Date: Thu, 6 Mar 2008 23:18:34 -0000
From: A P Gilmore <apgilmore@crashnburn1.demon.co.uk>
Subject: My Little Angel (Lesbian / Incest, F/F)

It was on the night of my 21st anniversary and I was waiting for Bob, my
husband.  Just so you know, my name is Amy Daniels, I am 39.  I met Bob
Daniels at high school, what you would call high school sweethearts.  But
we weren't really, I got pregnant at 17, married just after my 18th
birthday, before given birth to Bob 'Bobby' Jnr, a few years later I had
Sophie, my little angel.  The marriage was always a bad idea, but we had
enough love for each other to stay married, or so I thought.  Bob provided
for us, while I stayed at home looking after our children, but once they
went to school I became bored with just hanging around the house so decided
to find something to do, I wanted to get a job.  Now Bob was raised by very
strict parents, which is the reason we married, and they believed that a
wife stayed at home while the husband provided.  Now I agreed to marry Bob
under their strict ways, just for the children.  But when Bob strictly
forbade me not to look for a job, I stood my ground and told him no, then
he got his parents involved, and I told them no as well.  They left after a
few hours of us shouting at each other, 3 against one, was not very fair,
my parents died 2 years before in a car crash, so I was on my own.  But I
refused to budge on the subject; it was my choice not anyone else's,
especially when their reasons for me not to work were so old fashioned.
After his parents left, not happy with Bob and his choice for a wife,
especially one that opened her mouth too much, he hit me.  Well hit me is
such a tame word, I ended up in the hospital.  That night changed
everything for me and the children.  I filed a report and charged him for
assault.  He was put on probation, did 50 hours of community service and
was told to attend a class to help with his anger and violence, even though
he had never acted violent towards me before.  I allowed him to stay with
us; the children still needed a father.  He was warned that I would not
stand for anymore of his parent's views on what I did, and that if he ever
hit me or the children again, the marriage would be over.  He accepted
these terms and never did get violent again, and only he would visit his
parents, I was afraid of there influence on the children.  So the marriage
was ok, if you can call it that, and I got a job, working in a law firm as
a secretary.  After a few months I decided that I wanted something more and
over the next 6 years I studied for the bar exam to be a lawyer, with being
the parent who still had to make sure the kids got to school and was there
when they got home, I had limited time to work and study, but I eventually
made it.  Once I passed the bar and the children were old enough to look
after themselves in getting to school and then home again on there own, I
became a lawyer.  Not anyone amazing, but I was better than average and I
was also earning more than Bob which only but more strain on our marriage.

Now here we are 10 years later, successful woman, lawyer, wonderful kids
and a nice home.  I was wearing a newly purchased evening dress, black,
spaghetti straps and the hem nearly touching the floor.  I had my hair and
make up done especially for the night, it cost $100, but it was worth it to
look special for tonight.  Even though there was little love in our
marriage, I tried to have 4 special nights with each other, each year.
Valentines Day, His Birthday, My Birthday and our wedding anniversary.
Tonight being our 21st, I wanted to do something special and had booked a
table at a very exclusive restaurant; it even had an area for dancing,
which is the reason to look spectacular.  I had to book it 3 months ago,
and rang them last night and this afternoon to just double-double check the
table was booked.  All I was doing now was sat waiting for Bob to come
home.  And waited.  As with any woman, I was ready early, nearly 3 hours
early and with 30 minutes left, before we had to leave, and leave I would,
he was cutting it fine.  Suddenly the door opened and I really hoped it was
Bob, but when they walked in the room it was Sophie, my 19 year old
daughter.

"Wow mom, you look beautiful."  It was a very nice compliment which she
always gave me, not like Bob, Sophie even came with me to help choose a
dress to wear, the one I was wearing; Sophie said it really showed off my
wonderful slim figure.

"Well, thank you honey.  I really needed to here that after hours of
getting ready, pity your father could not appreciate me as much."

"Why, where is he?"

"A no-show so far and I do not want to ring him."

