Amanda Pt 02 1

Amanda lay naked on the bed, her head resting on Matt's shoulder. They were both a little sweaty from a passionate round of lovemaking.

"I can't believe that graduation is tomorrow. It all went by so quickly," Amanda said as she looked at the ceiling, thinking about the last four years.

"Yeah, it did. But I go back in the fall for round two," he said.

Amanda turned to face him, "you're just a gluten for punishment."

"Probably. But I at least want my master's before I hit the job market. It should give me a step up."

Amanda placed her hand on his shoulder and rested her chin on it. She looked at Matt for a few moments.

"I love you, Matt."

Matt turned his head, "I love you too pumpkin."

"What if you hadn't stopped to help me that day. None of this would be happening," she gave a slight sigh, "I can't imagine my life without you now."

"I almost didn't. And I can't and don't want to imagine it without you."

Amanda turned her head so that it was laying on his shoulder. She moved her hand to his abdomen. She slowly rubbed his stomach, her hand inching lower. She curled her fingers just a little as she started running them through his pubic hair. Finally reaching his penis, which was soft and sticky. She started to stroke it and could feel it begin to harden in her grasp.

"Mmm, your beginning to come back to life," she said.

Matt just let out a slight groan, enjoying the sensation of her hand around him.

"You know you made mom a very happy lady yesterday afternoon," Amanda said as she looked at his cock, slowly beginning to harden.

"I'm glad," he said. "It still seems odd sometimes to be having sex with her and you're not there."

"You want to stop?" she asked with a smile, knowing full well what the answer is.

"No, I'm not saying that."

"You know it's okay. Besides, I had her to myself the day before," Amanda said with a laugh.

Matt started to reply but was stopped when Amanda sat up and took his now fully hard cock into her mouth. He simply closed his eyes and tilted his back a little as the warmth and wetness engulfed him.

***

Lisa stuck her head in the doorway of Amanda's bedroom an hour later. She smiled at the nude couple, fast asleep in each other's arms. She was inclined to let them sleep, but it was getting towards dinner time and who knows how long they have been like that.

She stepped into the room and smiled at the sight of Amanda's hand cupping his testicles. She took an extra moment to admire Matt's penis. A penis that she had come to enjoy greatly. Finally, she shook Amanda's shoulder.

"Hey, sleepyhead."

"Huh, wha?" Amanda said in a voice that was coming out of a slumber.

"Looks like you had a busy afternoon," Lisa said with a smile, her eyes looking up and down the entwined bodies.

Amanda smiled, "you could say that."

About this time Matt's eyes fluttered open and looked at the figure leaning over them, "Oh, hi Lisa," without a bit of an attempt to cover up his nakedness.

"I'm tempted to strip and join you two," Lisa said, "but I'm willing to bet there's no energy left," she said with a laugh.

Matt just smiled knowing full well he was spent for the moment. Amanda took everything out of him, literally.

"Matt, honey, are you staying for dinner?" Lisa asked.

Matt rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, "no, I promised mom that I'd be home for dinner."

Lisa stood up and took a step back, "well you had probably better get up. And take a shower first. You don't want your mom smelling how you spent the afternoon."

The couple crawled out of bed and headed to the shower but not before Lisa quickly patted his penis and softly said, "I can't wait to play with that again."

"Mom, you're incorrigible," Amanda laughed as she took Matt's hand and led him to the bathroom.

***

Matt stepped into his house and could smell dinner cooking. He made his way to the kitchen and saw his mother at the sink, her back to him. He stepped up and wrapped his hands around her waist and gave her a small hug.

Looking over her shoulder, "you want me to finish that?"

Pat turned her head just a little, "no, I'm almost done."

She sighed just a little as her son let her go and stood off to the side and leaned against the counter.

"Your dad would be so proud of you, Matt," she said, not taking her eyes off the sink. She didn't want her son to see the tears that were sure to form.

Matt nodded his head, "Yeah, I do miss him."

Matt's father died the previous year just as the school year ended. His heart just simply stopped beating as he was teaching a Trigonometry class. Despite every effort, he was not able to be resuscitated. It was a devastating loss for both Matt and Pat.

"He'd probably be still be wondering what the hell I'm going to do with a Forestry degree when there's all this math still to be solved," Matt said with a hint of a laugh.

Pat turned and rested her hip against the counter as she dried her hands, "perhaps, but he'd still be proud of you. Just as I'm proud of you," she said, her head slightly tilted and a smile.

