Like Mother, Like Daughter

"Sorry, it seems to take me forever to get ready to go out nowadays."

Derrick's eyes roamed up and down Elaine's body before he whispered, "It was worth the time."

"Thanks," Elaine said and blushed.

Derrick sat next to her on the bleachers as the other guys headed back to the picnic tables. "We beat the Accounting Department every year but they always come back for more," he laughed.

"Maybe you guys should let them win one," Elaine said.

"Yeah, right," Derrick returned.

The two of them sat for a while, enjoying the warm, late September afternoon. The leaves had begun to change and there was a smell of fall in the air.

"Another beer," Derrick asked when his was finished.

"This is my forth," Elaine said, not used to drinking much. "What the hell," she said. "Get me one."

Derrick brought her a bottle and said, "Want to take a walk?"

Elaine looked at the crowd at the picnic table and back at Derrick. "Uh... all right," she said hesitantly.

Derrick reached his hand out and helped her off of the bleachers. When she was on the ground, he held onto her hand for a moment too long.

Elaine pulled her hand from his and felt a tingling between her legs.

"Let's walk down to the lake," Derrick suggested.

The two of them followed a path through the woods, walking side-by-side without talking. Occasionally, one of their hands would touch the other. And, at least for Elaine, it would renew the tingling. They came out of the woods at a natural lake surrounded by a manmade white sand beach. Elaine stopped and took her shoes off and then they proceeded to walk down the beach. Soon they came to a large outcropping of rocks that was over thirty foot high and overlooked the lake.

"Let's sit up there," Derrick suggested, holding his hand out to Elaine.

She took his hand and let him lead her up a rock-strewn trail until they reached the top. "Wow, this is beautiful. I've never been up here before," Elaine said as they walked out onto the ledge overlooking the crystal blue lake. She looked down the beach and saw a few people but otherwise they were alone.

"Sit down," Derrick said.

"I've got white shorts on," Elaine answered.

"No problem," Derrick said and began to pull his tank top over his head.

Elaine watched with wide eyes as his strong stomach and then chest were revealed. His chest and stomach muscles rippled. A glistening of sweat made his dark skin shimmer. Elaine could feel her heart flutter and the ever present tingling between her legs intensified. The beer she had consumed was definitely affecting her and she would have been worried about her own desires had they not been in a fairly public place.

Derrick laid his shirt onto the rock and helped Elaine sit down. Then he joined her.

For a few minutes they enjoyed the soft breeze and the warm sun.

Elaine almost jumped when she felt Derrick's arm go around her back. She could smell his musk as he pulled her close. "Derrick," she whispered, refusing to look up at him.

Derrick placed his hand under her chin and turned her face up to him. Like the other day in the stairwell, their lips came together like magnets.

The kiss was as good as the one in the stairwell... maybe better.

Elaine felt her head spinning and worried that she might tumble off the rock. However, Derrick was holding her tightly to him.

Soon their tongues were dueling for possession of each other's mouths as Derrick's hand came up and entwined in her hair, keeping her mouth pressed to his. His other hand dropped to her thigh.

When Elaine felt it, she wrenched her mouth from his. "Derrick, we can't here," she whispered excitedly.

He didn't seem to hear her as he moved his hand across her smooth white thigh.

Elaine looked down and watched in fascination as his large, dark hand moved slowly up her thigh. Suddenly she wished she had worn panties because she could feel her sex juices soaking into the crotch of her shorts. Frozen with fear and excitement, she watched as his fingers moved closer and closer to the opening in the leg of her shorts. The shorts were so small that it was only an inch from the edge to her private parts. She groaned and trembled as one finger began to slip under the edge. Almost without thinking, she spread her legs, allowing him better access. "Oh Jesus," she moaned when his finger found her swollen sex slips. Normally Elaine had a lot of pubic hair. However, because she liked to wear short shorts, sometimes without panties like today, she kept it trimmed very short. What hair she had, formed a down of soft and dark hair, which barely covered her outer sex lips.

Derrick's lips found Elaine's again and his tongue slipped into her mouth as his finger slipped into her vagina. A moan escaped from deep in her throat as his middle finger moved into her already wet hole.

