Starting Over Ch. 03

"She seemed very taken with you."

"I know. It's because I treated her like an adult. I had a daughter who was an only child and I know how important it is when you are an only child to feel like you are part of the group, even if they are all adults."

"Well, thank you for that. She'll probably be talking about you for a week."

I looked at Maggie and was very attracted to her. Mary was right about that, I did want to date this woman. "Now that you mention it, why don't you two come over for lunch tomorrow? I have a small balcony and can cook something on the grill, or I can make something else if that's not appealing. What do you say?"

She looked me over. "Well, I don't know. We usually have so much to do on Sunday." She paused. "However, since you didn't take shit from my father and my daughter and sister are obviously impressed by you, I guess we can do that." She gave me a little smile. "We can be there by about 1pm. Is that too late for lunch?"

"Not at all. I look forward to it." I reached for my phone. "Now give me your number and I'll text you all the information you need."

She gave me her number and I entered it into my cell. I then sent her a text with my address. When I was done I looked up and she was smiling at me. It was a good smile. Then I caught a glimpse of Mary peeking around the corner and giving me thumbs up.

"Okay, I have it. I look forward to it. The grilled food option sounds great."

"Anything you want me not to cook for Maddie?"

"No, I let her eat hot dogs and burgers occasionally. Whatever you want to do is fine."

"Good. See you tomorrow at one. Now make sure you tell Maddie good-bye for me. I really like her."

"Thanks. I'll tell her."

I left and was very happy about my date with two beautiful women. It put me in a good mood for the rest of the day, despite my dislike of Mr. Bradford and my inability to control my anger at him.

Sunday, 14 October 2012, John's apartment, Seattle, Washington.

I had just finished preparing everything and was waiting for the doorbell to ring. I had an aluminum foil bowl with the salmon ready. I had already applied some lemon and butter and seasoning. I also had a few hot dogs and some marinated chicken ready. Since I wasn't going to cook immediately, I put out some chips and salsa and some crackers and cheese. Maddie had seemed to like cheese yesterday. I also had a small birthday cake as a surprise for Maggie. It was a lot of food, but whatever we didn't eat would make for good leftovers.

At 12:50, Mary called and told me she had to go to work at 3pm at the bar. I invited her to join us and at first she said she would just get in the way, but then I reminded her that we would have a 6-year old chaperone so she agreed to join us.

Finally, at about 1:15, Maggie and Maddie arrived. They were both wearing jeans and a nice t-shirt. And boy did Maggie's butt fill out those jeans. It was a nice, tight, bubble-butt. Maddie was cute as a button with her hair in curls and carrying a small Winnie-the-Pooh bear. Interesting. Maggie gave me a peck on the cheek and Maddie gave me a hug.

We made small talk and noshed on the appetizers for a couple of minutes and then Mary showed up. Maddie obviously loved her aunt and godmother as she rushed into her arms for a big hug. I then started up the grill and we all had a beer (root beer for Maddie) while I cooked and we chatted. They asked questions about my history and my time in the Army. I told some funny stories about it, but we got very little out of Maggie. I finished cooking and we finished eating about 3pm. It was delicious. The chicken was nice and moist, the hot dogs were good, and the salmon was excellent. The side dishes I had purchased were potato salad, a pasta salad, and a green salad. Everyone ate well. Mary had to rush off to work and then I decided to introduce Maddie to my Winnie-the-Pooh.

When my wife had her first surgery for the cancer, my daughter and I had been in the hospital gift shop purchasing a couple of little things when she spotted a very large Winnie-the-Pooh. My wife had loved those stories when she was young and still had her original books from when she was a kid, which she had used to introduce our daughter to the series. So we bought it. When you held it up on its legs, it was about 27" tall.

"Maggie, Maddie, I haven't shown you the entire apartment, so let me show you around." We had spent all our time in my living/dining room and kitchen so I showed them the bedroom. Then I led them to the door to the other side. "And this is the other half of the apartment." We entered and now they saw that I had some room. I showed them the living area, which was a mirror image of the one we had been in all day, and then led them toward the bedroom. "Now, before we go in here, I need to tell you something." I looked down at Maddie. "There are some stuffed animals in here that belong to my daughter and they are probably lonely, so feel free to play with them, okay?" She nodded gleefully and Maggie chuckled. I opened the door.

I knew that there were lots of my daughter's extra animals in here. She had kept some of her favorites to take to college, but still packed some up to go on her bed out here. There was also a small child's rocker that we had had for years from when she was little. It was at the foot of the bed, facing the door and sitting in it was the large Pooh bear. Maddie's eyes went wide and then she squealed. "Pooh!" She exclaimed as she ran over to the bear. "Can I pick it up?"

"You can play with it all you want when you are here, sweetie."

"Yea!" She grabbed it and picked it up to give it a big hug.

Maggie smiled, punched me in the arm, and said quietly. "You are evil, you know that?" I grinned. "You know she's going to want to come over here a lot to see that bear."

