| Mom's Secret Play Room, Part 5 NOTE* I am planning on changing the title of the series, from mom's secret play room, to a something like "mom/daughter something or other" I don't know yet. If you have a nice title in your head please email me, and tell me. I would like to thank a commenter for pointing out that the playroom wasn't a secret anymore. Truth be told I hadn't thought about that, so hats off to her for pointing that out to me. Also I will try to lay the ground work for several ideas that commenter's would like added to the story. I don't plan to have any sex in this part, just some kissing and fondling. The rest of the part will contain of talking and just sweet mom and daughter love, in a non-sex form. Thanks! Copyright: I the owner retain the right to my work and do not give permission for it to be reposted on any other site without my express written permission. This work is imaginary, and any liking this story has to a real person's life is a chance occurrence. The work below contains acts or allusions to S&M, BDSM, Toys, F/g, F/F, and minors under the age of 18 or 21 having sex with an adult. If any of this material is offensive to you, or you are underage then do not read the work below. Thank you. Continued right after part 4: Mom and I stood there hugging for a minute or so, completely in bliss unaware of our surrounding or caring really. This beautifully moment was broken when my stomach grumbled, very loudly. We broke apart and looked at each other in one of those moments when you ask if, life can you stay on hold, please for another 5 seconds, PLEASE! This moment was sent packing when mom's stomach joined mine in a duet, stating its stand when it comes to empty stomachs. We both looked at her toned stomach in shock for a second or so, and then I started to giggle. I tried to cover it, but it wouldn't listen to my demands, and grew to a full on belly aching, sides burning, hunched over in tears laughing moment for me. Mom had a different reaction, first she frowned at my laughing, and looked like she was going to say stop it, like in the movies, when it leads to just to more laughing. Well she was going to say this when she started to laugh to, and then all bets where off. We stood there probably another 5 minutes or so laughing, and more rounds of laughter where started off, as our stomachs, the dead sticks they where didn't get the joke and continued to protest their empty states. Finally we got over our laughing fit and walked down stairs, in the nude as mom made a nice breakfast. I got a nice view of her well shaped ass, as she went around making pancakes, toasting bagels, telling me to stop eye fucking her and pour her some coffee and get what she wanted to drink. So in about 15 minutes with the help of instance pancakes from unhealthy, instant gratification of American food consumerism breakfast was ready. We sat across the table looking at each other, enjoying the views of the others body, and how the warm food settled the morning first angry protester. Which of course brought the human bladder to protest it fullness, which lead to the normal routine of bathroom use, so that toke care off two of the protesters today with who knows how many more on the way! Isn't live just grand and worth living! So, back to the love story here, after breakfast we cleaned up the kitchen, with some fondling and ass slapping on both or our parts, nothing major. After wards mom kissed me on the lips, full on tongue and after a minute left me breathless, after which she told to do homework that I didn't do last night. She slipped on a light robe and logged on to the computer and did some her work, and just emptying her email account of junk and replying to people. The normal stuff everyone does, I finished my work in about an hour and then watched some TV, and she hogged the computer after finishing her work to chat with some friends of hers. At about one she told me to get dressed, at to come with her for a lunch date with some of her friends. I groaned like any teenager, and slowly walked to my room, until she slapped my ass, and did her hands on hips don't give me trouble look that all moms have. I think they get it when after all the pain of pregnancy, and then having us and going well jobs 90% complete because the kids out. And then when they get home and the non stop crying and diaper changing, and the constant wear and tear of a mother-child bond. So I get to my room, and put on a nice blue blouse, with a deep v neckline, no bra, a nice half jacket, that draws the eye to my budding figure, and a pair of just above the knee skirt and sandals. The lavender skirt with the blue blouse and white half jacket I thought made me cute. Mom walked into my room in a red sundress with various flower prints over the red background. She had her heir up in a bun; I just left mine down, and was wearing similar sandals. *NOTE: I have very bad fashion sense so if the outfits I just described is