"Why not?"

"Because if he forgets, that's it."  This was probably the 10th time in the
last 5 years he had missed our evenings.  I took Sophie to some of them,
but the excuses he gave every time, were all different and probably all
lies, part of me believed, but did not want to, was that he was having an
affair.

"What if I ring, just sneakily, like I just wanted to say hi and see where
he is?"  It would a least give me piece of mind, especially if he said he
was on his way.

"Would you, I wouldn't normally ask but tonight it very important for me,
well us, but I need to go soon, so please if you could be discrete, find
out where he is?"

"No problem mom, anytime I can help."  With that she used the house phone
to ring his office.  I did not stay around to listen, I was too anxious, so
I left Sophie to it.  It was 5 minutes later that Sophie found me on my
bed; she looked sad but also angry as she entered the room.  She sat next
to me nervously.

"Mom do you want the truth or a simple Dad wont be joining you tonight?"
Oh my god, whatever she had to tell me, had to be a bombshell, part of me
did not want to hear what Sophie knew, but I had never seen Sophie like
this and if she didn't tell me, it would eat her up inside.  Was I prepared
for what she was about to say, yes, this was it for Bob, to cause Sophie to
feel this way, and make me look like an idiot for believing in us was at an
end, what a waste.

"Tell me everything honey, and whatever it is, I won't be angry, especially
at you, so please tell me?"

"I rang dad at work, they said he has not been in today, called in sick.
So I thought he might have gone to a buddies or something.  So I rang his
mobile and a woman answered.  I just got my new phone and number today, and
with the free calls I used my mobile to ring his, I don't know why but I
pretended to be his secretary at work, I asked for Bob, she said he was in
the shower.  I asked where they were and she said at her house, getting
ready to go out, they had just got back from a day trip to the beach.  So I
asked if she could tell me where as I had to get some papers signed tonight
by him.  I've got her name and address if you want it?"  She gave me a
piece of paper.  I had to find out, so I read the name Sophie had written,
I knew the name.  It was Monica Graves, the daughter of Bob's boss; I had
only met her once about 5 years ago at a Christmas party at Bob's work.

"Was that it, did you speak to your father?"  She shook her head.

"I am sorry mom, maybe I was wrong to do that, and to tell you?"

"You have nothing to be sorry about Sophie, in fact you were very smart,
and I would rather know then not know."

"What are you going to do now?"

"I have a reservation to a very fancy restaurant, and my wonderful daughter
to accompany me."  She smiled at this and rushed off to get ready.  "You
have 19 minutes."

18 minutes later Sophie came downstairs.  I was stunned, she looked so
beautiful.  So mature not like the little angel I always saw her as.  She
was a woman, her figure was full, and she let her straight blond hair flow
down her back, her make-up was tastefully done.  She wore a similar dress
to mine, only hers was red.

"Sophie you look amazing, you have got to be the most beautiful thing I
have ever seen."  I cried a little to emphasise just how truly stunning she
was.  She pulled a handkerchief from her purse and lightly dabbed my face
so not to ruin my make up.

"Please don't cry, you should be happy.  Forget about dad, you deserve your
special night, and I felt I really needed to make a good impression."

"You did wonderful, I love you so much.  And I am happy; nobody but you
makes me that way."  And I kissed her on the cheek.  I heard a beep from
outside, our taxi was here.  We both checked ourselves in the mirror,
before Sophie held out her arm and I took her elbow as she took me out for
what was to be a night full of surprises.