Matt looked at his mother. Some women fall to pieces and let their life go downhill after the death of a spouse. But not her. She still looked as beautiful to him as she always had. She still had a figure that could turn a man's head and eyes that could melt the hardest heart.

"Thanks mom," Matt replied breaking into a smile.

Later that evening, Matt had his arm his mother, her head as they watched a chick flick that his mother wanted to see. As the closing credits rolled on the screen, Pat asked, "are you sure that there isn't anything that Lisa wants us to bring tomorrow?"

"I'm sure. I've asked her a couple of times and she's said no every time."

Pat stood up and looked at Matt who had remained seated, "well, I'm going to bed. Tomorrow's going to be a busy day." She smoothed out the front of her slacks and smiled at her son.

Matt returned the smile, "night mom, I love you."

"I love you too, Matt."

***

Lisa and Pat sat together in the auditorium and they each dabbed their eyes as their offspring walked across the stage and received their diplomas. The two women had become close friends over the months and were often doing things together.

The pair looked around the gathering in Lisa's backyard there to celebrate the graduation of Amanda and Matt.

"I'm so proud of you, Matt" his mother said to him as she straightened out non-existing wrinkles on the front of his shirt,

"Thanks, mom."

"There's a nice gathering here," Pat mentioned.

"Yeah, there is," Matt agreed.

Amanda approached the two, "Having fun, Mrs. McKenzie?"

"I've told you before, please call me Pat," she said with a smile. "The missus makes me feel old."

"Well, Pat, you are certainly not old and you definitely don't look old," as she quickly looked Pat up and down.

"Sure," Pat replied with a laugh and patted Amanda's arm.

"If you don't mind, I have to steal Matt. Mom wants to make a toast."

"Of course, dear."

Matt looked at his mother for just a moment with a hint of nervousness. A look his mother recognized. She just smiled, placed her hand on his shoulder and nodded. She watched as Amanda took him by the hand and led him to the porch where Lisa was standing

The noise of the gathering was interrupted by the clinking of a spoon against a glass a couple of times.

"Attention everyone. I want to make a toast," Lisa said and then waited for a moment until she had everyone's attention. "To my daughter, Amanda for graduating college and embarking on her career in HR," Lisa finished as she raised her glass and drank from it.

Amanda then said, "and a toast to Matt. Without his help, I'm not sure I would have passed that damn calculus class in the first place." The story was known throughout the people gathered and the comment was treated with a laugh.

She drank from her glass and then gave Matt a kiss.

"If I may offer as toast as well," Matt asked.

"Please, by all means," Lisa replied.

Matt raised his glass, "I'd like to toast my dad who I wish could be here but passed away just about a year ago. Without his drilling me with math, I wouldn't have been able to stop and help this frustrated student, meeting the most wonderful girl I could ever hope know. And I hope to spend my life with."

Everyone cheered and drank from their glass. Except for Amanda who just stared at Matt.

Matt turned and looked at Amanda, setting his glass on the table. Taking her hands in his, "Amanda, you are the best thing that's happened in my life. I never imagined this day when I first sat down and worked with you on your homework. But I have fallen in love with you and I know that there is no one else that I want to spend my life with than you."

Matt let go of her hands. Amanda immediately placed them on her face as tears started to form and roll down her cheeks. Matt knelt down on one knee as he reached into a pocket and withdrew a ring.

Holding up the ring for her to see, "Amanda, would you marry me?"

Amanda was shaking and the tears flowing even more. Despite this, she nodded her head and said "Yes."

Matt stood, took her left hand and slid the ring onto her ring finger. She took a moment to look at the ring and then her mom, who was standing next to Pat, the two mothers also crying with big smiles on their faces. Then she flung her arms around Matt's neck. The group that gathered gave their loudest cheer of the afternoon as Matt wrapped his arms around her and they kissed a kiss that displayed their love for each other.

The rest of the afternoon was a whirlwind for the newly engaged couple as each of the guests took their turn to offer their congratulations on their graduation and their engagement. Each of the women had to take a moment or two to admire the piece of jewelry that Matt had placed on Amanda's finger. It wasn't until all the guests had left, the dishes washed, and things put away that the four of them could sit down and rest.

The moon was in the night sky as Pat and Lisa sat on a bench seat. Matt sat in a chair with Amanda in his lap, her arms around his neck and her head resting on his shoulder. His arms clasped around her.

