A Woman In Hardware Ch 12

The two women arrived home to the kisses of Helen's children; Helen noted the passion that Jill seemed to express when she kissed Sue. They talked for hours about the new city, the new home the children wouldn't see until May fifteenth, and the wonderful news that Sue would be living with them. The children couldn't believe they would live in a house with a four car garage thinking it was the height of opulence. Helen couldn't wait till they saw the billiard room and library, as well as the huge bedrooms, each with a private bath, which would be their own. Finally, Sue stood up to leave for her own home and Helen saw the look in her son's eyes. "Sue if there is nothing pressing at home would you like to stay the night?" Helen asked and then with a twinkle in her eye added, "Unfortunately I don't have a quest room so you will have to share a bed with someone." Helen knew full well that Jill's bed would be empty but didn't bother to mention it. She was certain that Sue knew about her transgressions with her daughter after all her son knew and Sue was his lover. Helen didn't know it was Sue who had designed her seduction in the first place. Sue, who was in love with the entire Anderson family, didn't care whose bed she shared, although she definitely had a preference for Chris' because of the intensity of her love for him and to be honest the fact that he was a male.

Laughing Sue replied "Well Helen, I have this squeak and there is only one person in the house that has the proper tool to fix it." Helen was soon filled in as to where this squeak was located and how it was repaired. 'Hum' Helen thought to her self 'I'd like another crack at the squeak myself' remembering their couple of days together. Helen also wondered why Sue was so free talking about this in front of Jill but assumed it was because of knowledge of her own relationship with her daughter. When Sue and Chris left to go to bed Helen turned to her daughter and taking her hand said

"I was hoping you would take me to bed tonight"

"Oh mother when have we not been in bed together when your home since we started to make love?" asked Jill.

"I just need to be reassured, I guess, that you love me that way," answered Helen. Jill realized that her mother was suffering from some of the same qualms that she had suffered in regards to an incestuous relationship and reassured her with kisses and hugs before she took her mom's hand and led her to bed. Jill soon discovered, while she kissed her mother's sweet pussy, the ring of hickeys surrounding her redolent cleft and suffered a momentary pang of jealousy before realizing it was a trail that had to have been left by Sue.

Infused with love she wondered if Sue had left that trail for her to discover and kissed each mark before she said to her mother, "Mother, you've been playing while you've been away, did Sue make you cum and cum? Did she make you wet? Did she kiss your sweet pussy like this? Did she make you wiggle your pussy all over her tongue?" Jill licked and sucked on her mom's labia and clit inflaming Helen until her hips began to move her twat against Jill's loving mouth. "Did she make you kiss her pussy mom? I want you to kiss my pussy like you kissed sensuous sexy Sue's sweet slot." Jill's teasing questions served to help inflame their amorous inclinations and soon each was trying to out do each other in wicked suggestions, or better yet new approaches until Jill went to the drawer that held her mother's hardware and selected a long thin vibrator which she felt would serve her purposes. She stood in front of her mother and spread her legs, bent at the knee slightly, and as her mother watched thrust her pussy forward to make easy access for the vibrator she slipped into her waiting, hot, wet, cunt. Then with vibrator in place she crawled onto the bed and shoved her mother's legs up and back until her mom's knee's were level with her teats which exposed both cunt and asshole. Jill thrust the vibrator in and out of her own pussy until it was thoroughly greased by her sticky juices and with gentle thrusts slid it into her mother's ass, which elicited groans of delight as she turned it on. She then pulled back the hood over her mom's clit and began to lick, only to feel the funny buzzing sensation on her tongue as she brought her mother off.

Soon both women were sexually satisfied and Jill spooned into her mother using the grip her brother had taught her; to hold both breasts as her mum's rounded, fleshy, sensual ass cuddled against her pubes seeking the most skin-to-skin contact possible, slightly tickled sometimes by Jill's abundant pubic hair. While Jill held her mother in her arms in an embrace so tender it evoked tears of love in her mother's eyes, Jill worried about whether her mom was having second thoughts about their relationship. "Mom, I love you so and I'm so happy that you have been able to overcome any reluctance you may have had in making love to your daughter. It makes it wonderful to know that my mother loves me that much. To have my own mother's tongue and fingers in my special place takes me to such levels of rapturous enchantment. To taste and tongue the beautiful pussy that gave me birth, many would think depraved, I think so beautiful it makes me cry thinking about it." Since her mother was already tearful Jill had hit the right note and any fears that Helen had disappeared with the loving words and magical embrace.

Helen replied," Thank you dear I'm glad you told me, it was wonderful with Sue but to be honest just touching my beautiful daughter down there, to be blunt makes me so horny I could scream sometimes."

