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I really wasn't expecting it. My daughter's boyfriend stopped in. He had a problem to discuss. My husband wasn't home and my daughter wasn't either. I asked if he would like some coffee and he said no but could he have a soda. I made coffee for me and gave him a soda. We got settled at the kitchen eating area. I was smiling to give him comfort and we chit chatted about nothing for a few minutes. He was getting ready. His name was Sean.
"Sandra," he said. "Robin wants to have sex and she doesn't want to have sex."
Sean and our daughter have been going together for about two years. They were buddy types, going to stuff all over. We made it clear, nicely, about a year ago to call us Sandra and Kenny. I sat waiting but he stopped right there. Didn't say another word. Just looked at me waiting for a solution.
I said, "Sean, that's about right at your age. Tell me about it and let's see what we can do." Robin was 18 and Sean was 19, just out of school and off to new ones in the fall. Different colleges but near each other."
"Ok," he said. "We don't have sex. Well we do but it's not real. You know, not everything. We just fool around some."
Now right there I wanted to stop him and ask about the fooling around. I didn't want to interfere but here was a guy that was fooling around with my daughter and I wanted to know how. I didn't mind, I was just getting a little warm thinking about it. I wondered if he got in her pants or boobs or what. How good he was. I didn't ask although Sean has nice hands.
"About three or four months ago she said we should have sex soon," he continued. "Then we didn't. It was ok. I wasn't pushing or anything like that."
Sean was probably the perfect girl guy. A bit tall, slim, easy going, quick to agree to suggestions but can't be led around by the nose. His own man but really quiet and pleasing. He would never push her about sex. He was working toward being a surgeon and it probably didn't get to him like normal. He's been studying for a long time and was familiar with all that.
He said, "Since then we've talked about it, whenever she brought it up, and I think she wants someone else to be first. I don't know who. It's ok with me. I've never thought being first with a girl is anything important. Ok if it happens I guess. I've heard stories. I mean I wouldn't be jealous or anything like that. Everybody has sex these days, with everybody else. Sex is like smiling or kissing."
How true. I thought. How true. A lot more than just a few years ago. Maybe it's been a little more than a few years. I'm not going there. I said, "I don't suppose you've asked her who it is?" He shook his head 'no'. "Ok," I continued. "Would you like me to see if I can find a way to talk to her about it?"
Great big smile. Perked right up. He wants me to help him get into my daughter's pants. And I am. Am I a good mom or what. He stood up, picked up his soda, waved and was off. Sean has left the building.
The next evening I went to Robin's bedroom and knocked on the door and said, "It's mom." She said 'come in'. We respected each other's privacy. I went in and climbed on the bed with her. We were both in our bed clothes. I looked at her and said, "So, you want to have sex."
Her boobs were almost spilling out the bottom of her top and I could see up her panties. Little panties. I had an almost see through top and silky little bottoms. With that atmosphere she was caught by the question. Mouth hanging open a little, she just waited, looking at me. Maybe a little smile. I said, "Sean stopped by."
"Oh, that," she said.
Oh that. What does she mean, Oh that. It deserves more than an Oh that. I said, "He mentioned that you thought someone else should get into your pants first. It seems to be ok with him but he doesn't know what to do to help. I said I would ask so I did. I don't really need to get into that with you. If I could help I figured you would just ask so I'll leave it at that. So, how are things?"
"Mom, I really do want to get that out of the way before fall, even early in the summer and summer's already here. I know who I want to do it. I just don't know how to ask and he's not really available. He's married. I was going to talk to you about it and see if you had any suggestions. I don't want to cause any problems. Maybe if I talked to his wife first. It's doable but it's a stretch."
"Robin, you can't interfere in someone's marriage for something like this. It could be devastating."
"Oh, I know that mom. That's why I haven't asked or told anybody who. I know it's a serious thing. And I know its way more serious than we're saying here."
"You said it's doable. What did you mean?"
"I'm their daughter."
It took a little while before it got through. "You want to give your virginity to your dad."
"Yes, I do," she said.
We were both smiling at each other like crazy. It would never have dawned on me. I absolutely did not know where to go from here. I did the only sensible thing I could do. I said, "Why?"
"Mom, you and I have always been very close, even from when I was a little girl. I'll have that all my life. This will give me a connection to dad that will be in my mind all the rest of my life. It'll be a memory as valuable as the one with you. I don't want to lose that chance. I want to try. I just don't know how so I'm asking his wife first. Sean simply doesn't mind at all. I think he's looking forward to it. I think he wants to watch. Oddly enough it's ok with me. Your turn."
"For me, Robin, Its fine. If you and your dad had sex all the time it would be fine with me. Not only fine but I'd like to watch, some. It's erotic. I'm a pushover for good sex stuff. So now what. Would you like me to mention it to him, maybe at an opportune time?" Kenny and I had opportune times in the evenings, in bed.
"Oh mom, I would be so grateful, but no. I have to see his reaction for myself. I have to know its ok with him. Really ok with him. Like I now know it's really ok with you. I saw that in your eyes. Now I have to figure out when and how to ask him."
"Oh that's easy," I said. "Catch him in bed. Evening would be better. You can mess around some if you want and let him know what he'll be in for. No pun intended. Elevate yourself from a girl to a woman in his eyes. Wear something loose, accessible. Give him a visual. If you want I can be somewhere else so it's more private."
"I'd rather you were there," she said. "Then he would know you know. Everything would be on the up and up. No pun intended."