I smiled at Maggie and put on my innocent face. "And what would be wrong with that?"

"You're a real smartass!"

"True. But I'm also a good guy."

She looked at me for a few seconds. "Yeah, maybe. C'mon, let's go back to the other side."

We made our way back and Maddie looked up at me. "You can bring Pooh back with you."

She grinned and raced into the other room, almost tripping in her hurry to carry the large bear.

We all went back in there and sat. We had a couple of more drinks and I suddenly noticed that Maddie was yawning. I turned to Maggie. "Does Maddie need a nap?"

She looked at her daughter. "Yeah, she's probably worn out. She was up late and up early. I'd better get her home."

"Why don't you put her in the bed next door? She can sleep there and we can continue to visit."

She looked at me funny and then got up. "Maddie, honey, it's time for a nap."

"But, Mommy...", she began.

"It's okay, honey. Mr. Jackson is going to let you sleep in the bed with all the stuffed animals and Pooh, okay?"

Maddie looked at me with joy on her face. "Okay." She was definitely pretty agreeable for a six year old. Maddie got up and Maggie took her to the other apartment. I busied myself cleaning up a few things and it was about 15 minutes before she came back.

"She's already out. She was exhausted. She also wouldn't let go of Pooh."

"That's fine." I looked at her. "Another drink?"

Maggie looked at me for a few seconds and I started to get nervous.

"No, I don't want anything else that might dull my senses." And with that, she walked up to me and kissed me. It wasn't a quick thank-you kiss. It was a horny, I need to get laid kiss. When she stepped back she looked up at me. I could see some hesitation in her eyes.

I took her in my arms and kissed her hard and she returned it. She was as hungry for sex as I was, at least I thought so. "Shall we make use of my bed while Maddie sleeps?"

She stared at me for a few seconds. "Ummm, sure."

"You seem a little hesitant."

"I know. Look, I think you are a great guy," she looked down at her hands "and I haven't had sex with a man in a year." She suddenly looked at me with something approaching fear or trepidation at this. "Are you sure?"

I grinned and pulled her to me. "Do I look stupid? Of course I want to make love to a beautiful woman."

I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. We kissed hard there, tongues fencing, and hands exploring. Finally, she broke it off and looked up at me. "Please, do it now."

I grinned and went to work much like I had done Mary. I started by slowly undressing her and kissing each part of her body as it came into view. Her tits were about a nice B-cup and I kissed the freckled tops after I removed her shirt. She ran her hands through my hair as I did that and I reached around and flipped open the clasp of her bra with just my left hand.

Her eyes widened. "That was slick."

I grinned as I slowly took the bra off. "The result of a wasted youth."

Then I bent over and kissed each nipple wetly. She continued to run her hands through my hair. If only I had more. I kept it short and I think I was starting to lose it. Oh well, I had this goddess in my bedroom and that was all that mattered. I knelt and unbuttoned her jeans. We worked together to remove them and then I reached up to grasp the sides of a very brief thong. It was barely opaque enough to hide her charms and I smiled up at her as I started to pull it down. She smiled back and I think she actually blushed. I got them down and was staring at another shaved Bradford pussy. Damn! I decided that I loved shaved pussies. I could really see and feel the texture of the skin and enjoyed eating pussy, so it was great.

I stood and moved her toward the bed. I sat her down there and then let her watch as I got undressed. She noticed the scar from my bullet wound immediately. She looked up at me as she raised her hand, but stopped before touching it, wordlessly asking for permission. I nodded. She moved her hand over it, feeling the texture and the scar tissue. "Is this what I think it is?"

I nodded. "Yes, it's from a bullet wound I got in Afghanistan."

She continued to run her hand over it. "Does it hurt?"

"Not anymore."

She stood up as I removed my pants and boxers. When I was naked she leaned over and kissed my scar. Many people had been saying "thank you for your service" when I was out somewhere and they realized I was a vet. But Maggie kissed my scar, said "thank you for your service" and grabbed my very hard dick. This was the best thanks I had ever received for my service. The very best.

We then rolled onto the bed and made out like teenagers, feeling each other's body parts. Her nipples were sensitive and her pussy immediately wet. She pulled back and looked into my eyes and said only one word. "Now." I grabbed a condom from the bedside table and rolled it on. I climbed on top of her and she grabbed my dick, aiming it toward her wet opening. I pushed in slowly and she moaned. I think I moaned, too. She was so damn tight for a 36-year old mother.

And then we slowly fucked in the missionary position. It was probably the first time in a long time that I had had sex so slowly and passionately. Maggie came three times and I finally reached my own orgasm.

As we lay there in the afterglow, Maggie cuddled up to me. "That was nice."

I chuckled. "Nice?"

She rose up and little and I saw her get this teasing grin. "Okay, it was better than I've had in at least a year."

I laughed. "You're a smartass, too, aren't you?"

She grinned and put her head back on my chest. "Takes one to know one."

