Jenna's Vacation-5

by Karen Cypher

This started as a simple story, one that was going to be three modest-sized parts, but I am having too much fun writing it to stop there. I hope you can all bear with me...this story is special for all those involved.

For Jenna and Kate...

The trip home was long but uneventful. Kate was passing time on the flight by alternately napping when she was drowsy and listening to her music player when she was awake. Jenna found it hard to sleep sitting up, so she finished her book and watched an in-flight movie. Mostly though, Jenna found herself analyzing the kaleidoscope of images that had transpired over the last four days, and the emotions they had wrought.

She had always been close to her daughter; the two supporting each other in every way after the divorce. Jenna cared deeply for Kate and realized that if looked at from the outside, her actions from this week and thoughts concerning her behavior would be viewed with revulsion by any ‘sane’ person. In Jenna’s mind, Kate’s acceptance of her mother’s exploits only cemented their bond. Jenna was unsure if it was her daughter’s easy manner and ability to flow with events, or if it was her own repressed sexual appetite that let her continue to expand her boundaries of the acceptable, but one thing Jenna was certain about; Kate’s involvement added exponentially to her arousal. Although not necessarily troubled, Jenna was unsure where she would stop; when would enough be enough, when would Kate be upset at the revelation of yet another fantasy? She trusted her own instincts not to cross any forbidden lines. The last thing she wanted was to alienate Kate.

Jenna was surprised at the renewal of arousal that flooded into her, recalling the complete abandonment of her otherwise sensible behavior when she met with Derik and Kayla, her escalating public nudity, and her inexplicable excitement to have Kate see her in such a state. Jenna honestly didn’t know why she had embarked on such open displays of her desires; had not even know they even were desires until that point; especially her thoughts concerning the girl at the beach. For Jenna, that one truly came from out of nowhere.

Jenna adjusted the miniscule blanket over herself and once more tried for sleep.

A happy little smile alighted on Jenna’s face as she recalled the beauty of the child, the deliciously wicked feel of Kate’s hands gliding over her lower back and bottom as she rubbed in the sunscreen, the fact that she was completely nude and the child was watching. Unlike her daughter, ‘Go with the flow’ was not a philosophy Jenna normally subscribed to, but her thoughts had turned positively naughty as she had replayed the memory.

The cabin lights were dimmed with only the occasional reading light illuminated over wakeful passengers. Jenna was in a window seat, with an empty seat between her and Kate who sat next to the aisle. She kept glancing furtively over at Kate, but her daughter had her ear buds in and was leaning with her head on a pillow against the empty seatback with her eyes closed.

Jenna closed her own eyes and let her imagination take over.

Under the blanket, Jenna’s hand lightly grazed her nipple through her blouse and bra as she relived the shared pleasure with Kayla in the gazebo. The feel of Kayla’s hands on her breasts, on her bottom, on her pussy. Jenna slipped her free hand down to her sex, cupping it as she squeezed her legs together and increased the pressure.

She cast another glance over at Kate; still sleeping.

Jenna unbuttoned one of the buttons on her blouse, slipping a finger under her bra and teasing her nipple as she thought about the dressing room when she and Kate went shopping. That was the first time she experienced the thrill of having Kate part of the game, and her daughter took to it immediately, surprising Jenna with her boldness. In the back of her awareness, Jenna once more thought of the risk associated by involving her daughter; even if Kate did initiate some of the escapades.

She again looked over at her sleeping daughter, and then up and down the aisle to make certain nobody was going to be walking by. It was wonderfully erotic to play with herself aboard a crowded airplane; part of the turn-on, in fact. Jenna knew it heightened her arousal that she might be caught, but actually getting caught would be a wholly mortifying experience; one of those lines she didn’t want to cross right now.

Jenna unfastened another button, leaving her blouse open halfway as she reached under the bra cup to free her breast from its confinement, rearranging the blanket farther up to cover her mischief. Jenna was truly excited and could feel the heat of her sex through her slacks as she rubbed in slow circles while simultaneously stroking her breast from base to tip; purposefully not touching her nipple in the process.