"Oh God, Derrick!" Elaine cried as she pulled her lips from his. His finger began to move in and out. Her hips began to lift upward, forcing the searching digit as deep as it could go. When his hand started to move faster, Elaine tried to close her thighs. She was rapidly losing control. "Ohhhhh," she moaned as waves of pleasure began to rush through her. She closed her eyes tightly and tried desperately to fight off her rapidly approaching climax. However, she was too far-gone. Her thighs squeezed tighter, trapping Derrick's hand as her hips lifted from the rock. Little whimpers escaped her lips as a strong climax rushed through her. "Ahhhhhh!!!" she gasped as her sex lips throbbed and her juice squirted across Derrick's finger and into her the crotch of her now soaked shorts. She collapsed into Derrick's strong arms.

Chapter 4

It took a while before Elaine opened her eyes. She found herself snuggled into Derrick's arm and he was smiling down at her.

"You're back," he said with a wide grin.

Elaine had a moment of remorse as she realized what she had allowed to happen. However, the memory of the best climax she had had in years overcame that feeling. She smiled back at him weakly and dropped her head in embarrassment. When she did, her eyes fell on his crotch. In spite of her recent climax she felt a rush of excitement. There was a very large bulge down the leg of his shorts. Without looking up at him, she reached down and gently ran a fingernail across the material covering his penis. It throbbed and pulsed under his shorts. Then she grew bolder and wrapped her hand around the swollen, cloth covered flesh.

"Ohhhhh," Derrick moaned.

Elaine looked around her toward the beach to make sure no one was in seeing distance. Then she turned back, her hand still holding the long penis under his shorts. She began to tremble as she slowly began to pull the leg of his shorts up his thigh. She had to see it. It didn't take long before she saw the swollen head of his penis peek from the bottom. With an amazed look she continued to pull the leg up until most of his penis was revealed. She didn't have a lot to compare it to but she knew that John's penis was about five inches long. This one was twice that length. "My God," she whispered as she took the long black shaft in her hand. Her fingers were not able to close around it.

"Ohhhhh!" Derrick gasped as Elaine began to move her hand up and down the shaft as if mesmerized. She watched in fascination as it grew even larger until it seemed that she had a black police baton in her hand. The head was swollen and almost purple in color. The shaft was thick and dark black with swollen veins running up and down the length. The slit was leaking a stream of clear pre-cum juice and it was running in a small river across the head and down to her fingers. Elaine opened her hand and let the juice run underneath. Then she closed her hand, using the lubricant to smooth the way for her hand as it began to move up and down again.

In a trance, Elaine began to pump her hand faster. She could hear the sound of his juice as it squished between her fingers. Then she heard Derrick moan. She had almost forgotten about him. When she looked up, his eyes were closed and there was a look of pure rapture on his face. She smiled and moved her hand faster.

"Elaine," Derrick hissed in warning. His hips began to lift from the rock in time with the movement of her hand.

Elaine looked from his face to his penis. The head had grown larger and almost looked like it was going to explode.

Then it did.

"Ahhhhheeeeee!!!" Derrick screamed.

Elaine jumped as she saw an incredible stream of white juice shoot from the pulsing head. It arched up into the air, higher than their heads, before landing with a splat on the back of her hand and arm. Another blast quickly followed. The shock caused Elaine to stop moving her hand. She quickly began to pump the shaft again, watching his sperm fly out like an erupting volcano. Pulse after pulse sent his hot and thick cream into the air.

Derrick's climax continued for a long time until the sperm shooting from the head slowed to a dribble.

"Jesus," he hissed as he leaned back on his hands with his head thrown back and looked up at the blue sky.

Elaine pulled her hand away from the shrinking penis and gasped. The entire back of her hand and half way up her arm was covered in the warm and sticky juice from Derrick's balls. "God, do you cum that much all the time?" Elaine asked in amazement before she realized what she was saying.

"More sometimes," Derrick said with a smile.

Elaine's face turned red and she whispered shyly, "You could populate the earth with all that sperm."

Suddenly they heard voices as a group of people walked down the beach toward the rock.

Elaine felt panicky as she looked at the mess on her hand and arm.

Derrick thought fast and said, "Let's get out of here. I think we can get back this way." He helped Elaine up and then quickly put his shirt back on. Then they climbed up higher to a ledge behind them. There was a trail leading through the woods and back down the hill. When they came out, they were on the other side of the rock from the people and were relatively safe. "You can wash off in the water," Derrick said sheepishly.