She put her head back on my shoulder. "Thank you. I'm so out of practice with dating and sex that I had forgotten how nice it is. But I guess you are out there sowing your wild oats again, eh?"

"Yeah, that's right. Counting you I'm up to two women after 20 years with my wife. I'm really out there getting some." She just grinned and I got more serious. "Should we be worried about Maddie?"

She sighed. "Damn. I was hoping to lay here and enjoy my first fucking in a long time and you have to remind me I have responsibilities." She rose up and kissed me. "Just kidding. I was thinking the same thing."

Maggie got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I smiled. She appeared to be a good woman, had a great kid, and was just in my bed. That was a pretty good thing. Plus she just said "fuck". First time I had heard her swear.

She came out of the bathroom and got dressed. "C'mon. You have to be up, too."

I got up and got dressed and she went in and checked on Maddie. She came back. "Still sleeping. I think I'll let her sleep for another half hour."

"Would you like something to eat or drink?"

She considered that for a second. "Just water for now. I don't think I want any more alcohol."

I got her a glass of water and her cell rang. She picked it up and looked at me as she rolled her eyes. "Hi, Mary. [pause] Yes, everything is fine. [pause] I'm not going to say anything about that. [pause with chuckling and eye-rolling] No, I'm not saying that I had sex with him. [pause] I didn't say that either. [pause] Okay, I have to go, he's coming back and I don't want him to hear me talking to my sister about my sex life. [pause and she blew me a kiss] Okay, talk to you tomorrow. [pause] Don't call me that you slut!" She cut off the call and laughed. "Oh, man, you are going to get the third degree from my sister asking about whether or not we had sex and how it was, etc., etc."

I sat down next to her. "I'll just tell her the truth."

Her head turned quickly and she eyed me suspiciously. "What?"

"Yeah. I'll pop over to her bar after you guys leave and tell her that her sister is easy."

"Asshole!" Maggie slapped me on the arm, but grinned.

"Yeah, a few frilly words and you were counting ceiling tiles."

Maggie laughed. "I know that line. That's from the movie Roxanne."

I finished chuckling as she got that reference, then I turned to her and got a little more serious. "Okay, all joking aside, how do you want me to play it?"

She sighed. "Well, she's definitely going to figure out we had sex, so just tell her that I was fantastic, your best lover ever, and all that stuff."

"Oh, you want me to lie."

"Hey!" My shoulder got slapped again. Then she looked at me closely. "I'm glad we can joke around about this a little. I hate it when everything is so serious that you resort to a deafening silence."

I smiled. "Yes, but are we just covering up our real feelings and insecurities?"

She stared at me. "Are you trying to make me uncomfortable now? You know I already feel kind of slutty since I did this and it wasn't even after an official first date." Then she leaned in and hugged me. Whew! That comment had me a little worried at first.

"Of course not. I want you to be comfortable here – and in my bed."

"Men. Always thinking of their penis, or at least on behalf of it."

I grinned. "That's from something, too, right?"

"Yes, I believe so, but I can't remember where. I just knew when I heard it that it was the truest statement I ever heard."

"Ouch! That hurt!"

She looked up at me. "Is it not true?"

"Well – for most men, maybe, but not all the guys I know are like that."

"What about you?"

I pushed her away a little and looked down at my crotch. "Just a second. I need to confer with my buddy before I answer."

She rolled her eyes. "Okay, this conversation is getting weird. I need to get Maddie up and get her home. She has school tomorrow."

We went in and woke Maddie. She was such a good kid. She didn't try to take any of my daughter's stuffed animals and didn't hold on to the Pooh like she wouldn't let it go. In fact, she quietly and politely rearranged all the animals on the bed and put Pooh back in the child's rocking chair. She looked up at me and her mother. "Pooh likes the rocking chair. He'll wait for me there."

Maggie smiled. "Are you coming back?"

Maddie looked from me to her mother. Now she showed a little trepidation at leaving the beloved Pooh. "Aren't we, mommy?"

Maggie looked over at me and I just gave her a cheesy grin. "Yes, honey, we can come back," she turned to me, "just to visit Pooh."

I gave her a little pout and we left the room. At the front door, I hesitated, not knowing how to say good-bye to someone I just slept with after one little lunch while her young daughter stood there. Maggie knew it immediately and leaned over and kissed me quickly. "Thank you for a wonderful day, John." She turned to Maddie. "What do you say Maddie?"

Maddie came up to me and put her arms up like she wanted to be picked up. I picked her up.

"Thank you Mr. Jackson." She gave me a hug and kissed me on the cheek. That got a raised eyebrow from Maggie and I was a little surprised, too. I put her down and she scampered out the door.

Maggie watched her turn the corner and then kissed me hard on the lips. "Yes, thank you, Mr. Jackson." Then she grinned and ran after her daughter who was probably already out the door.

I closed the door and smiled, pretty satisfied with life right now. I really liked Maggie and Maddie. They were both so beautiful.

To be continued...