She looked over at Kate again; hands suddenly ceasing their motion.

Kate was staring directly at the movement of her mother’s hand under the blanket; a knowing smirk on her lips as she heard her mother’s sharp intake of breath at being found out. “This is certainly better than the dream I was having” Kate said, stretching and sitting up fully in her seat. “Can’t you sleep? Need something to relax you that bad?” Kate said smiling, looking around the immediate area to see if anyone else had spied her mother’s obvious actions.

“Kate, I…It’s not what you think, I was just…oh, fuck it.” Jenna said in defeat. “You know perfectly well what I was doing.” Jenna finished, surprising herself with the admission.

Kate’s laugh helped to ease some of the tension Jenna was feeling, as well as slowing her racing heart.

“Were you starting or finishing?” Kate asked, folding one leg under her bottom and facing her mother so she was sideways in the seat; eyes wide.

“I hardly think that’s any of your business, Kate” Jenna said, trying to deflect the conversation to another topic; any topic.

“Come on, Mom” Kate persisted.

Jenna remained silent, but lowered the blanket covering her chest as she started to fix her bra and blouse.

“Oh wow!” Kate said, a little too loudly as she spied her mother’s state of undress. “Mom, you were really getting into it, weren’t you?”

Jenna felt the blush rise to her face as her fingers started fumbling with the buttons.

“Wait.” Kate said, looking around again. “Please Mom, don’t stop.”

Jenna was stunned by Kate’s plea; she actually stopped trying to button herself up as she looked at her daughter. “What?”

“I want you to finish,” Kate said softly. “Everyone’s asleep, it is dark here, and you can cover with a blanket so nobody will even know.” she said, rationalizing her thoughts to her mother.

“But Kate,” Jenna started, “I couldn’t possibly. It is embarrassing enough without having you watch.” She said; finished buttoning her top and laying a gentle hand on Kate’s folded knee.

“Please?” Kate said again. “For me?” she paused, awaiting her mother’s reaction. “It would be really hot.”

“Jesus…” Jenna said quietly.

Jenna was already excited, seemingly more so from Kate catching her. Having Kate watch her continue would certainly be a thrill, but on an airplane? Jenna didn’t think she could actually masturbate for her daughter; another one of those lines she didn’t want to cross. Her mind flashed back to Kayla in the gazebo; doing for Kayla exactly what her daughter was asking for now. “Kate, I…” Jenna said as she closed her eyes. “I don’t think so, Kate. Just let me go use the restroom and I’ll think about it.”

She saw Kate’s smile waver, but also saw hope flash in her eyes…hope and excitement.

Jenna made her way to the cramped restroom, stepping in and staring at the door in front of her without actually seeing it as she sat to pee. “How far back will I keep moving the line?” she silently asked herself. Finished peeing, she flushed; jumping as the overly loud whoosh startled her. Jenna looked long in the mirror, amazed that she was even considering it. She continued to stare in the mirror, running over the pros and cons, trying to decide. She could give Kate that much, anyway. She told her daughter she would think about it and that’s exactly what she was going to do.

It was comical, really. As the thoughts careened inside her mind, the absurdity of it all made Jenna smile as she pictured two miniature versions of herself, one on each shoulder like a bad television commercial or a cartoon; an angel and a devil.

“She’s your daughter…don’t involve her…what kind of example are you setting for her to follow now?” lectured the angel.

“You want to…she asked you to do it for her…she’s old enough not to be freaked out” encouraged the devil.

“It’s immoral…how can she ever respect you…who knows where will this lead?” the angel retorted.

“It will be exciting…it turns you on just to think about it…who knows where this will lead?” the devil said.

Jenna unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders far enough to get each arm out of the sleeve. She unclasped her bra in the front, drawing a sharp intake of air as she spied her stiff nipples in the mirror. Her hands came up, each holding a breast as she closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation. Decision made, Jenna quickly took off her bra and refastened her blouse; wadding up the bra and closing it in both her hands. Jenna left quickly, knowing if she stayed there much longer she would change her mind. A new level of excitement coursed through her as she made her way back to the seats.

