomfortable. She managed to slip off into an uneasy doze for an hour or so before creeping downstairs to make a cup of coffee and see if she could lay her hands on any painkillers.
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