A Mother's Dilemma Ch. 02

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Cynthia woke up to the sound of a running shower. The heat of the early morning sun also struck her. Her head was pounding and she was naked. The sound of giggling from the shower helped her recall the events of the previous night. She couldn't believe had had a night of lesbian passion with two women who were virtual strangers to her. One of them was a young bride to be but the second was the mother of her lover Johnnie Merton. As Cynthia's memory started to return she realised what had happened and how she got into this. Linda had used the same trick as her son. This flooded Cynthia's head with many questions not least was how much mother and son had conspired?

From the giggling and laughter coming from the shower it was obvious what the other two were up to. Not wanting any part of it Cynthia grabbed a robe from the end of the bed and headed for the bathroom.

When she got to the bathroom Cynthia was relieved there was no one using it. After filling the bath she eased herself in and just allowed the water soak in and at the same time resolved to stay for a long to stay in it for a long time.

As she lazed in the bath Cynthia recalled the previous night. She had been drugged and duped into lesbian sex. She should be angry but wasn't and she couldn't understand why. As she recalled the pleasure she had experienced she began to finger her pussy imagining that it was happening once again.

Cynthia's fantasy was shattered when there was a heavy knock on the bathroom door.

"Cynthia, are you in there?" It was Linda's voice.

Cynthia refused to answer.

"Please Cynthia, I just want to see that you are alright." said Linda anxiously.

"I'm fine. Now go away." responded Cynthia, trying in vain to sound angry.

Linda wasn't easily put off. "Cynthia, I know you're angry and you have every right to be but let me explain."

"Well go ahead and explain. Don't let me stop you," shouted Linda.

"Not here Cynthia. Come into town with me and we'll have breakfast. I'll explain everything. I promise. Please Cynthia."

Linda's pleading struck Cynthia as genuine. She sighed and then spoke again. "Give me a few minutes and I'll meet you at the car," she replied.

"Ok," answered Linda with relief clearly coming from her voice.

It was just a five minute drive in the car to the café although to Linda it felt like hours. She tried to break the silence but Cynthia just nodded whenever she spoke. They ordered breakfast and sat at the table.

"You wanted to explain?" said Cynthia in a matter of fact tone.

"You and me have a lot in common," began Linda.

"I don't think so," interrupted Cynthia.

Linda raised her hand as if to restrain Cynthia. "Hear me out. My husband walked out..."

"Mine didn't," retorted Cynthia.

"No, but he ignores you," countered Linda.

It was all too much for Cynthia as her lips began to quiver.

Linda put her arm around her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you, honestly," she said with compassion as Cynthia cried on her shoulder.

"Men, they just never know when they have a good thing!" said Linda in anger.

For some reason it made Cynthia laugh and she pulled away. She dried her eyes as their breakfast was laid on the table and an embarrassed Cynthia turned away.

"Cynthia, I'm sorry I did what I did last night but you can't deny you enjoyed it," said Linda.

"It was the drug you used," answered Cynthia, sounding defensive.

Linda laughed. "That simply relaxed you. The rest of it was your own free will. You did enjoy it though. Didn't you?" asked Linda.

Cynthia gave an embarrassed smile and nodded. "It's just that..." Cynthia paused.

"Yes?" Linda asked encouraged.

"Johnnie used the same trick on me." Cynthia said and her face reddened.

"He did? Oh that little bastard. Wait till I get my hands on him!" declared Linda in anger.

"You didn't know?" replied Cynthia, totally surprised at Linda's reaction.

"No I didn't," responded Linda somewhat curtly.

"I'm sorry, Linda," responded Cynthia in a penitential voice.

Oh I'm not angry at you, Cynthia," assured Linda. "It's just I developed that formula in college and kept it secret. Only Johnnie knew that I kept it at the house. He must have taken it without telling me." she continued. "I'm very sorry Cynthia."

"There's one other thing you should know, Linda..." Cynthia paused again.

"What is it?" asked Linda anxiously.

Cynthia took a deep breathe. "Johnnie and me, we, we..."

Linda comprehended and laughed. She took Cynthia's hands into her own. "Then he has good taste," she said good humouredly.

"You're not angry?" asked Cynthia, surprised and relieved at Linda's reaction.

"My dear woman you only confirmed what I suspected. He's a big boy and he doesn't need me to guide him. I know it's coming from me but please don't do anything to hurt him."

"I'd never do that, Linda." responded Cynthia with an assuring voice.

"Good enough. Our sons are very precious, Cynthia. We carry around inside us for nine months. They hurt us sometimes but we still love them. We love them in a way our men don't really understand.

Cynthia nodded in agreement and at the same time she felt Linda was referring to her own relationship with Douglas.

"Now, let's eat up. The girls have a busy day pencilled in for us," continued Linda.

Cynthia looked at Linda quizzically. "No tricks?"

"No tricks. I promise," laughed Linda in return.

Sure enough they had a busy day. When Linda and Cynthia got back to the house the others were waiting for them with a tour bus for a trip some of the most beautiful countryside. They lunched at a hotel before returning to the house after eight that night. They had supper together and after some more drinks and chatter Cynthia finally retired to her room. She didn't undress though. She rested on the bed and thought her sexual encounter with Linda and Catherine. Like her earlier experiences with Johnnie it seemed to awake yet another avenue of sexual craving. Restlessly Cynthia tossed and turned on the bed as she continued to be tortured by the images of naked female bodies in her head. Finally Cynthia got up and left her room. She walked down the corridor and knocked on another room door.

The door opened and Linda stood before her. "Cynthia, come in," she said warmly.

Cynthia sat on the bed and Linda sat beside her.

"So what's on your mind?" asked Linda encouragingly as she held Cynthia's hand.

Cynthia remained silent. She simply gazed into Linda's eyes and imaged a raging fire of lust. Slowly she edged forward and as her lips met Linda's what felt like an electric charge surged through her body. Cynthia could only assume the same feeling hit Linda as well because in moments both women stripped each other naked. As the wonderful sensation of their warm bodies clashed they indulged their wildest fantasies with each other. They got into a sixty-nine position and began to ravish each other's pussy.

"Mmmm," was all Linda and Cynthia could out as if eating a delicious dessert. Finally, as their juices gathered and then flowed, both their orgasms were huge and they sighed deeply in both relief and sexual satisfaction.

Linda and Cynthia rested together and gathered their thought. Cynthia sat up and was about to leave Linda stopped her. "Where are you going?" she asked.

"Back to my room." responded Cynthia uneasily.

"To hell you are. Come here," replied Linda in a dominant tone and pulled the woman towards her. Both women giggled as they disappeared under the bed clothes. Eventually they fell asleep cradled in each others arms.