Jenna saw that Kate had retrieved her own blanket, and her ever present ear-buds were nowhere to be seen.

“Last chance…” whispered through Jenna’s mind as she came even with Kate. Taking a last look at the sleeping passengers, she surreptitiously unbuttoned the first three buttons of her blouse before squeezing back to her own seat. Jenna faced her daughter, running her hands along the top of Kate’s headrest as she sidled by. This forced her to bend over slightly. She could feel her breasts swing as she stooped even further to whisper into her daughter’s ear.

“I’ve decided…yes” Jenna murmured, knowing Kate had an unhindered view of her boobs. Jenna couldn’t see her daughter’s eyes, but it thrilled her to know Kate was looking down her blouse; could see her distended nipples.

Jenna quickly made the last step to her seat, covering her legs and lap with the blanket but leaving her top half exposed before finally looking at Kate’s face. The look of adoration mixed with excitement and anticipation took Jenna’s breath away.

Jenna unfastened another button and slid her hand inside; openly caressing her breast as Kate looked at her. With her free hand, Jenna patted the empty seat between them. “Come here, Katie” she said quietly. “It’s dark enough to be private, but I wouldn’t want you to miss anything.” She finished playfully.

Kate wasted no time in repositioning herself, assuming the same sideways seating posture as before so she could look directly at her mom; rearranging the blanket to cover them both from the waist down.

“Mom, this is soooo hot!” Kate whispered, her eyes alight but not wavering from her mother’s fingers as they trailed lazy spirals around her nipple. “I mean, I thought I made you mad…thought that’s why you left…thought you were going to chew me out…I had no idea you were actually going to do it.”

Jenna remained silent, opening her blouse far enough to fully reveal her right breast to Kate’s gaze. “Kate, I could get into a lot of trouble for this…and I haven’t had very much luck with airport officers, so if you don’t want me dragged off in handcuffs, help me keep an eye out for anyone coming.”

“O.K. Mom,” Kate said, looking at the row of seats across the aisle; a man and two children, but all sound asleep. Still, Kate made sure she was sitting far enough forward to block their view if any awoke.

Jenna lifted the blanket under her chin, overriding her daughter’s immediate protest. “Kate,” Jenna said in a low voice, “let me get comfortable first and then we will see where this takes us.” Kate pursed her lips in a pout, but remained silent. Jenna closed her eyes and slid her hands down to the waistband of her slacks; unfastening them and slipping a hand under her panties to touch her sex. She still couldn’t believe she was doing this; that slow slide into the unknown seemed to pick up considerable speed. Her arousal had cooled somewhat, but her brazen display for Kate and her daughter’s avid attention still had her on a low boil.

“The coast is still clear” Kate said.

Jenna’s playful fingers started to dance under the blanket. After a minute, she smiled; realizing how much she wanted to do this, how utterly naughty she was.

“What are you thinking about, Mom?” Kate asked softly.

“Yesterday at the beach,” Jenna replied, equally quiet. “When you untied my bikini bottom…when we walked out of the water and all those people could see me naked.” she continued, verbalizing her thoughts for her daughter. “I knew you would pick that beach, knew you would want to get me naked again. I don’t know how to explain it, but it was a big turn-on for me; having you to see me like that.”

Kate could see the rhythmic movement of her mother’s hands under the blanket, the motion causing the top to slip down a little as her mother played with her tits. “What about when I took my top off…did you like seeing me naked? Was that a turn-on for you too?” Kate asked, her heart hammering in her chest at her own boldness.

“Mmm…” Jenna replied to her daughter’s question.

“And when I put sunscreen on myself…did you like that?” Kate continued, getting into the game. “Were you looking at my boobs as I rubbed it in?” Kate said, watching her mother lift her hips a little as she continued to play with her pussy, the movement causing the blanket to drop a little further down her chest. “Do you like women? Is that why you were with Kayla in the gazebo?” Kate continued to tease.

“Oh God…” Jenna whispered.

“Are you wet, Mom?” Kate asked. She heard an audible gasp from her mother, watched the movement of the hand on her pussy slow it’s speed but increase in forcefulness.

