A Tale About Love 1 — A Felicitous Encounter
Copyright© 2024 by Buzios
Chapter 8: A Change in Relationships
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 8: A Change in Relationships - A young German workaholic businessman meets a young girl on a party in Sydney, and with the help of a bottle of Grange Hermitage, a Porsche Carrera, and Joan Sutherland singing Casta Diva, they fall in love. There will be problems - her mother is a successful businesswoman, with whom he tries to close a big contract, but she does not like him at all in the beginning. At the end, however, they realize their love.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Humor First Oral Sex Petting Slow
I woke up smiling and anxious to get over to Maureen’s place. Not knowing what would happen, I went back to my casual slacks and shirt, checked out, got my luggage and a taxi, and arrived at five minutes to nine.
Maureen seemed to have been waiting when I rang the bell, as the door was opened immediately. She was a pleasure for my eyes - a transparent cover and what seemed to be a very small bikini underneath. Her eyes were smiling, and her lips invited my kiss. I embraced her and said that I had missed her already. She whispered, “I did too, Darling,” returned the embrace and stood there for a moment, leaning into my body, until a little cough separated us.
Eileen was standing behind her, dressed smartly in a light-green summer dress that reached just to her knees; rather conservative, but nice. I went forward and she extended her hand and said, “Welcome, James”. The difference between Maureen and Eileen could not have been greater. One smart businesswoman and one exuberant young woman smiling up to her ears. Had I misunderstood Eileen’s words yesterday? She asked me to come in and stopped us before entering the living room.
“James, I want to apologise for yesterday evening. I behaved inappropriately for the situation.”
I looked at Maureen, asking for help, but she just stood there letting me handle the problem on my own.
“I do not understand, Eileen. I can still call you Eileen?” She nodded. “In which way did you behave inappropriately?”
She blushed and said in a low voice, “I gave you a kiss. You’re with Maureen and I shouldn’t have kissed you.”
I still didn’t understand.
“Eileen, we had an understanding yesterday and you said that I was now part of your family. Family can kiss each other, can’t they? On top of this, you are a beautiful woman and I enjoyed it very much. I was surprised, but I did enjoy it. Is Maureen upset?”
Maureen shook her head vigorously and said, “Mom, you can kiss James any time you want, and I give you full permission to enjoy it, but if you, James, just look at another woman, I’ll scratch your eyes out. Be careful!”
Eileen looked at Maureen and then at me, and it seemed like a heavy weight was dropping from her shoulders. “So both of you are satisfied with this?” she asked.
Maureen and I nodded and then I stepped forward and hugged Eileen. She put her head on my shoulder and gave me a hug in return. Maureen came to us and embraced us both.
“Mom, give him a kiss so that any possible misunderstanding is cleared. Let me show you how it is done.”
And Maureen gave me a blood-curdling kiss that left me steamed up and Eileen with her eyes wide open.
“Mom, this is the way you do it. You haven’t had much practice the last few years, but James knows how to kiss - and other things - and I’ll loan him to you for practice. Kissing, Mom, nothing else!”
She started to laugh and exploded, “If you could see yourselves blushing all over! But go ahead, Mom. Show me whether you still remember how to do it.”
Eileen looked at Maureen, who nodded with a tender smile, and then lifted her head and offered her lips. I lightly brushed my lips against hers, and Maureen observed with a smirk that this was supposed to be a kiss, not a little peck. I looked at Maureen whether she really meant it and she nodded, whispering, “Go ahead.”
I took Eileen in my arms and started to kiss her, deeply and with feeling, and opened her lips with my tongue. She hesitated a moment and then responded with her tongue coming out and caressing my own. I dove in and attacked her mouth, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth and sucking her tongue into mine. It was sensuous and exciting, and when we stopped for breath, her knees trembled, and she almost fell down. I had to keep her tight in my arms as she slowly recovered.
I heard Maureen applauding. She said, “That was a kiss worth its name. Now, can we please go in and have breakfast?”
Eileen opened her eyes, and I could see that she had accepted that things had changed. She started to smile and gave me another kiss, this one slowly and with much warmth.
She stepped back and said, “Wow.” And then, “Have I told you that you’re always welcome in this house?”
Maureen took my luggage and pulled me towards the staircase. “Mom, James will change into something more comfortable, and I suggest that you do the same. We’ll have breakfast and then go to the pool, so put a bikini on. I know that you have some quite exciting ones and James will probably drool all over you. That’ll be OK as long as he drools all over me first.”
Eileen seemed to shudder and then moved as if she had just woken up. That kiss must have made a deeper impression than I thought, but at this moment I was quite confused again. So, the only thing left for me was to follow Maureen and receive guidance on how to behave. I mean, kissing Eileen was exciting, but Maureen was the woman of my life.
I followed her up the staircase to a guest room and she said to change into swimming trunks and Bermuda shorts. I took those items out and waited for her to leave. She looked at me as if I was loony.
“What are you waiting for? I’m hungry and Mother will be waiting for breakfast. Are you embarrassed in front of me? You’ve seen all of me and I’ve seen all of you. Actually, you’ve progressed past the seeing part to the touching part. So go on and change; I’m certainly not leaving this room.”
