A Fantasy about Love Pt. 02 - The Commitment

Her smile turned from sad to kind.

"She told me also a bit about your picnic and what happened - you don't have to panic, I assume that she didn't tell me everything - but from what she told me, I believe that you could have gone all the way; you stepped back, however, because she said that she was not ready yet. You had promised not to do anything she didn't want, and you honored that promise. Mr. Winter, I don't know any other man who would have had that integrity and love to protect her life, and not to satisfy his own needs. Mr. Winter, you have become a part of our family now and whatever happens between the two of you, you'll always be welcome here, but I warn you - if you ever hurt my daughter, I will make your life so miserable you cannot imagine it!"

She got up and took my hand lifting me to my feet.

"I said that we are family now, so please call me Eileen."

She placed a little kiss on my cheeks and as surprised as I was, I could still smell her perfume and saw the beautiful woman she was. She was as red-haired as Maureen, with a face not as soft and young as Maureen's, but with more definition and experience. She was smiling now, and everything had changed for the better.

"If you want me to call you Eileen, I would be honored if you called me James, and if I'm part of your family now, you are also part of mine"... and gave her a kiss on her cheeks. She was not expecting it and I smiled.

"This is for keeping Maureen and me under such pressure what you would do to us; it is also a pleasure to kiss such a beautiful lady."

She blushed - imagine the iron lady blushing - and took my arm.

"Let's tell Maureen that you are still alive; she must be biting her nails by now."

We walked into the kitchen and Maureen looked first anxiously at me, then with surprise at her mother. What had happened? When she saw both of us smiling, she jumped forward and first gave me a kiss, then another one to her mother.

"Mom, I'm so happy that you like James."

Eileen swallowed several times and said in a low voice: "Do you realize that this is the first time in years that you call me 'Mom'?"

Maureen looked at her and said that from now on, she would always call her 'Mom', because she had returned to be not only a mother, but also a friend and protector. She had always wanted this, but because of everything that had happened, sentiments had slowly diminished between the two women, but it seemed that this was now healing rapidly. She gave Eileen another kiss and asked her "What was decided about my future?"

"You can have him, and with my blessings. He is part of our family now, and always welcome in my house and heart."

"Mom, what happened to you? Does James have a similar effect on you, as he has on me?"

"We discussed our opinions and positions, and I agreed that he can court you, as long as I am not forgotten in this relationship. Remember that I do not want to lose you again and I have James´ promise on this."

Maureen kissed her again, much more warmly and looked at her. "Can I kiss James, too, Mom?"

"Go ahead, but don't embarrass the poor guy.

Maureen turned to me, hugged me closely and kissed me, not a motherly kiss, but a kiss from a woman who loved her man and enjoyed it. A small cough separated us, and Eileen said that if we wanted to eat tonight, someone had to look after the food, and that the person indicated tonight was Maureen. She asked me to open the bottle of white wine and pour us a drink. It was a Grosset Polish Hill Riesling from the Clare Valley, and it had an aromatic and complex nose with some minerals and lime adding to its crispness. It tasted light but balanced and I complimented both Eileen and Maureen on their choice. We returned to the living room and let Maureen suffer in the kitchen.

"James, you're luckier than you know. Not only is she beautiful and a wonderful person, she knows how to cook, too."

We talked more about me, my background, my experience in Australia, and about business in general. It was impressive how well informed she was, and how decisive her opinion was on how to go forward with her company. She warned me, however, that whatever would happen between us, NT was business and that I should not expect any special treatment. She had her responsibilities to her company and her employees, and she would not hesitate to choose another company if the offer were better.

We had almost finished the bottle when Maureen called us to the table. She looked lovely in her black cocktail dress with a little apron protecting her from any stains. I helped her take it off and she whispered that I could take the rest off, too. Seeing her daughter saying something and blushing furiously, she told us to behave, at least while she was still in the same room. Suddenly, both started to giggle and blush, and Eileen ordered us to sit down. I inquired politely what the giggle was about and was told by both, that ladies did not giggle and to shut up - this was a girl moment.