“I’m very wet, Kate…soaked” her mother replied huskily.

Movement in the aisle caught Kate’s eye. A middle-aged woman was making her way back, presumably to the restroom. She looked over at her mother, the blanket down almost to her nipples; her mom’s hand clearly visible. Equally visible, was what her mother was doing. Kate leaned over slightly, whispering in her mother’s ear as she slid the blanket down to her mother’s lap.

“I want to watch you, Mom.” She made no mention of the woman walking down the aisle; almost upon them. Kate saw her mother’s hand slide the edge of her blouse away, fully revealing her tit. The woman passed Kate, looking down at her feet as she walked by, surely missing the spectacle her mother was putting on. Kate thought about turning on the reading light, but even she was not that bold.

“Did you like when I put the sunscreen on you at the beach?” Kate asked, watching her mother’s chest rise and fall with her increased breathing. “You were awfully excited then, if I remember right. Your bottom was practically waving in circles when I touched you… everyone could see.” Kate looked around again; still no one was paying attention. Taking a deep breath to calm her own growing arousal, she reached across her mom’s chest to grab at the exposed nipple. “Oh God, Katie…” her mother gasped, shooting both hands under the blanket and spreading her legs as far as the seat would allow. Kate pulled lightly on her mother’s nipple, letting it snap out of her grasp before reaching down and tugging again.

“That little girl saw you…saw how you were so eager to show yourself to her…did you like looking at her too?” Kate breathed into her mother’s ear. “I know you like showing yourself to girls…but do you like when little girls see you?”

Kate was on fire now, almost as excited as her mother. It took every ounce of her will power not to reach down and play with herself like her mother was doing. She knew her mom was close…god, she could practically feel it. She tried to think of other things to say to her mother, nasty things that her mother would picture in her mind. She reached under the blanket covering them, putting her hand on her mother’s thigh, squeezing and moving it further up until she felt where her mother’s pants were undone.

“Is that why you like me to see you naked Mom? Am I little enough for you? Is that what turns you on the most? Or is it because I really am your little girl…” Kate trailed off as her mother clenched her legs closed, trapping her hand. She could feel her mother’s heat; waves of it poured from her as the climax rolled through her entire body.

Time slowed for Jenna. Blinding white light flashed behind her closed eyelids as shockwaves coursed through her entire body; thunder without sound. Wave after toe-curling wave of pure pleasure washed from her center as she plummeted into ecstasy. She still felt Kate’s hand on her thigh, still heard her last words. Jenna had no idea how long she sat there; panting and trying to reorient her scattered thoughts. Nor did she know if she had been quiet as a mouse or screaming her lungs out…she didn’t care. Kate had covered her with the blanket once again, and Jenna was instantly tired. It was all she could do to open her eyes.

“That was beautiful, Mom.” Kate said softly, stroking her mother’s blond hair back from her face.

“Mmm” was all Jenna could get out, a silly smile plastered to her lips. Jenna didn’t care right now about her slow descent into hell for her actions…it just didn’t matter enough to worry about. “It seems that line I wouldn’t cross has disappeared entirely…” was her last thought before drifting off in a deep slumber.

Kate sat wide awake. She still couldn’t believe what had just happened; it was unreal! Kate glanced frequently at her sleeping mother, adjusting the blanket over them both once again as she took her mother’s hand. After a time, Kate gently shook her mother awake; affording her the opportunity she needed to get herself presentable as people in the cabin started to stir.

Jenna was a little surprised that she felt so good. She thought she would have been almost catatonic with guilt and shame; letting Kate watch her masturbate with such abandon. It was clear, however, that Kate was not embarrassed by Jenna’s shameless display…especially the way her daughter’s vivid descriptions sent her over the edge. Another boundary crossed. She smiled at Kate on the cab ride home. Kate was lost in her cell phone; no doubt texting all her friends that she was home.

They arrived home; the familiar surroundings looking somewhat muted in the overcast sky. Kate unlocked the door as Jenna tipped the driver for bringing their luggage. “Mom, would it be alright if Erin came over for dinner?” Kate asked, looking up from her phone.