"I know mother isn't it wonderful, I think it's because we're sort of doing something that is sexily, deliciously, naughty. So did you ask Sue if you could?" asked Jill.

"Did I ask Sue if I could do what dear?" Helen sleepily questioned.

"Screw him of course mother!"

"Jill Anderson, are you suggesting I want your brother too, well I never......" Jill's hand left one breast and descended to Helen's beautiful quim to test the waters there. As she suspected her mother's pussy was so wet with just the thought, of her brother, it belied her words and Helen knew it. "Oh Jill I'm such a depraved woman, but I want him so badly."

"You're going to have to ask her mother, and what better time than when you are making love to her? You're hot just thinking about it. My brother and I talk. I know he wants you too, but he'd never go behind Sue's back and he loves her too much to ask if he could." All this talk of her son had returned Helen's lustiness and Jill could feel the increasing moisture around her checking finger. Jill pulled her mother onto her back and shifted down in the bed so that she would be able to suckle on her mother's nipples while she pulled her mother's closest thigh between her legs to hump while she slipped two fingers into Helen's warm sodden pussy. As she stroked she thought she'd try something Chris and she had discovered the previous evening while they experimented after a lovely fuck. Jill crossed her two fingers and applied a back and forth rotating motion as she thrust in and out of her mother's creamy quim her mouth and tongue rolling her mother's nipple to provide maximum stimulation. Jill's own clit was swollen and hard as she humped it against her mother's thigh.

"Oh Jill where did you learn to do that?" cried out her mother, "It feels so wonderful." Jill wanted to tell her mother how she was enjoying her brother, but sadly, once you deceive it's hard to get back on the straight and narrow. Jill had talked about telling her mother with Sue. Sue had advised her to wait for the right time and she would help her. So Jill kept quiet and continued to stimulate a pussy she knew hadn't felt a fine male in close to twenty years. It was easy to stimulate her mother with thoughts of a hard dick particularly when the crossed fingers, which rotated, and thrust imitated one so well. So she talked about her brother and how Helen's pussy ached for the feel of his thrusting tool, easily brought her mother off again on thoughts of a son's loving fuck. Her own pussy hunched on her mother's thigh slathered creamy moisture over her mother's skin until the slippery smoothness brought it own rewards as thoughts of her brother screwing her mother danced in her mind.

The weeks flew by, the kids studying for exams, Helen flew back and forth between the two cities, and Sue gave notice at work. It led to little sex grabbed at odd moments with one notable exception. Sue was again invited to see the new house while the architect was present. As with their previous visit, they arrived at the hotel at around six but instead of changing and having drinks, they went straight to bed. Helen knew she didn't have to be any place until the following morning so she had time to enjoy an evening of sex without interruption and had become extremely suggestive on the plane. She gave Sue several thoughts as to how a woman might help oil her squeak. Sue was not really paying attention because she knew there was only one person in her life who could oil her squeak and she had no intention of that ever changing. However, the barge of constant sexual innuendo fired her own libidinous nature and she soon had designs of her own as to what should take place with the gorgeous body sitting next to her.

They simply stripped themselves as they closed and locked the door behind them not taking time to play with clothing. Sue again took control of Helen leading to the bed and tenderly placing her upon it. Sue was learning what Helen liked and disliked. One of the big surprises was that Helen liked being ordered, no that wasn't right, controlled was a better word, in bed. Sue soon understood that by the end of a working day Helen was tried of making all the decisions that running a large company required and enjoyed someone else making the sexual decisions that would take her to orgasm. As hard and demanding a boss as Sue knew Helen would be, she was soft and compliant in the bedroom allowing her body to be used with a relaxed lassitude, demanding nothing but expecting everything that could be called love.

Sue loved her pillowy soft voluptuous form, the ripened curvaceous mounds of breast, the pliant milkiness of skin, the velvety kissable smoothness of her yielding, submissive thighs; the oh so feminine dainty delicacy of her sex fragrant with the aroma of her desire. Sue pushed Helen to one side of the bed so that she could lay her head on the soft dome of femininity just above her pussy hair. Taking deep breaths of womanly scent into her nostrils she began to play in the luxuriance of the silken hairy forest. Sue fluffed with soft touches Helen's abundant curly pubes which brought additional beauty to her crowning glory, before sending a single finger to trace the delicate lips below. The rise and fall of her head as Helen breathed, the warmth on her ear and cheek added further poignancy to the moment as her finger stroked and split the delicate flesh sensing the slick moisture allowing penetration. Sue's own loins were on fire and a tensity built demanding more until she reared up in the bed, straddled Helen and drove her face into the sweet delicate folds her finger had stroked but a second before. Her tongue drove hard splitting the dainty lips seeking cunt juice she could devour. Her tongue withered over and probed between the now swollen lips before it began a steady thrashing of the stiffened to attention tiny soldier that held Helen's orgasm captive. She beat the tiny nub with a loving tongue which hardly noticed Helen's tongue returning her love with equal intensity. Finally the little soldiers released their captive passions sending both Helen and Sue into a paroxysm of love.