horrible please contact me and give a list of outfits and colors for a Mediterranean climate thanks We drove over to a nice lunch place in Brea, called corner stone bakery, there we meet two women one about earlier 30's the other mid 40's. The younger one was named Jo-Ann; she was single and had known my mom for about 5 years. She was a moderately tall but thin Asian woman, stood about 5 feet 2 inches. She had on a sundress with a nice sunflower print on it. She had been born in Taiwan and moved her as a little girl. The other woman was named Autumn, she was a plump woman, stood around 5 foot 4. She wore a pair of nice black slacks and a purple top with beads and glitter on the top portion. She had met my mom back before I was born; she was married but had gotten a divorce a while ago. We sat and orders some nice sandwiches, and drinks. Then we sat and chatted about me for the first ten or so minutes and then they moved on to stuff I had no inkling of what it meant. Mom and I sat side by side, and as far as I could tell didn't show any moves that gave hint to our relationship. The lunch lasted an hour or so, because the other woman had other things to do, and when we all made to leave me and Autumn walked over to a trash can to get rid of our trash. When we got their I just dumped my part of the trash and turned to get in the car, but Autumn put her hand on my shoulder and asked me to hold on. She looked at me for a moment, eyes looking and searching my face and then glancing to my mom, talking to Jo-Ann. "Are your mom and you in a relationship?" she asked. I was stunned and nodded no, "Hahaha, you're very bad at lying you know." She responded. I asked "What made you think my MOM and I where together?" She answered "look at your mom's face, see it." I looked and did take note of her face. "now you are probably too young to tell, and you haven't experienced love and it's changes between people, but your mom when she looks at you looks at you, love just radiates off of her." I looked at Autumn in confused look. She sighed and told me in a firm voice. "Dear the love that your mom is putting off isn't the king between mom and daughter. And let's face it, most mom's and their daughters don't get along very well have the time anyway. But you and your mom, well your mom mostly, she looks at you like her one true love. You will find out later, but a woman radiates some kind of warmth and love when she is either pregnant or, as in your mom's case, when the person she is in love with is near her." I looked back between her and my mom, and thought hard on this for a second. I said "I guess that makes sense but not between mom and I." I was determined that I would not spill the beans and get mom in trouble. "Dear trust me, she is in love with you, and anyone with eyes can tell. Know granted not everyone will think it's you but I can tell pretty easily. No I'm only telling you this because it makes me happy to see her like this." She continued on. I looked at her in shock thinking what. "It may surprise you but I am a good friend of your mom, and I haven't seen her this happy since she got you. I just want to tell you that while most people won't notice the connection between you two, some will." I looked at her evenly and said "Thank you for warning me, I appreciate the care you have for the two of us." She looked at me, with a small smile and asked in a wicked voice "so how is she in bed?" I blushed red with mortification. I turned flame red and wanted to just disappear. Then to my shock she said not to me but to another "I was just confirming my thoughts about you two." I looked up and mom was standing there with a look of understanding on her face. She hugged me and made shushing noises to make me feel better which they did Mom then asked "so what have you been saying to embarrass my poor daughter?" Autumn responded in shocking frankness "Just informing her of your aura of love, and asked how you are in bed?" Mom let out a little giggle, and answered "well I don't know about her, but she is a very skilled lover." "I have to check that out some time, won't I?" Autumn said in a thoughtfully voice. "Maybe some time in the future, but for now she's mine and I'm not going to share, unless she's willing." Mom said in the same thought voice as Autumn. I was more mortified than ever, I only wanted to sleep with and love mom, no one else. I made this clear by shaking my head no, very quickly. They laughed at my method of informing them of my current unwillingness to be shared by mom. With that a few more parting lines, we headed for home. On the way there I laid my head on mom's shoulder and said "Mom, I really love. Thank you." She looked at me with love in her eyes and kissed quickly in the fore head, and answered softly "I know and I love you just as much sweetie." Please comment, your input is valued, and you may request future plot lines for this or any other stories you would like to typed and uploaded by me. |