“Sure Kate,” Jenna replied. “But we have to unpack and I need to go shopping for a few things first.”

Jenna busied herself with unpacking and then made a short list of groceries that she wanted to pick up. She sat at her breakfast table and sorted through the piled-up mail that her neighbor had brought in during her daily visits to the house, none of it very important. Although she had given the place a top to bottom cleaning before she left, she started dusting and straightening up. How was it possible for a house to get dirty with nobody living in it!

Upstairs, Kate had her music going full blast, so Jenna didn’t bother asking her daughter if she wanted to go to the store. Stifling a yawn, Jenna grabbed her keys; deciding that e-mail could wait until later this evening.

Her mother had only been gone an hour or so when Kate heard the garage door open; announcing her return.

“You’re kidding!” Erin squealed; falling back onto Kate’s bed as Kate only nodded her head at her friend’s question.

“Yup,” Kate replied. “Right there at the restaurant…I was right there when she cleaned herself up; Derik walking right behind her.” Kate finished knowingly. “And that isn’t even half of it! Wait ‘til I tell you about the nude beach!”

Erin’s eyes were wide in disbelief. “You went to a nude beach? Your mom let you go to a nude beach? Give me a break, Kate.”

“I’m serious…here.” Kate said, thrusting her phone out to her friend.

On the screen was a picture of Kate’s mother…nude…standing up from the water of a beach on a sunny afternoon. The picture wasn’t the best quality, but it was clearly Kate’s mom. Erin could see her breasts with the darker pink of her nipples. In the picture, she had her leg moving forward, taking a step. Erin could see the darker hair of Jenna’s mound. She could hardly believe her eyes! “No way” she breathed. “Never in a million years would I think your mom would walk on a beach naked.” Erin said, echoing Kate’s words almost exactly.

“You should have seen her later…” Kate trailed off as her mother’s voice carried upstairs.

“Kate! Time for dinner…”

Kate and Erin rounded the corner into the kitchen. “Hello, Erin” Jenna said. “Hope you don’t mind Chinese.”

“Hi Ms Lincoln” Erin replied. “Chinese is fine.”

All three ladies sat down to eat, with Jenna and Kate telling Erin of the catastrophe with Customs, the wonderful beaches, and the sightseeing they had done. Erin and Kate giggled during points of the telling, and Jenna had a sinking feeling that Kate had probably been a little too descriptive of their escapades. She felt her cheeks coloring as Erin stared at her when she thought Jenna wasn’t looking. “Kate wouldn’t tell her everything, would she?” Jenna asked herself.

Days passed, and Kate noticed that her mother acted differently around the house now. She was way more casual about nudity, and frequently strode around in the buff; especially at night. Kate always made a point of telling her mom how sexy she looked, and her mother would usually blush and say thanks. Her mom had never repeated or even mentioned the masturbation on the plane, but Kate was sure she could hear her mother late at night when she thought Kate was sleeping. Her mother also acted different around Erin, taking special pains to ask Kate how her friend was doing; on the infrequent times that Erin was absent. She walked around with a silly ‘dreamy’ look, absently smoothing her dress and checking herself in the mirror whenever she could.

Jenna’s newfound interest wasn’t lost on Erin either. She and Kate were sitting out by the pool when she finally broached the subject with her best friend. “Kate, you said your mom made out with that other woman, right?” She still had a hard time believing that, but Kate described it succinctly enough that Erin almost wished she was there to witness it.

“Um hm” Kate mumbled.

“Didn’t that gross you out? Your mom kissing another woman, letting her touch her and stuff?” Erin asked.

“I admit it took some getting used to” Kate said slowly, wanting to give her friend an honest answer. “But she’s my mom, and I love her no matter what.” Kate finished. “Besides, if you would have been there, you wouldn’t think it was gross…you’d have thought it was HOT!”