I have not mentioned much about Bob Jnr, Bobby or Sophie.  Firstly, Bobby,
put simply, he takes purely after his dad.  He has never once respected my
wishes and spends most of his time with his father, unless he is not around
and then he comes to me, demanding I do this or that, and that dad would
let him.  Bob never ever helped change that about him and that even when I
explained that Bobby should be nicer to me, so that when he was older he
would be more of a gentleman, he disagreed and said men were men, not
gentlemen.  So that was Bobby spoiled, so when he turned 18, I kicked him
out.  Bob was not happy, but I put my foot down, his attitude towards me
and Sophie was unforgivable.  He had always picked on Sophie, even though
he was much bigger and stronger.  So when he became an adult I kicked him
out.  His father got him a job with him, skipping college, no real future,
and the money we had saved for college was given to Bobby by his dad for a
new home, but Sophie told me that he rented the place he lived in for the
last few years and used the money to buy a fancy car to find women.  She
said her friend Stacey told her, as she had already been accosted by Bobby.
After a few years of young Bobby's negative behaviour, I was not about to
let Sophie be led astray.  This was about the same time I stopped letting
the kids go anywhere near there grandparents, so it could have been there
influence on Bobby that had changed him so negatively, whilst not being
helped by Bob.  After a threatened Bob, he pretty much left Sophie alone
with me.  I sometimes felt bad for doing this, as this is what Bob did to
our son.  But I had to protect her, she was always a sweet girl, my little
angel and nothing would spoil that about her.  Over the years we went from
mother & daughter to best friends, I had no one else and Sophie always made
my day, she complimented me always on how pretty I was and how she always
invited me out.  In fact I had a more loving relationship with Sophie than
Bob; she always made my day happier when she was with me.  We were honest
and helpful to each other and when she turned 18, top of her class and her
first year at university a huge success for her, I was so pleased I had
done so well with her, and that I had made the right choice to keep her
father away from her, she truly was my daughter.

We arrived at the restaurant, our reservation was confirmed and we were led
to our tables.  Even though Sophie was not old enough to drink I asked if
she would like one, she asked for a glass of red wine, so I ordered bottle
for us to share.

"This all looks so amazing; you must have had to kill someone to get a
table here."

"Not quite, but I booked it way in advance.  I should thank you for
earlier, I made such an effort for tonight, the clothes, the hair and
make-up and the 5 star restaurant, if Bob had come, I know I would not have
enjoyed his company a tenth as I would with you here.  Thank you for coming
with me Sophie."

"I should be thanking you for what I know will be a beautiful evening, not
to speak ill of dad, but I think you should be with someone who appreciates
you as much I do, so I am glad I could at least make you happy."

"You always make me happy Sophie, you and only you are the greatest and
most precious thing I have in the world."

"But what about dad, he gave you 2 kids and a nice home, I am sure he is
special too."

"Do you want the whole truth or just a no he isn't?"

"Not to put a damper on this evening but maybe while we have the privacy
and it might help if you want to talk about it, tell me the whole truth."
I sipped my wine as I thought about everything that had happened over the
years.

"Firstly I never like to speak negatively about people but your dad and
brother are two that I have, and I will tell you what I know and you can
speak to either of them to confirm or deny what I say."

"I will believe you, and know how bad Bobby was towards me and how he
treats people, but I don't know too much about dad."

"Well that would be my fault, I have kept you as far away from your father
as I could and he also stopped giving you attention after awhile, that
shames me that I became as bad as him, when he kept Bobby away from me."

"I can only believe that you did that to protect me"

"I did and I didn't.  You know how Bobby treated you, well in way he
treated me just as bad, and I knew your father and his parents had a great
influence on him.  So when your father hit me and I told him you or your
brother would never visit his parents again."

"Dad hit you?"  She seemed quite upset by the news. I tried to reassure
her.

"Yes, but it doesn't matter now, it happened along time ago, it is all in
the past now."

"It does matter; he should never have done it, why did you ever stay with
him?  I am glad you kept him away from me."

"He promised not to hit me again or you kids.  I told him if he did it
would mean divorce but I did not want that, because I wanted you to have a
proper family."

"But what could you have ever done to deserve such a thing?"

"I defied him and his parents, it was after I told his parents to leave
that he did it.  After I came out of hospital, I charged your father he did
his punishment and promised to never do it again.  And he never did."

"How can you defend him like that, how could you forgive him so easily?
What did you want that caused such a reaction?"