Elaine waded into the cold water and then washed off her hand and arm. When she came back to Derrick he looked embarrassed.

"Sorry," he said, referring to the fact that he had lost control.

"It's okay," Elaine said. "We need to get back. We've been gone too long already." Her voice sounded colder than she intended, but she was feeling guilty again.

They walked up the hill and back into the woods. Before they reached the picnic area, they separated, allowing Elaine to emerge from the woods alone. Derrick worked his way through the woods and came out on the far side of the grounds.

Fortunately, no one seemed to have missed them.

Chapter 5

Elaine was sitting in her office on Monday thinking about what had happened at the picnic on Saturday when Derrick came in.

"Hi," he said.

"Good morning," Elaine answered somewhat nervously. She had decided to tell Derrick that what they had done was wrong and that it couldn't happen again. However, when she saw his handsome face, her resolve began to weaken. She steeled herself and said, "Derrick... uh... what happened Saturday... well, things got out of hand. It... it can't happen again. I'm... I'm married." In spite of the fact that she had practiced what she was going to say to him, it came out as a very weak protest.

Surprisingly Derrick said, "I understand. I told you before that I have difficulty being around you. But I was out of line... again"

Elaine's was surprised that he was making it much easier than she thought it was going to be. He was being sweet and even sounded remorseful. They fell silent, looking at each other for a few moments.

Derrick broke the uncomfortable silence and said, "Listen, you mentioned that your mother might like to meet someone."

The abrupt change in subject threw Elaine off. She had to think for a minute about what he was referring to. "Oh... yes I remember."

"Well, I have a friend that works over in litigation. He's divorced, in his early forties and, like your mom, lonely."

"I know some of the guys over there. Who is it?"

"Do you know Jerome Tyler?"

Elaine said, "Oh yes." She pictured Jerome, who wasn't as tall as Derrick and had broad shoulders and a sexy smile. "He's the black guy with the mustache and goatee?"

"That's him. I was wondering if your mother would want to go on a double date with him and me."

Elaine felt somewhat indignant at his assumption that she would go out on a "date" with him, especially after what she had just said. She started to reply that she couldn't go out with him when he spoke again.

"Jerome is going to fix me up with his sister."

Suddenly the blood rushed from Elaine's face and she felt anger rising. She opened her mouth but stopped when she realized that she was jealous and anything she said would give it away. After a pause she said, "I'll ask her." The curtness of her response showed her anger. She quickly added, "I have to get back to work."

Derrick looked a little hurt. He got up, saying, "Let me know. We're going to go over to Jacksonville to a dance club. We'll leave about six- thirty Saturday night." With that Derrick hurriedly left Elaine's office.

Elaine sat there in stunned silence. She couldn't help her feelings; she was fuming. It was an emotional and illogical reaction but she couldn't deny that she was hurt. Her first thought was that she wouldn't ask her mother and just tell him that she had. However, by the end of the day she realized that she did want her mother to meet someone and that it would be very immature to sulk and spoil a chance for her.

On Wednesday nights, Elaine and her mother regularly had dinner together, alternating houses. This evening, it was Elaine's turn to cook. Her mother was playing with the boys when Elaine called them in for dinner. The two of them arranged the boys in high chairs and sat next to them as they ate.

"Mom, Derrick wanted me to ask you something."

"He wants to go out with me?" she asked with a facetious laugh.

"Well, not exactly... but close. He wanted me to ask you if you wanted to go out with a friend of his. He wants to double date."

"With you and me?"

"No, he is going to go out with the guy's sister."

"Then the answer is no."

Elaine was startled by her quick refusal. "Why?"

"Because you aren't going."

"Mom!" Elaine said in a loud voice. "That's ridiculous. I'm married. Besides, you've wanted to meet someone for a long time."

"I have but I don't even know this guy and I only met Derrick once for about thirty seconds. What if they want to get me somewhere private and do bad things to me?" She said it with a straight face but couldn't hold back a laugh. "Seriously though, I won't go if you don't go along to chaperone."

Elaine tried to act indignant but inside she was elated. "You're insufferable mother," she said. Then added, "All right. I'll ask him."

The following day Elaine went to Derrick's office to see him.

"Did you ask your Mom?"

"Yes, but she said no."