Erin giggled along with her friend. “You don’t think it’s gross, do you?” Kate asked her with concern. She didn’t want Erin to think less of her mother, didn’t want her to judge what she couldn’t know, didn’t want anything to drive a wedge between them. Above all, Kate had not yet told Erin of her own exploits in the spa that day. She desperately didn’t want Erin to judge her either, and she was afraid that would be a little too much information for Erin to process.

For her part, Erin didn’t want to admit to Kate that she was actually… intrigued by the whole idea. She sat silent for a while, lost in her own thoughts. “No Kate, I don’t think your mom did anything gross” Erin said when Kate’s mother was out of earshot. “It’s just different, is all. I never thought of your mom like that”

She looked up as Kate’s mom came out, smiling radiantly to Erin and tossing her towel and novel onto the empty lounger beside Erin. She had on a bright yellow pullover shirt that clung to her curves, translucent enough that Erin could see a matching yellow bikini underneath. As she pulled the shirt over her head, Erin could see how well it went with her sun darkened skin. She marveled at the older woman’s body; how well she kept herself in shape. Erin could plainly see the play of muscles in her legs, the flat tummy, the rounded swell of her hips and breasts as she adjusted the bikini.

“Going for a swim Ms Lincoln or just sunning?” Erin asked when she realized she had been staring too long.

“A little of both, I think” Jenna replied with another smile before sitting on the edge of the shallow end; silently slipping into the water.

“Kate,” Erin began tentatively. “The reason I keep bringing this up…” Erin paused again, trying to pick up the conversation and nervously taking a gulp of tea. “Is that…well…” she couldn’t finish, it was too embarrassing.

“What?” Kate said, looking at her friend.

“It’s crazy, Kate” Erin said with a nervous laugh. “Forget I said anything.”

“Is something bothering you?” Kate said softly, truly concerned. “Come on, Erin…this is me you’re talking too.”

Erin screwed up her courage. “I think that your mom may like me,” she said, blushing furiously.

“Well of course she likes you, Erin!” Kate said. “You are practically family…oh…you mean…she ‘likes’ you, likes you…” she continued; understanding finally dawning.

Both girls looked at the woman atop the pool float. Kate felt stupid for not drawing the conclusion earlier from the way her mom had been acting. She thought it was entirely plausible that her mother truly did have a crush on Erin, especially since Kate knew things about recent events that Erin surely did not.

“I don’t know…I can’t get into it right now, but I’ll talk to her Erin, tell her it makes you uncomfortable.” Kate told her friend.

“Well…this is the part that is embarrassing; the part that will probably freak you out…” Erin temporized, waiting to see Kate’s reaction.

“Go on” Kate said simply.

“…I kind of like it…you know, that your mom likes me and all.” Erin finished. She couldn’t look Kate in the eye; waited for the inevitable explosion.

“Oh wow,” Kate finally said. Her thoughts were jumbled; chaotic. “Does Erin like girls? What about her boyfriend? Is she bi? Does she like my mom? Should I tell her what really happened during our trip, what Mom was like? Should I tell her about my visit to the spa? Tell her about Karen?” It seems there are secrets upon secrets, and of the three women, they each had a little piece of the puzzle but nobody had a clear picture. She looked again at her friend, realizing that Erin was truly worked up; ready to bolt when Kate remained silent for so long.

“There are some things you should probably know…” Kate said, smiling as she scooted her chair closer to her friend’s.

Jenna was relaxed, asleep almost as she floated in the pool. She was giving them some privacy, glancing now and then to find them still deeply huddled in conversation. Jenna grew concerned when earlier she thought she saw tears on both faces, but whatever they were talking about seemed intense and she knew her daughter would come to her with any real problems that she couldn’t work out. They separated now, hugging and laughing. Jenna took her cue and rolled off of the float, making her way back to her lounge chair; grateful to get out of the sun.

“Everything alright with you two?” she asked by way of greeting; spreading out her towel and letting the afternoon’s heat dry her off.

“We’re fine, Mom.” Kate said. “I’m going to get something to drink, anybody want anything?”

Erin saw her friend walk away, turning to her once she was out of her mother’s view and giving Erin a sharp look; jerking her head towards the older woman with a ‘go on, do it’ kind of gesture. “Water for me” Erin said, scrunching her brows at Kate, trying to say ‘leave me alone’ with the look.