Pat leaned into Lisa, "they are certainly a cute couple."

Lisa leaned towards Pat, the two women looking at Matt and Amanda, "Yeah, they are. I couldn't ask for a better man than Matt for a future son-in-law."

Pat had no idea that there were more than the normal reasons behind Lisa's statement. She nodded her head, "and Amanda is such a wonderful lady. She has done wonders for Matt," she paused. "We are a lucky pair of mothers to have such wonderful kids."

Lisa patted Pat's arm, "don't you know it."

***

It was mid-morning before Matt's eyes slowly opened. Even then it was only because the sun had moved such that its light was shining on his face. He would have sworn he had closed the curtains the night before. But they were wide open now.

He always wore at least a pair of shorts at night when he was home lest his mom discover him naked. He slipped on a robe and made his way to the kitchen. He smiled when he saw that there was still a half pot of coffee and the brewer was still on, meaning it would be nice and hot. He poured himself a cup and doctored it up with a little cream and sugar and savored the first hot sip in his mouth and down his throat.

He finally saw his mom through the kitchen window working in her garden. He knew that he should go out and help, but he needed to wake up a little more first. Besides, she was on all fours pulling out weeds, her rear facing him. So, he had to take a few moments to admire the sight before him.

Yes, it was his mother, he thought to himself. But she was still a woman and a damn fine-looking woman at that. He wondered if she was ever going to start seeing anyone. Everyone heals in their own time, he knew. Matt smiled and turned to go to the bathroom and a shower.

Pat stood up and reached around to her lower back and rubbed it a little. Feeling a presence come up behind her, she turned to see Matt approaching her. She smiled. She took the glass of iced tea that was offered as well as the moist towel that Matt offered her. The lemonade was gone quickly.

"I think it's time to stop for a while," Pat said as she used the towel to wipe the sweat off her head, neck, and the top of her chest. "The sun is hotter that I thought it'd be today."

Matt couldn't help but watch as his mother wiped off her chest. Fortunately, she was looking up and had her eyes closed as she moved the towel. He looked elsewhere when she finished.

"I'm going to the garden shop this afternoon. I want to see if they have something that I can fill in that empty corner over there," she said as she turned and pointed to an unused, or rather, one part of the yard that hadn't been landscaped yet.

Matt let out a slight groan, "just not another one of those trees like you did the last time. I liked to have died trying to get that thing planted."

Pat turned to face him and patted his chest, "oh you poor boy. You don't want to help your mother with the landscaping?" she said in teasing manner.

"It's not that, well, you know I'll help however I can."

"I know," she said. "I imagine you're going to be with your fiancé this afternoon?" she asked. "Ooh, that has such a wonderful sound to it," she added.

Matt smiled, "I like the sound of it too," he said. "I thought I'd go over there while you're at the garden shop."

Pat smiled, patted his chest and started for the house. Matt turned and walked next to her. "Don't forget, Lisa wants you to come over for dinner tonight."

Pat turned just before entering the house, "I won't." She put her hand on his cheek and smiled then turned to go inside.

***

Pat saw Matt's car in front of Lisa's house on her way home. She had decided to stop and see if she could borrower the roto-tiller again to prep the ground for the plants she had bought. The front screen door was closed but the main door was open. So, she knew that she was home.

She walked around the side of the house and let herself through the gate that led to the backyard. She rounded the corner and stopped in her tracks. She gasped at the sight in front of her and put her hand to her mouth.

She saw her future daughter-in-law naked on her back. Lisa, just as naked had her face between her legs with Amanda hands on the back of her head. She also watched as Matt slowly entered Lisa from behind.

She knew that she should have been horrified and fled. But she stood riveted to that spot and watched as Amanda cried out, eventually letting Lisa's head go. She continued to watch as Matt kept sliding in and out of Lisa until he grabbed her hips and arched his back, pushing deeper in Lisa. Lisa raised her head as Matt was coming inside her. Her eyes met Pat's. Pat immediately turned and walked briskly back to her car and drove home. She left the plants in the car, went inside and sat down on the sofa.

Lisa pulled Amanda's head away from her tit, "Pat was just here," she told her daughter.

"Uh oh," Amanda said.

Lisa looked at him, "your mom was just here."

"What?" Matt exclaimed as he let his softened penis slide out of Lisa's pussy.

