Thanks, Mommy
My boyfriend, Corey, and I spent my 19th birthday at a hotel arranged by my mother. We went out to dinner and he presented me with an engagement ring. Corey and I were "betrothed." At his suggestion our parents had made a formal, but not legally enforceable, agreement that we would be married. Now I had a ring to show our commitment!
Corey took me to school the morning after my birthday -- I was a freshman at the local community college. I had trouble paying attention in class and spent all of lunch gushing over my ring to my best friend and Corey's sister, Kaitlyn and then any other friends and acquaintances who dropped by to see what the fuss was about.
Corey picked me up, as he usually does after my last class on Friday. On Fridays we always went to my house for some study time.
"
Cathy! Cathy!
" I yelled as I came in. Cathy is my younger sister.
"
What is it?
" she yelled down the stairs in an annoyed tone. She came to the top of the stairs, "Where were you last night? Mom seemed all excited but dad was a bit down." She descended the stairs and saw Corey, "Hi Corey. Were you guys having sex again?" Cathy was obsessed over my sexual activity.
"
Look Cathy!
" I exclaimed, holding out my hand and ring finger. "
Look what Corey gave me!
"
"Wow!" she said. "Does this mean you are really
engaged
now, not just this 'betrothed' thing you keep claiming isn't an engagement?"
I wasn't sure about that and gave Corey a glance intended to let him know I wanted him to field this one.
He looked back. I think he was worried that his answer might not be what I wanted.
I took him off the hook, "No, It just means that we are committed to one another."
Corey sensed the disappointment in my answer and stepped in, "It means we intend to marry each other," he said. "I guess that's an engagement. But you're right it's not much different from being 'betrothed' so things aren't that different. It's just that now Susie has a sign of my affection and commitment."
I gave him a big smootch.
"Must have set you back a pretty penny," Cathy said. Ever the drama queen, she put on a good old boy, buddy voice and winked at him, "I bet this got you a pretty good night last night, Ehh?"
"Cathy!" I exclaimed, "You're incorrigible."
"I'm what?"
"A pain in the ass!" I responded.
"But insightful," Corey added, winking back at her.
"Corey!" I huffed at him, "Don't encourage her!"
The two of them laughed lightly at my outrage. Corey quickly grabbed me, gave me a big kiss while stroking my back and butt. "
She's just having a bit of fun and we
did
enjoy ourselves last night didn't we?
" he whispered in my ear.
"Not because of the ring!" I said back to him.
"No, it was because we always enjoy ourselves and it was your birthday," he said. "But the ring did seem to add an extra something to your reposes. I noticed even if you didn't."
Cathy was watching and listening with interest. "Always about sex with you two," she said in a voice suspiciously like my mother's. She retreated back upstairs.
I was upset but Corey was amused. "
He doesn't have to put up with her comments every night,
" I rationalized to myself. But, I realized, my feelings came mostly from a concern that my sexual activity would affect Cathy adversely, causing her to engage in improper sexual activities. "
If she isn't already sexually involved,
" I thought.
Her "mother" voice also reminded me that I needed to thank Mommy for helping Corey out with the ring and packing, and
that
nightgown. When she came home I showed her the ring. "Corey said you gave him the ring size," I told her. "And that you packed my bag, and you must have given me that," I searched, unsuccessfully, for an adjective, "that ... very nice nightgown."
Corey added, "She got the room for us too, Susie, and paid for it."
I stared at her. My eyes must have been the size of saucers. "Mommy! you didn't! I thought you didn't approve of us having sex."
"Well," she said and paused. "Sweetie, can we maybe discuss this in private, maybe after Corey leaves this evening."
I was impatient. "No, I really want to know and I want to thank you. Corey can hear it. Can't he?"
"Well he could but I would rather this be just between you and me."
"Corey won't mind if we go up to my bedroom for a bit, will you Corey?"
"No, of course not," he answered.
We went up and sat on my bed. "So what's going on here?" I began.
"Please don't discuss this with your father," she started. "He was a bit upset with the idea that you were spending your birthday night with Corey."
I was a little surprised. When I first started having sex with Corey and told my parents my father had been most supportive. But over time my mother had become the supportive parent.
"Well," she continued. "Corey came to me and told me that he was going to get you a ring for your birthday and asked for your ring size. I was happy to do that for him and asked how he planned to give it to you. he said he thought he would just wrap it and give it to you at whatever birthday celebration we decided on.
"I just didn't think that was special enough and told him so. He asked for my suggestions. Well, I spent a couple of days thinking about it and decided that a good dinner and a pleasant night together, just the two of you were more appropriate. I didn't even give him a chance to do the work himself. I just made reservations and told him about it. I would have canceled the reservations if he objected. I just wanted the best for my little girl, ... well ... not so little anymore ... my rapidly maturing daughter."
"But, Mommy, you've changed your mind about our sexual activity? You approve now?" I asked.
"I don't know. I can see how happy you are. And when you come home after your nights with Corey you almost glow. And, ... and, ... well, ... Saturday nights when you aren't here I think of where you are and what you and Corey are doing." She paused in thought. "Well, ... to be honest ... I can't help but think of that huge penis going in and out. I think of how you always talk about having orgasms and, ... . Well, I have a pretty substantial penis available to me."
I knew she was talking about Daddy.
"Well, Saturday nights aren't just nights of passion for
you
." she continued. Then she gave a light laugh. "I'm getting really wet right now just talking to you about it." To my surprise she lifted her skirt and spread her legs to show a spreading damp spot on her underwear.
"In any case I'm not going to deprive you of your pleasure," she said. "I'm going to do what I can to make you as happy as possible. I see how Corey is when you are here together on Fridays, I hear what you say about him, I hear how he talks about you. There is no doubt in my mind that he is right for you and I think you are right for him. I'll do anything to keep you two together."
I gave her a big hug. "
Thank
you
, Mommy! Thank you for helping Corey give me a special night, thank you for your support, and thank you for being my mom."
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