Jenna was oblivious to the byplay as she lay down on her stomach, reaching for her novel. She felt Erin’s gaze and automatically turned to her. Jenna felt flutters in her middle as Erin smiled, her elfin features perfectly offset by her auburn hair; tied loosely up to keep it off her shoulders as she was tanning. A light dusting of freckles across her nose and under her eyes made her appear younger than her 16 years, and Jenna felt a small pang of guilt that she was so attracted to the teen.

“I’m sorry Ms Lincoln, did I miss something?” Erin said a bit nervously.

Jenna was aware she had been staring for some time, and the Erin was probably self conscious by the attention.

“I’m sorry sweetie; no…I was just lost in thought.” Jenna said hastily. “Erin, you can call me Jenna if you like… when your mom isn’t around, that is.” Jenna said. She could see the dubious look on the teen’s face as she mouthed Jenna’s name silently.

“Really, Erin…I don’t mind.” Jenna reassured her with another smile.

Kate returned with the drinks for herself and Erin, sitting herself on Jenna’s chair as the girls picked up their aimless chatter once again.

“Let me put some lotion on you Mom” she heard Kate say, feeling her daughter’s weight shift as she grabbed the bottle from under her own chair. Soon, she felt Kate’s hands slide the lotion on her upper back and shoulders. Jenna shifted to get more comfortable, enjoying the impromptu massage more than she would have imagined. At least now she could look over at Erin without needing an excuse.

The conversation swam around her and Jenna soon found herself daydreaming. As always happened lately, her thoughts soon centered on Erin; naked Erin, clothed Erin, sexy Erin, laughing Erin…Jenna didn’t try to deny to herself that she had feelings for the young woman, but she just didn’t know how to cope with those feelings. Erin’s mother was one of Jenna’s best friends and Jenna felt that it was a betrayal to even think of Erin like this; especially the way she was thinking of her in her nightly masturbation sessions! That was yet another thing Jenna found herself coping with; her self-pleasure seemed to have increased exponentially.

Jenna felt her daughter untie the strings of her bikini top, laying them aside as she trailed a stream of liquid down her spine, stopping at the edge of her bottoms. Jenna had a momentary flashback to that day at the beach. It would sure be nice if the three of them were there now!

Erin had turned her chair to face Kate at some point during the conversation, and Jenna couldn’t take her eyes off of the young girl’s legs. They were so smooth, so flawless, so long…and Jenna’s gaze naturally followed to the juncture where they met, imagining Erin’s sex as the girl let her legs fall open. Like Kate’s, Erin’s body was still developing; skinnier than her daughter, her breasts appeared fuller, perfect little cones under her little sport-top. Jenna found herself lulled by Erin’s melodic voice as she and Kate continued to converse. “Get a grip…” Jenna told herself, feeling arousal take a serious hold.

“Mom…are you staring at Erin?” Kate asked from above her.

Jenna wanted to die. The sudden rush of blood surging through her body created a noise in her head that was drowning out all thought… she couldn’t even breathe.

“I think my mom likes you, Erin.” Kate continued. “I can tell, because you should have seen her the last time this happened…it was on that nude beach I told you about, except the girl was a little younger.”

Cold flashed over Jenna’s body; as intense and sudden as the hot flashes of mere seconds ago. She could feel tears start to form in her eyes as her daughter continued to talk.

“The other girl was naked though,” Kate confessed in a disappointed tone. “Mom was staring right at her pussy, just like she was looking at yours.”

Jenna finally breathed; gulping a huge lungful of air before letting it out in a stifled sob as her daughter described snippets from that day at the beach in lurid detail.

“Is that right…?” Erin drawled. “Were you picturing me naked Ms Lin… Jenna?” Erin corrected. Her heart was also beating a rapid staccato in her chest, and she wasn’t sure Kate had the right idea by pushing things into the open so abruptly…she was scared as hell and she could see that Jenna, it was hard to call her by her first name, was still off balance. Erin trailed her fingers up her exposed thigh, running the tip of one along the edge of her swimsuit bottoms; tracing the outline. “Were you looking at my p…pussy?”