Derrick's face showed his disappointment.

Elaine continued quickly, "She said she would only go if I went along to chaperone. I told her that I couldn't do that. Besides, I know you want to go out with Jerome's sister."

Derrick smiled and said, "Actually, I'd much rather go with you."

Elaine hid her smile. "Won't Jerome's sister be mad?"

"Unfortunately, or maybe I should say fortunately, Jerome asked her and she said she couldn't make it this week. So, I'm willing if you are?"

Elaine acted like she was thinking about it. "I don't know," she said.

"Come on, it'll be fun... and I promise to behave myself." He smiled brightly.

"All right, but it's not a real date for you and I."

"I understand, but we can still have fun can't we?"

"You promise to behave?"

"Scouts honor," he said, holding his fingers up like a Boy Scout. Behind his back, he had his fingers crossed.

Elaine showed up at her mother's house at five-thirty. She had chosen to wear a simple dress that was cute but nothing special. After all, it wasn't a real date.

Sandra was in her bedroom getting dressed when she heard her daughter coming into the house.

"Hi Mom," Elaine called.

"In the bedroom," she answered. "Hi sweetie," she said when Elaine entered. She was sitting at her dresser putting on makeup.

"You all ready for your first date in... let's see, how long has it been... two years?"

"Well, if you consider Henry a real date."

They both laughed.

"I'm really nervous," Sandra said. Then she stood up and turned to her daughter. "How do I look?"

She had on a dark blue short skirt that was very tight on her hips and showed a lot of thigh. On her feet she had four-inch high heels. However, it was what she had on top that shocked Elaine.

"Mother!" Elaine exclaimed. Her eyes were as wide as saucers.

Sandra had on a sheer, white silk blouse. It was so thin that her braless breasts underneath were plainly visible. However, there were two pockets on either side, which covered her nipples.

Sandra said, "Is it too much?"

"Yes," Elaine answered.

"Good, then I'll wear it," she laughed.

"But mother, you're naked under the blouse," Elaine protested.

"Actually, I'm not wearing any underwear either."

"I can't believe you mother," Elaine said with a touch of disapproval.

"So what are you wearing under that dress? I can see you don't have a bra on. What about panties?"

Elaine face flushed.

"I thought so. I can't believe my daughter is going out on a date without panties."

"It's not a date for me," Elaine answered.

"Well, I hate to see what you would wear... or not wear... if it was a real date. I guess you'd go naked."

Finally, Elaine laughed, shaking her head and said, "I don't know what's gotten into us mother dear."

"Nothing," she said sarcastically. "That's why we're naked under our clothes."

Elaine shook her head, but then she had to smile again.

Just then the front doorbell rang.

"Are you ready?" Elaine asked.

"Ready as ever."

The two of them went to the door. Derrick and Jerome were waiting outside. Elaine did the introductions and they got into Derrick's car for the forty-fire minute drive to Jacksonville. Neither of the men missed that Sandra had on a see through blouse.

The four of them chatted as Derrick drove.

Elaine sat with her legs crossed, her skirt drawing high up her thighs. She could see Derrick glancing over. A chill of excitement went through her and in spite of her resolve she turned slightly toward Derrick, giving him an even better view of her bare legs. If she had been wearing panties they would have been wet.

By the time they arrived at the club, everyone had gotten to know each other as well as they could in the short time.

The club was a popular place for couples. Every weekend they had a live band and two for one drinks. Within an hour the four of them were laughing and joking like old friends.

When the two women went to the ladies room, Sandra told her daughter that she liked Jerome a lot.

As the evening wore on, it was becoming apparent that Jerome felt the same way about Sandra. They were laughing a lot and eventually began whispering to one another. On the dance floor, they held each other very close.

"Mom and Jerome seem to have hit it off," Elaine said as she danced with Derrick.

"I'll say," he answered and nodded toward the two of them in the corner of the dance floor.

Elaine looked and was shocked to see that they were kissing. She felt Derrick pull her closer. She didn't resist and placed her head on his shoulder. Her body temperature began to rise as she felt Derrick's strong body pressed to hers and his hands slip down to the top of her buttocks. She wondered if he could tell that she didn't have panties on. The thought excited her and she felt juice begin to drip from her sex lips. She began to worry that it was going to run down her legs so she asked if they could take a break.