Julie sat back with a glass of Sauvignon Blanc, waiting for her mother to finish in the kitchen. When she walked in with her own glass, Julie admired Madelaine. Shorter than her daughter, she still looked magnificent. Her huge firm breasts somehow didn't make her look out of proportion, just well proportioned. As usual, she was dressed sexily, with a low cut tee shirt and short, tight skirt.
Madelaine worked in a small town in the English Midlands, in the local NHS Hospital.
"A lovely supper as usual mum. You know I can do it for you, when you spend all day at work."
"Oh being a Dermatologist is hardly back breaking and I like to do it, you won't be at home much longer."
"OK, just offering, you look sensational as usual."
"Why thankyou, I try to look my best."
"With that cleavage, you don't have to try hard. Do you ever have a conversation with a male patient or colleague, when they look you in the eye?"
"I know, but it makes them feel better, when I show these puppies off a bit. You're Dad's the worst you know."
"Why did you two divorce, when you're still crazy about each other?"
"Oh it's not just about love or desire, we just couldn't make it work, him a senior Surgeon, me a Dermatologist, in the same hospital.
Anyway, what about you? Your going to break some hearts soon."
"Oh Mum."
But it was true, like her Mother, Julie was pretty, not beautiful, dark blonde, taller, large breasts too, if not as sensational as her mothers. A nice curvy Ass, long legs, if a bit muscular. They were both, just sexy, desirable and fuckable.
What does it take to be sexy, how can you define that? Well beauty is great too, but it is daunting, a bit threatening. With Julie and Madelaine, they look as if they're up for it. If you approached them, you might get a brush off, or get lucky. For both of them, that meant very lucky indeed. You would be in for a great night, you'd never forget. Julie in fact, was still a virgin. She'd just finished her last year at school and with luck, would be off to Oxford in October, to start a medical career. Yes, not much imagination, when both parents were Doctors, but at least she should know what she was letting herself in for.
In fact, luck wasn't part of it, she worked hard and was clever. If not Oxford, she'd get into Bristol or Southampton, both good schools as well.
"Did you have a good time at your 18th party?" Madelaine asked.
"Yes of course I did and the present was great."
"It's only money."
"But it's what I wanted Mum. Uni is so expensive and a long course. I'm still going to need a Summer job to save some money."
"Yes, but it's boring. What would you have as a great present, tell me?"
"No, you don't want to know."
"I'm pretty hard to shock love."
"OK then, well I'd like some good sex, I'm still a virgin you know."
"No I didn't know in fact. What a relationship?"
"No good, mind blowing, make the earth move, fucking. I'm just like you. Sex is going to be important to me, like it is for you. Oh yes I know that you like it and why not. You and Dad too, yes I know that as well."
"You're right, I love sex and making your Dad happy, why not?"
"No reason and I'm sure you make him very happy. He should get married again."
"Oh he won't, we're still a bit lost in each other. Others too of course, not patients, too dangerous. But colleagues, some of the junior doctors, when they look at me in that horny way. Must keep the team happy."
"Not sure I've read that in the Hippocratic Oath."
"Oh don't be prim and po faced.
But what about you, I'm not going to get in the way of your ambition, but the pill, care against infection, all that?"
"Yes Mum, I know all That, but thank for being understanding about it."
"Whose the victim, sorry, lucky man, boy?"
"Oh something will turn up before I leave for uni.
Now when do your refugees from the Congo turn up, how many are there?"
Madelaine worked for a charity helping refugees and there wasn't anywhere in the world needing help more than the DRC, Democratic Republic of Congo. It was none of those things, not a republic or democratic, but a bloody hell hole, where everyone killed and raped everyone else.
"Oh there'll be five boys, sorry men, in their early twenties, all no family left, plus a couple who consider themselves responsible for them."
"Expect we'll have one boy at least, as usual."
"Yes. he'll be here in a few days. We've so much room un this house, it'll be good for us."
Yes, no problem Mum, I'll help out shopping cooking and things. Anything you want done tomorrow?"
"No that's fine, all in order, thanks."
Next morning, Julie had breakfast with her Mum, who looked great as normal. A tight white blouse with at least one too many buttons undone and a short, tight. blue skirt. She was incorrigible.
"Meeting your Dad for coffee, anything you want to ask him?"
"No, no, just send my love and try and keep your clothes on if you can, it is a hospital."
"Don't be cheeky to your ageing mother, creeping into her dotage."
"Yeh, yeh, just keep a lid on that raging libido. You look sensational as usual, by the way."
Madelaine kissed her daughter on the head and left for work. When she finished the committee meeting at 11.30, Dan , her ex husband was in her office, waiting for her and gave her a hug.
"Get your hands off me, lecherous old man." And she pushed him away, playfully.
"Thanks for your help at the party and for paying for it."
"Does that get me a little reward?" He grinned. Madelaine could see the swelling in his groin.
"Can't an honest woman get a bit of peace, when she's divorced. You did get the letter from the court?"
But she gave a big sigh and went over to lock the office door. Dan came up behind her and gripped her breasts.
"Get your hands off my Tits you brute. I'd have thought you'd have mauled them enough when we were married. Never left me alone did you?"
"Don't recall a complaint," He laughed and pulled her ass against an erection.
"Alright then, sex maniac, but it'll have to be quick, I've got another meeting. But as I remember, you never did last long."