Helen lay in the bed still in Sue's warn embrace basking in her love. She stretched under the warmth of Sue loving hands and said, "Sue, I'm so happy that you and Jill have brought out this wonderful bisexuality that I never knew I had. I love the heat and lust your femininity brings out in me. I honestly thought only a man could do what you do to me"

Sue asked hesitantly, this woman she admired so much, "You really believe you're bisexual?"

"Of course I am how else would I be able to enjoy your lovely pussy so much?" Helen replied. The last barrier broke in Sue and her body was wracked by the first terrible sobs the tears streaming down her face falling onto Helen as Helen reached for her newfound love not knowing yet what had brought about this awful transformation. Sue body shook, her face torn by the agony of the ugliness of her remembrances.

"He killed her, the fucking asshole." She screamed. "Why, why did she have to leave me behind?" Sue gasped between terrible sobs as for the first time in her life she let go of the almost unendurable agony of her sister's loss. Sobbing uncontrollably unable as of yet to coherently speak, her face cuddled into Helen's shoulder and neck as they sat in the bed in each others arms. "I denied her love. I denied her love. Oh God I denied her love." Still gasping, hiccupping, between her sobs Sue shook with emotions the tears raining onto Helen running over her chest dripping from her nipples. There was one unseen benefit in this terrible cloud; she had chosen the right person to finally unburden herself to. Helen without even hearing the story knew the ugly passion, which had overcome her friend and lover. As her own tears began to fall with deep understanding, she held Sue tight, stroking with soothing hands.

Then with sorrow of her own explained, "You did not deny your love, you denied your loss. As you sit and scream the hatred of your insufferable agony you are a testament to your deep love. If you believe anything about me then believe I know this to be true."

Helen sat with her lover in her arms accepting a fellow traveler of a familiar road, her own tears commingling with Sue's. She did not attempt to wipe with a corner of a sheet the flow over her lovers' cheeks but simply licked them away when she needed to kiss a rounded cheek. Helen sat in the bed for hours holding Sue as the sobs waxed and waned. The whole story slowly unfolded in the moments when Sue gained some control. Helen's back ached from holding the same position but until Sue indicated she no longer needed to be held, she wasn't going to move. Helen would never let go of a fellow sufferer even if she didn't love her so. As the evening progressed Helen spoke of her admiration explaining she at least had two fine children to raise who were a testimony to her passion while Sue had been left with nothing but still faced life with a fine sense of humor. They talked long into the night, Helen using the sheet to wipe Sue's nose so she could kiss her lips. Sue explained how she had tried to deny her bisexuality trying to maintain a belief that her sister was the only woman she could ever love. It was what finally caused the break down; her own admission to herself of her love of Helen. Finally, they lay beside each other. Sue cuddled in the familiar grip, both breasts loving held, her bum snuggled against the pussy hair she had loving fluffed long hours ago. Sue felt a little guilty not telling this wonderful woman about her relationship with her daughter but remembered just before blurting it out that she had promised Jill they would do it together. Helen on the other hand had a sense of relief now knowing her son was in the hands of a fiercely protective lover, who loved with overwhelming passion.

Remembering what Sue had to say about denying her bisexuality, Helen applied it to her own case and realized she had denied love for eighteen years until the night she had come home from Boston and watched her son make love to Sue but only remembered her husband. She had almost entered the room that night wanting to partake in that which was so beautiful. She had denied herself because it was her son, allowing society to dictate to her needs. Now she regretted her decision knowing she would never have the time to develop an outside relationship. She knew her son wanted her and it had created terrible cravings of her own. Helen was unable to stop the incestuous fantasies that plagued her now even at work. Well it was a wonderful fantasy and some day she was gong to act upon it. After all, the woman that would be able to make it possible lay beside her.

The move came and went. Everyone was busy settling in and Helen and Sue were immersed in work. Sue watched the political climate of a large corporation swirl around her boss and with fierce protectiveness advised her boss and lover who and what might cause her harm as she kept Helen's affairs in immaculate order. Helen was able to make presentations to the board with statistics and notes ever current handed to her by her able assistant. After one particular grueling week, Sue announced there was a long weekend coming up and they were going to use it, proving to her boss that all would be organized in time for them to enjoy some time with each other and the children.