The roast beef was very tasty, and the wine Maureen had selected, a De Bortoli Reserve Pinot Noir, accompanied it perfectly. The aromatic cherry fruit nose, a complex earthy taste and a berry and herby palate complemented the solid flavour of the beef. A small apple tart with a glass of the Lillypilly Estate's 2002 Noble Blend finished out a wonderful and tasty dinner. I thanked both ladies for the evening and when I was ready to leave, Eileen said that the evening was early and if I wanted to stay some minutes more and if Maureen accepted this, I was welcome. She herself would retire to her bedroom, read some business reports and go to sleep.

Maureen went 'humpf' as if she would let me go away voluntarily, having any chance at all to stay close to me and kissed her mother good night. Eileen turned to me and smiling, said: "Don't do anything that I would not do ..." and to my surprise, gave me a kiss, not sensually, but affectionate, and left. She turned at the last moment and said: "Come tomorrow for breakfast and stay the day with us. OK?"

Maureen stood there with her eyes wide open. She apparently could not believe what had happened. Her stiff and rigid mother had kissed her boyfriend in front of her, and not on the cheek, but on the lips? And had invited him to stay the day? What had happened to her?

"Darling, what did you do to my mother? She is not herself. She invited you to stay here tomorrow for breakfast, lunch and whatever time you have until you have to leave. You know when was the last time we had someone here for Sunday breakfast? Years and years! And she kissed you! This is not the mother I know from the last years. What happened? Did you bewitch her like you spelled me?"

"Darling, technically speaking I cannot bewitch her. I am not a witch - at best I could be a sorcerer, a wizard, a warlock or a mage. You should hope that I am a wizard, because sorcerers are often quite evil!"

She told me to stop this German nonsense and tell her what happened.

"We talked about my past, how we met and what I expected from you, and what you could expect from me. Did you have to tell her about our picnic interlude? I almost fainted when she started on our activities today; not all of them, I hope, but I can imagine what went through her mind. And she was grateful that you had returned to her as a daughter and a friend - I don't know why she credited me with this, but I did not refuse. She also told me some story about the magic that your mother and her ancestors carry for a very long time. I cannot really believe what she said since times have changed, but she seemed to be serious about the, as she called it, 'blessing and curse'. So you might be a witch - which would explain why I love you so much."

Maureen looked at me and apparently wondered whether she should tell me more. Then she said that it was not her mother's imagination, but that it had happened several times over the years. It was always complete happiness or suicide for the woman involved.

"She wanted to warn you about the consequences of further involvement with me - and I believe we do not need to go much farther for this to happen - and that was also the reason that I told you I was not ready for the final step. James, my darling, consider well what you are going to do with me, because it is not a joke, this is deadly serious. If you have any doubts, you better leave now, before it is too late. If you feel, however, as I believe you do feel, I will give myself to you from the bottom of my heart and soul. I am ready, darling."

I took her in my arms and hugged her so close that she protested a bit, not so much against the hug, but against the force that seemed to crush her. I apologized but kept her in my arms.

"Darling, I cannot do now what I want to do; we are in your mother's home and I want this to be as special as you and I can imagine it; the day was wonderful, and I am still going to see you tomorrow. What could be better?"

"I can think about a lot of things that would be better than letting you return to your hotel now. Come here."

She led me back to the living room and pushing me down on the couch, settled herself on my lap.

"I called a taxi to arrive in twenty minutes. Is there anything you can imagine you can do during the next fifteen minutes? I believe that is all I can get away with. May I give you a hint? This dress has a special button and if you find it and open it, everything will fall apart."

It took me two minutes to find this button; actually, she had to put my hand on it, because it seemed to be impossible to concentrate on a button if I had her lips to kiss. When it fell off her shoulders, I had other parts to kiss. My mouth hunted for her breast and I sucked her nipple tenderly. She purred like a very satisfied cat and I placed my hand on her other breast, twisting her hard nub. She leaned forward to force more of her body into my hand and murmured "More, James, more ... a bit harder... " and she shuddered. Taking my hand away from her breast, she guided it to her pussy and whispered: "Make me come..." I stroked her outer lips and then put one finger into her folds. She moaned "More, James..." and obediently I put a second finger deep into her pussy. My thumb found her clit and I rubbed it gently, increasing the speed slowly until she cried out. "Yes, my love ... yes ... yes..." and slowly coming back to her senses, hugged me with all her forces.

