Victoria's plane ride was uneventful, although she did find her thoughts drifting from time-to-time to Ireland and the wonderful time she'd had there, once she'd decided to push concerns over Kelly away. They weren't even taking the same flight -- she'd returned a day later, desiring another evening's romp with Brigid and Colleen, who were more than happy to have her.
It was over with Kelly -- and good riddance. Why did she do that, Victoria's brain pondered. Why go for men like her husbands and Kelly who didn't see her full potential? She was vibrant, sensual, intelligent and -- sexy. The sisters had seen that, others had seen that -- why couldn't she ever seem to find a man who could see that and help her bring out her full, erotic potential?
She called the house, finding her brother was out with the girls, so she called a Taxi to take her home. Perhaps she should consider finding a girlfriend -- a lipstick lesbian, no bull-dykes for her -- someone to share soft, romantic evenings with and to snuggle with? The girls would accept whoever she chose -- only wanting for her happiness. She adored her girls -- they'd been her support system, well the four of them and Brandon, who gave her love and support ever since they'd been little. He was a good egg -- just as unlucky in love as she had been. Maybe they could go out on a double date or something?
The cab ride home gave Victoria plenty of time to think, ponder and decide it was time to move her life forward -- naysayers be damned, if she found someone she loved, be they younger, older, male or female -- Victoria was going for it.
Of course, they'll have to be good in the sack, she giggled to herself. After the recent experiences with her Irish loves, her sex drive was back with full force.
The Taxi got her home, safe and sound and she went indoors, hearing no one. She took her bags upstairs and decided to take a relaxing swim, she changed into her newest suit, a skimpy black bikini that Kelly had been shocked to see -- but with her body, it looked sensational and she knew it. She put on her high-heeled sandals and went to the pool, only to find Bliss having a siesta by the pool.
Tsk -- that girl, she is going to get a nasty burn someday
, Victoria thought. She tapped the tiny blonde on the shoulder, Bliss started.
"What the ... MOM!" Bliss jumped up and gave her mother a huge hug, nearly knocking the wind out of her. "Mom -- what happened, we thought you'd be back last night, but then Kelly called and said you weren't coming and he's such a
dick
... geez Mom, it's good to see you, how are you, how was your trip ... "
Victoria laughed heartily. Bliss could be a motormouth, but she didn't hold anything back and Victoria was closest to Bliss in many ways. Despite Bliss being the youngest, she had this wisdom beyond her years and she never felt uncomfortable confiding in Bliss. Her youngest was a good listener.
"You will be happy to know I agree with you know about Kelly -- he's history!" Victoria said to her daughter. "I didn't come back because I was having fun and I wanted to have one more day of fun -- I'll tell you about that later, my little love, after a swim. What've I told you about falling asleep out here, young lady?" Victoria said, wagging her finger at Bliss.
"Okay Mom, busted," Bliss said with a sheepish grin. One of Bliss' sterling qualities was she was never too stubborn to admit when she was wrong about something. She walked over to the chaise lounge while her mother dived into the inviting pool. Bliss watched her mother swim -- she was a wonderful swimmer, she moved in the water with a languid grace, she knew when Victoria was younger, she had considered competitive swimming, but her grandparents had put the kibosh on that.
Bliss could never fathom her grandparent's reasoning for a lot of things -- how had they raised such spectacular kids as Uncle B and her mom? They weren't bad people in any way, but they seemed at times to have encouraged their children to settle for mediocrity. Brandon and Victoria had brought out the best in each other, thank God. She was glad they had Uncle B in their lives -- especially
now
. She would make sure they'd keep Uncle Brandon around, he was too wonderful to lose, too special to let slip away.
"Are you coming in, darling?" Victoria shouted from the pool, already re-invigorated. Bliss was the best swimmer of her three daughters, despite Autumn being the family "jockette".
"No thanks Mom, I swam with Uncle B this morning!" Bliss called back. She wasn't going to tell her mother just how
little
swimming had gone on.
"Where is your Uncle Brandon anyway? Or your sisters, for that matter?" Victoria asked as she swam to the side of the pool.
"He and the girls are going to air out his house and get a few things for the pussy," Bliss responded.
Yeah, like his cock inside their pussies
, Bliss thought dreamily. Uncle Brandon had promised her another round when he got home, but to be fair, she'd had him all to herself earlier that day.
"So -- they'll be gone for a while?" Victoria asked her daughter. Bliss nodded.
"In that case, why don't we go inside darling -- I'm cooled off enough," Victoria said, her voice dropping to a throaty purr and her arms encircling her daughter.
"Mom -- you're getting me all wet!" Bliss protested. Victoria giggled.
"Well darling, I love getting you all wet, but not this way. Let's get that gorgeous ass of yours in the house and we'll do it the right way!" Victoria teased, swatting her daughter's ass playfully as Bliss sashayed inside.
It was a delicious, sensual secret shared only between mother and daughter. Bliss had not told her sisters that after she had first slept with Julee, she'd heard her mother screaming out in the night. Julee, who could sleep through a tornado had not awakened and the twins were out dancing. Bliss got up, wrapped her robe around her naked body and went into her mother's room to see what was the matter.
As she entered Victoria's room, her mother shot up in bed, her eyes full of tears, she was shaking like a leaf. She wrapped her arms around Victoria and held her mother until she kept crying.
"Mom -- what's wrong?" Bliss asked, once her mother was speaking coherent sentences again.
"Oh Bliss, now that I'm awake, it all seems so silly. Your father and Duncan and Kelly were all having beers together and they were saying what a cold fish I was in bed, but the silly thing was I was their waitress and I wasn't even standing up for myself."
Bliss sighed. Even after all this time, her mother still had issues. She hadn't much use for her stepfather beyond paying the bills, her father -- less said the better -- and Kelly? Her mother deserved much better. She was so beautiful, sexy and vivacious -- she thought if Victoria would just come out of her shell a little and embrace her own innate sensuality, she'd have men -- or women -- eating out of her hand, metaphorically speaking.
Bliss wrapped her arms around her mother, hugging her tight and waiting until she stopped shaking. It didn't take long, then Bliss gave her mother one of her winning smiles.
"Mom, you need to believe in yourself. Look in the mirror, come over here, stand up and tell me what you see."
