Chapter 2: My Seduction Commences

In the morning she had gone, the others too, but it was after ten o'clock so I had slept in longer than usual. I had a smirk as I thought why that might be. My Mum had a distinct spring in her step too despite the drinking last night. I wanted to talk about what had happened to me but couldn't think of a way without dropping her friend right in it.

I decided that I couldn't bring up the subject directly with Mum but I was pretty sure that she preferred girls to men, if indeed she was not an actual lesbian. After last night I wasn't too sure about my own sexuality either. I hadn't given it too much thought in the past but probably assumed I would meet guys and go into relationships, eventually marry etc. etc. We had been told in sex education at school some years ago that it is very common to find your initial attractions to be for the same sex but that this was just a way of exploring yourself and would mature in most cases to attractions for the opposite sex.

I have a very good friend Jackie at school that I loved the look of, admired and was probably attracted to in some ways but I had tried to keep such feelings bottled up, assuming them to be one of those immature same sex attractions. We had even kissed a couple of times under the guise of practicing techniques and I remember this had us both saying phew after and feeling a little embarrassed. But last night was a little different. I hadn't felt any attraction, indeed hadn't even seen her face clearly and yet had a same-sex experience that was pure lesbian stuff.

I looked at my Mum in a new light that morning, more as a lover would see her rather than a daughter and I realized she was a beautiful woman. Her figure was shapely, nice natural boobs, flat tummy and nice ass and legs. Although she was 32 she could pass easily as 28 or younger. Her lips were full and very kissable and I suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to really kiss her! My god I am a lesbian! Seriously I was seeing a beautiful woman instead of Mum for the first time. I realized I just couldn't come out and say anything but there and then I formed a little plan to become more than just a daughter and friend, but to try to tempt her into seeing me as a potential lover. This wasn't going to happen overnight I knew, probably would take months, but I started my grand seduction scheme that very night.

It had been a little while since I had sat on her lap, I guess I thought I was getting too big for that, but we still snuggled up most nights. That evening though I plonked myself on her lap and put my arm round her neck.

"Wow, I'm honoured tonight," she remarked, "Does my baby want a cuddle?"

"Yes, hope I'm not too heavy. Chuck me off if I am."

"No you're fine, it's nice, just like the old days. So what brought this on?"

I told her I just felt very close to her and was a little jealous of someone else being in her bed last night, but I laughed to show I was only joking. She laughed too and said that she'd rather cuddle me any day.

"Ohh," I said with a feigned hurt look, "so you did cuddle her!"

"Ooo I didn't say that, you're putting words in my mouth."

I laughed again and said I was only teasing her. I added that I didn't mind if she did have a cuddle with her friend, she deserved some loving. Mum frowned a bit and looked at me as if she wasn't sure what it was I was saying. I decided that I'd pushed it enough for one day and changed the subject, talking about the news on TV that we were watching.

Over the next few evenings I made a point of re-establishing the practice of sitting on her legs for a cuddle but nothing much was said. It was Wednesday when she asked if I was OK about sharing my bed with her friend the other day.

"Yes, of course, she was no trouble and was gone before I woke up" I said, "and it's OK if you wanted to do it again. As long as it was only a woman, wouldn't want a man there!"

"Thank you darling. That was very sweet and of course I wouldn't bring a man to stay. In a year or so you'd probably prefer it if I did though!"

"Oh yeucchh, no thanks, horrible hairy things, I can't imagine cuddling one!"

Again she gave me that quizzical look so again I dropped the topic and talked about school. I was pleased I was sowing the seeds in her mind little by little without pushing it too hard. Maybe she thought I was hinting that I had cuddled her friend, but it was too early for such a direct approach. More days went by and it was Saturday before anything else was said. I had been over my friend's house playing on her PlayStation. I wasn't late home and changed in to my nightie and made a hot chocolate as usual. "Don't I get a cuddle tonight?" Mum asked. I put my mug down and said of course and lay over her lap as had become our habit again.