I shrugged and took off my slacks and my shirt and, looking at Maureen, slowly took my jockeys off, too. She stared at my bare body and licked her lips. My penis had become excited and was standing up looking at her. She slowly moved forward and touched it, and then licked the tip. I reacted strongly to her touch - who would not, feeling the lips of your woman on your shaft?
She murmured, “I love seeing you excited, I love making you excited, and I love feeling you excited.” Then she took me into her mouth. Her tongue was going up and down on my erection, her hand was stroking the shaft faster and faster, and it took no time at all for me to explode. At the last moment, she lifted her head and my eruption caught her fully in the face. There was creamy liquid on her lips, her cheeks, her eyebrow, her hair and some had even dropped to her breast. She smiled contentedly, licked her lips, then wiped my spend off her face and body with her finger, took it into her mouth, and licked it slowly, saying, “This is all mine, and I’m not going to waste it. You left me satisfied yesterday but you were frustrated, so this is your reward, my love.”
I was trying to get my knees straight again because I had almost fainted with excitement at the moment I exploded. Maureen laughed and got my trunks and shorts. “You’re so easy to love, and seeing you excited makes me happy. I promise you that this will improve every time, but you have to let me practice a lot!”
I changed and we went back to the breakfast room. Eileen was already waiting for us. She had changed to an outfit similar to Maureen’s, a transparent cover with a bikini that seemed to be even smaller than Maureen’s - and Maureen’s didn’t cover a lot. The pool would be very interesting!
Eileen gazed at us and asked, “Did you get lost on your way? I’ve been waiting for some time now!”
Maureen blushed (and I must not have been very far from this also) and said that she had to show me to the room, and then she had to take care of something. Eileen started to smirk and said that she could imagine very well what she had to take care of. “And by the way, you missed a bit...” and she put her finger at Maureen’s left eye, wiped it along the edge, and put it into her mouth, licking it lazily.
Maureen blushed furiously and cried out, “Mom!” and ran out of the room. Eileen looked at me and said smilingly that she was grateful to me that her family had returned to their previously warm bond, and that she could tease her daughter again. “We have a future together again and it’s thanks to you, I’ll not forget this, but never hurt my daughter!”
“Ma’am, yes, Ma’am, but remember that this way together is for all of us, and we all have to decide where we’ll go. Nobody can force the other person to follow a way he doesn’t want, at least not forever. With all due respect, you don’t have to remind me all the time that I will be punished by you if anything bad happens between Maureen and me. For me, the fact alone that this could happen would be punishment enough.”
She got up and came over to my side. Taking my head into her hands, she brushed a kiss on my lips and said, “I apologise. From what I’ve been seeing these days, both of you will be very happy together, and forever.”
At this moment Maureen came back and coughed very loudly.
“Mom, first of all, - what did you mean when you said that I had missed something? There was nothing there! And why are you kissing James? Isn’t once per day enough?”
Eileen smiled, saying, “I don’t know why you were upset. I thought there was a white creamy smudge on the side of your eye and that perhaps you had missed it when you got up. Perhaps it was something else, but it’s gone now. Anyway, there are many ways a white, sticky cream could have gotten onto your skin. Have you any idea how this could have happened?
“And, as for kissing James, you said that I could kiss him as often as I wanted and James had said something quite nice, so I rewarded him with a little kiss. Do you find anything wrong with that?”
Maureen blushed again and changed the subject.
“I’m hungry. Let’s get on with breakfast. James, there is coffee, tea and champagne, and everything else you might want. Sit down, please.”
I suggested first some champagne, and both agreed. We had a leisurely breakfast and after helping the ladies to clean up I went to the pool. It was hot, there was a light breeze, and the sun was starting to burn. I arranged towels and the sun umbrellas and placed some soft drinks in a wine cooler. When I turned around to look for Maureen, I had to close my eyes and then open them again, not believing what I was seeing. The two ladies discarded their covers and appeared in their bikinis.
Maureen I could understand - I had seen much more of her body than was visible now, but Eileen? Her bikini was an invitation for arrest for indecent exposure. Her top covered her areolae, but not much of the two mounds - and what beautiful, firm, and upstanding mounds they were! She must have shaved her bottom curls and the bikini, or whatever the name for this little piece of cloth was, seemed to cover most of her pussy lips and, when she turned over, none of her cheeks - the string vanished in her crack. She had a beautiful body, obviously finely tuned by exercise, very similar to Maureen’s beauty, but more womanly, with more pronounced gracious curves and full breasts, but a miracle to look at. The next time I would see her in a Boardroom, it would be difficult to maintain my focus.
Maureen exclaimed, “MOM!” and looked with surprise and a certain wonderment at Eileen. “Where did you get that bikini? And the courage to wear it today? It should be prohibited for indecency!”
“My child, in some states it actually is, but you told me to come back to life, to enjoy it and make the most out of it. During the past six years, since your father’s death, I’ve lived in hell. I abandoned you and I was nothing but a businesswoman, the successful CEO, driven to compete. The happiness you showed me the last week and last evening when we three were together, gave me a push to live again. I could have dressed in a severe one-piece, but I thought, ‘what the hell’, go for it. By the way, the other bikinis I have are even smaller ... James, stop staring! Haven’t you ever seen a woman in a bikini?”
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