"I love you, my darling, and never let me go."

I kissed her deeply and pulled her body into mine. Suddenly I realized that more than fifteen minutes had passed and that we were in dangerous territory.

"Darling, I have to go. The taxi is waiting, and I don't want your mother to get angry with you or me. Sleep well, dream of me and I'll see you tomorrow."

She protested, but finally agreed. A final kiss and my promise that I would be back at nine o'clock. She led me to the door and pushed my hands on her breasts. "Never forget that these are yours and they need a lot of attention; but go now and come back tomorrow early."

I had to think a lot on the way to the hotel, and after taking a shower and going to bed, I tried to analyze what had happened. My feelings for Maureen were growing deeper every day, and I knew what I wanted - and I believe I knew what she wanted, but Eileen? Where was the aggressive woman that everybody was afraid of? My colleagues - especially Peter - were scared of her, and the stories I had heard about courtesy being discarded and meetings abandoned were awful. The woman I had met showed nothing of this; she treated me like a friend and her worries about my relationship with her daughter were utterly justified. Perhaps tomorrow I could find a solution to my doubts?

Chapter 7: A Change in Relationships

I woke up smiling and anxious to get over to Maureen's place. Not knowing what would happen, I went back to my casual slacks and shirt, checked out, got my luggage and a taxi, and arrived at five minutes to nine.

Maureen seemed to have been waiting when I rang the bell, as the door was opened immediately. She was a pleasure for my eyes - a transparent cover and what seemed to be a very small bikini underneath. Her eyes were smiling and her lips invited my kiss. I embraced her and said that I had missed her already. She whispered "I, too, darling...", returned the embrace and stood there for a moment leaning into my body until a little cough separated us.

Eileen was standing behind her, dressed smartly, but rather conservative. I went forward and she extended her hand "Welcome, James". The difference between Maureen and Eileen could not have been greater. One smart business woman and one exuberant young woman smiling up to her ears. Had I misunderstood Eileen's words yesterday? She asked me to come in and stopped before entering the living room.

"James, I want to apologize for yesterday evening, I behaved not appropriate for the situation."

I looked at Maureen asking for help, but she just stood there letting me handle the problem on my own.

"I do not understand, Eileen. I can still call you Eileen?" She nodded. "In which way did you behave inappropriately?"

She blushed and said in a low voice: "I gave you a kiss. You are with Maureen and I should not have kissed you."

I still did not understand.

"Eileen, we had an understanding yesterday and you said that I was now part of your family. Family can kiss each other, can't they? On top of which you are a beautiful woman and I enjoyed it very much. I was surprised, but I did enjoy it. Is Maureen upset?"

Maureen shook her head vigorously and said: "Mom, you can kiss James any time you want, and I give you full permission to enjoy it, but if you, James, just look at another woman, I scratch your eyes out. Be careful!"

Eileen looked at Maureen and then at me, and it seemed like a heavy weight was dropping from her shoulders. "So both of you are satisfied with this?"

Maureen and I nodded and then I stepped forward and hugged her. She put her head on my shoulders and gave me a hug in return. Maureen came to us and embraced us both.

"Mom, give him a kiss so that any possible misunderstanding is cleared. Let me show you how it is done."

And Maureen gave me a blood-curdling kiss that let me steamed up and Eileen with her eyes wide open.

"Mom, this is the way you do it. You didn´t have much practice during the last years, but James knows how to kiss - and other things - and I loan him to you for practice. Kissing, Mom, nothing else!"

She started to laugh and exploded. "If you could look at each other! Blushing all over! But go ahead, Mom. Show me whether you still remember how to do it."

Eileen looked at Maureen, who nodded with a tender smile, and then lifted her head and offered her lips. I lightly brushed my lips against hers, and Maureen observed with a smirk that this was supposed to be a kiss, not a little peck. I looked at Maureen whether she really meant it and she nodded, whispering: "Go ahead."