"I just saw her at the corner of the house. I don't know how long she's been there."

Matt dropped his head back and covered his eyes with his arm.

"Oh, god," was all he said.

Lisa stood up, "you two stay here. I think I need to be the one to talk to her."

A half-hour later Lisa was at the McKenzie house ringing the doorbell. She watched as Pat opened the door. She breathed a sigh a relief when Pat opened the door to let her in. She followed Pat into the living room and sat down next to her on the sofa.

"How long has this been going on?" Pat asked, her hands clasped together in her lap.

"A while now."

"I watched you fucking my son."

Lisa was a little startled as she had never heard Pat use foul language before. Yet she didn't respond.

"And Amanda too," Pat added.

"I'm sorry that I've made you angry, Pat. I certainly never wanted to. You're my best friend," Lisa said.

"My best friend. Fucking my son and messing around with your daughter. It's not something that I could have ever imagined."

"Please don't be angry with Matt and Amanda. If you're going to be angry, be angry with me."

"I'm not ang, angry, I'm just, just, I don't know," Pat said, trying to express her feelings. "I should be angry with you," she said as she turned to face Lisa, "but I'm not. I just. I don't know how I feel."

Lisa took one of Pat's hands in hers and remained silent.

"I was angry as hell when I first got home," Pat paused. "Then the more I replayed what I saw over in my head, I became less angry. I, I, I."

Lisa spoke very softly, "did you find it exciting? Interesting?" she asked, thinking that there was something deeper.

Pat shrugged, "Yes, no, I don't know" she replied non-committedly.

"What was it you were feeling, Pat?"

"I don't know. I couldn't tear my eyes away. I know I should have. But I couldn't. It was so," Pat said, not able to finish her thought. She didn't, couldn't admit that a part of her felt a little tingle.

"Were you jealous?" Lisa asked, knowing she was taking a risk in asking a bold statement.

Pat simply turned her head and looked at Lisa. The look in Pat's eyes gave Lisa the answer.

Lisa put her hand on Pat's cheek, "you know that Matt loves you very much."

"I know."

There was a moment of silence before Pat asked in a soft voice, "are you and Amanda, you know," again Pat couldn't finish her thought.

"Are Amanda and I intimate with each other?"

Pat nodded her head.

"If I said 'yes', would that bother you?" Lisa asked.

Pat looked at Lisa while she replayed Lisa with her head buried in her daughter's crotch, "it should. But it doesn't."

Lisa smiled and wrapped her arms around Pat and drew her in. "I'm sorry that you found out about us like that."

"It was so, so,"

"Erotic?"

For the first time, Pat gave a hint of a smile, "yeah."

"Have you ever thought of being with Matt?" Lisa asked.

Pat sat up straight, "he's my son," she exclaimed.

Lisa gave a little smile, "and Amanda's my daughter." She let Pat ponder on that and then said, "have you?"

Pat took a deep breath, "a few months after his dad died, I started feeling, you know, lonely," Pat said, using her fingers to indicate air quotes. "One day I was walking past the bathroom. Matt had left the door opened when he took a shower. He was standing there drying his hair facing the doorway. He didn't see me. But I sure saw him."

Lisa remained silent to allow Pat to continue at her own pace.

"For days I couldn't get that vision out of my head."

Lisa waited for her to continue and when she didn't, "did you like what you saw?"

There was more silence and then a slight nod of Pat's head and a whisper, "I did."

Then she looked at Lisa, "but I'm his mother. He's my son. I shouldn't be thinking of him 'that way'," she said trying to admonish herself.

"Pat, he's a very handsome young man. You are a beautiful vivacious woman. I don't see what's so terribly wrong with admiring a virile man."

"But not Matt."

"Why not Matt? You obviously liked what you saw," Lisa stated.

"But it's wrong to want your son like that," Pat said.

"I don't think so," Lisa simply said.

"How did you and Amanda, well," Pat started to ask but couldn't bring her finish.

"Well, I was in the bathroom. And, I too, had left the door without thinking. And I was trying to remove my pubic hair."

Pat raised her eyebrows, "your?"

Lisa smiled and nodded her head. "Well, Amanda walked by and saw what I was doing. She watched for a minute and then came into the bathroom and asked if I wanted her to help." Lisa paused as she thought about that day. "I was kind of dumbfounded and simply handed her the razor that I was using. I watched as she gently removed the last little bit."