It took a moment for Jenna’s addled brain to process the words. She had fully expected Erin to run away screaming, telling her own mother what a perverted woman Jenna was; could imagine the inevitable phone calls. Even through all that, she had never taken her eyes off of the young girl. She watched Erin’s hand make its wonderful, torturous journey as she wiped her tear-filled eyes.

Jenna sat up, looking from Erin to Kate and then back to Erin again. “What…what is this about? Why are you doing this to me?” she pleaded, not bothering to cover her bare breasts.

Instantly, Erin was out of her chair and kneeling before Jenna; concern warring with embarrassment in her expression as she laid a gentle hand on Jenna’s cheek. “I’m sorry, Jenna,” she apologized.

“I told Erin what really happened on our vacation, Mom.” Kate said, hugging Jenna from behind. “And then with the way you’ve been acting around the house…around her…I thought you might like to…you know…play around some and all.” Her daughter finished lamely.

Jenna’s anger was surging to the fore now, but Erin’s next words cooled her off like she had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

“I’m sorry we scared you, Jenna” Erin said, still lightly stroking Jenna’s face. “I was scared too, when I asked Kate if you had a crush on me…” she trailed off. “Anyway, I have to admit that I’m flattered…and curious.” Erin was having trouble keeping eye contact with the older woman; this was just too awkward for her to talk about. “I’ve been curious for a while now, but too scared to do anything. Kate thought this would be a great opportunity, and I feel safe with you and her, so…we just sorta figured we could surprise you… sorry.”

In the space of about three minutes, Jenna had run the extremes of just about every emotion she could…she was mentally exhausted. She stood up and wordlessly went to the edge of the pool, still topless. She sat with her feet in the water and her back to the girls; trying to get her sluggish mind to sort out this latest revelation. “She likes me? She is just curious? Does this mean what I think it means? God, she is so beautiful…What about Kate? Holy shit, Kate helped her plan this…how long…?”

Behind her, Erin and Kate shared a nervous glance. For the first time, Kate was worried she had pushed her mother too far; had completely misread the situation…tried to manipulate the events her own way when nobody except Erin was willing.

Silently, they stared at Jenna’s back.

Jenna stood, turning to the two girls. She looked at Kate, looked at Erin. Still silent, she walked the half-dozen steps to Erin and leaned down. “Are you sure about this?” she asked, hope I in her voice despite her attempt at calm.

Erin looked up at Jenna, her eyes wide. After a breathless moment, while Erin still stared, nibbling her lip in consideration, Jenna leaned forward and pressed pillow-soft lips to Erin’s own. Erin had never been kissed like this before. Oh sure, she had kissed her boyfriend…and most of her girlfriends for practice when she was a little younger, but those were not such a kiss as this. This was soft and melting. Jenna’s elegant hand pressed to her cheek; slick tongue lightly flicking her closed mouth.

Erin had no idea how to react. She laid a palm against Jenna’s chest to hold her distance, and pushed softly until the older woman gently, slowly leaned back. Jenna’s eyes closed; lashes stark against her cheeks, her bare chest capturing Erin’s gaze once again.

“I’m sorry” Jenna said softly. “We don’t have to do this now…I can wait.”

Erin fancied herself not uneducated in passion; she was sixteen after all. She had done her fair share of groping and kissing in the hallways of school or at the mall and even more than kissing at her friend Nina’s slumber party as the girls talked endlessly about boys. She thought she knew how it was done between girls!

She found her way back to the here and now eventually, her eyes stung with Jenna’s beauty. Jenna’s soft hand rested on Erin’s nape; comforting and welcome. Erin swallowed and licked salt from her lip, trying to think what to say.

“Do you think it is alright?” Erin finally asked.

Jenna looked over at her daughter, saw that Kate was sitting entranced, watching the scene unfold before her very eyes. In answer, Jenna kissed Erin her on the mouth.

“How fortunate for me that it is”, Jenna breathed; and kissed Erin again.