I took Eileen in my arms and started to kiss her, deeply and with feeling, and opened her lips with my tongue. She hesitated a moment and then responded with her tongue coming out and caressing my own. I dove in and spoiled her mouth, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth and sucking her tongue into my mouth. It was sensuous and exciting, and when we stopped for breathing, her knees trembled, and she almost fell down. I had to keep her tight in my arms until she recovered slowly.

I heard Maureen applauding saying that this was a kiss worth its name, and could we please go in now and have breakfast? Eileen opened her eyes and I could see that she had accepted that things had changed. She started to smile and gave me another kiss, this one slowly and with much warmth. She stepped back and said "Wow" and then "Have I told you that you are always welcome in this house?"

Maureen took my luggage and pulled me towards the staircase. "Mom, James will change into something more comfortable, and I would suggest that you do the same. We'll have breakfast and then go to the pool, so put a bikini on. I know that you have some quite exciting ones and James will probably drool all over you. This would be OK as long as he drools all over me first..."

Eileen seemed to shudder and then moved like she had just woken up. That kiss must have had a deeper impression than I thought, but at this moment I was quite confused again. So the only thing left for me was to follow Maureen and receive guidance on how to behave. I mean kissing Eileen was exciting, but Maureen was the woman of my life.

I followed her up the staircase to a guest room and she said to change into a swimming trunk and a Bermuda. I took those items out and waited for her to leave. She looked at me as if I was loony.

"What are you waiting for? I am hungry and Mother will be waiting for breakfast. Are you embarrassed in front of me? You have seen all of me and I of you. Actually, you have progressed above the seeing part to the touching part. So go on and change, and I will definitively not leave this room."

I shrugged and took off my slacks and my shirt and looking at Maureen, slowly took my jockeys off, too. She stared as slowly I was bare and licked her lips. My penis had become excited and was standing up looking at her. She slowly moved forward and touched it, and then licked the top. I reacted strongly to her touch: who would not, feeling the lips of your woman on your shaft?

She murmured "I love seeing you excited. I love making you excited, and I love feeling you excited..." and then she took me into her mouth. Her tongue was going up and down on my erection, her hand was stroking the shaft faster and faster, and it took no time at all for me to explode. At the last moment she lifted her dead, and my eruption caught her fully in the face. There was the creamy liquid on her lips, her cheeks, her eyebrow, her hair and some had even dropped to her breast. She smiled contently and licked her lips, then wiped my seeds off her face and body with her finger, took it into her mouth and licked it slowly, saying: "This is all mine, and I am not going to waste it. You left me yesterday contented, but you were frustrated, so this is your reward, my love."

I was trying to get my knees straight again because I had almost fainted with excitement at the moment I exploded. Maureen laughed and got my trunks and Bermuda. "You are so easy to love, and seeing you excited makes me happy. I promise you that this will improve every time, but you have to let me practice a lot!"

I changed and we went back to the breakfast room. Eileen was already waiting for us. She had changed to an outfit similar to Maureen's, a transparent cover with a bikini that seemed to be even smaller than Maureen's - and Maureen's did not cover a lot. The pool would be very interesting!

Eileen gazed at us and asked: "Did you get lost on your way? I've been waiting for some time already!"

Maureen blushed (and I must not have been very far from this also) and said that she had to show me the room, and then she had to take care of something. Eileen started to smirk and said that she could imagine very well what she had to take care of. "And by the way, you missed a bit." and she put her finger at her left eye, wiped it along the border, and put it into her mouth, licking it lazily.

Maureen blushed furiously and said "Mom!" and ran out of the room. Eileen looked at me and said smilingly that she was grateful to me that this family had returned to its origin and warm bond, and that she could tease her daughter again. "We have a future together again and thanks to you, I'll not forget this, but never hurt my daughter!"

"Ma'am, yes, Ma'am, but remember that this way together is for all of us, and we all have to decide where we'll go. Nobody can force the other person to follow a way he doesn't want, at least not forever. With all due respect, you don't have to remind me all the time that I will be punished by you if anything bad happens between Maureen and me. For me, the fact alone that this could happen would be punishment enough."