"You and Bobby were both at school; I wanted to find a job.  They felt that
being the woman, I belong at home and only your father should provide for
us."

"He hit you for that, the fucking bastard."

"Please don't get angry Sophie, it was along time ago, maybe I should have
divorced him, but it would have been difficult, especially that you and
Bobby were still so young.  I had to make the sacrifice to stay with him to
keep the family together, please understand, I was doing it for you."

"I am sorry you had to go through that alone."

"I didn't, I had you Sophie, you have always been the only reason I have
stayed with him.  But don't think I blame you, your father is responsible
totally for our marriage to fail."

"So will you leave him?"  Just before I answered I was shocked to see Bob
enter the restaurant and guided to our table.  He was shocked to see Sophie
sitting opposite.

"Well hello you two, you both look nice.  Thank you Sophie for filling in,
here is some money you can grab a taxi, me and you mother will be ok now."
Sophie was about to say something, but I held and squeezed her hand.
Pleading her with my actions for her to remain quiet and seated, she nodded
in understanding.

"Bob, Sophie is staying here with me.  You are going to leave now and go
home or to Monica, which ever you wish."  This seemed to not only shock him
but it made him angry, he spoke in a raised voice towards Sophie, while he
stared at me.

"Sophie, leave your mother and I for a minute please?"

"No."

"You will do as you are told young lady, leave now."  I was not going to
stand for this and got up and stood between Sophie and her father.

"Firstly Sophie is an adult and you do not talk to her like that.  Secondly
if I ever here you talk to her like that again, I will not think twice
about doing something I would normally regret.  Thirdly, I am divorcing
you, something I should have done a long time ago, nothing you can say or
do will stop that, so leave now."

"How dare you speak to me like that in front of all of these people?  How
dare you show me up like that, I am an important man?"

"An important man who has to fuck other women behind his wife's back, you
have no respect left after everything you have done.  Please leave before
you make yourself look more like the fool you already are.  There is
nothing you can do to me anymore that you have not already done.  Just go."

"We will talk about this when you get home, and then you can apologise to
me, for now I will go, because you are only embarrassing yourself."  As he
walked away, I wondered why I had ever given him half the chances I had.
He had failed me on dozens of occasions, while I still tried to be polite
and strong.  Maybe it is my fault, I had this coming to me, and I failed in
our marriage.  I sat down.

"Mom, you never did anything, it is not your fault."

"What?"

"I know you better than anyone, probably more than you know yourself.  I
can see the guilt; you blame yourself for failing on the marriage.  But we
all make choices in life, yours were wholesome and good.  His were just so
evil and wrong.  Nothing you could have done different would have helped.
Please don't ever feel anything but proud of yourself, that you stood up to
a man, who to me seems quite abusive, and not just that he hit you once,
but the display he has just provided to everyone in this restaurant.  I can
tell you this much, we are not going home tonight to that.  All you have
ever done is to protect me; you kept the family together for me.  But as
you say, I am an adult now; I live at college for about 8 months of the
year, so I do not think you should stay with him from now on.  I know you
earn well, so maybe while you divorce him it is time to start new.  And I
want to help.  We'll stop talking about this for now, I'll book us a room
at a nearby hotel for the night, tomorrow you can find a lawyer, which
shouldn't be to difficult.  And after a quick divorce and a very decent
settlement, I know your friends at work will make sure of that, we can be
rid of both Bob and Bob Jnr, and just stick together."

"How did I ever get so lucky with you?  Sophie I love you so much, you are
the only ray of hope in the wreck that is my marriage.  So for once I agree
completely, it is not my fault, it is his, and he did this to us.  So you
get us a room, tomorrow I will file for divorce, I'll speak to my boss, he
doesn't seem to like your father much.  Then together we'll find somewhere
new to live, maybe I should take some time off work, and I can stay close
to your university, you could save some money on your dorm for next year
and live with me."

"I love you mom, if I learnt anything good in life, I learnt it all from
you, thank you for keeping safe.  I will just go to the toilet and freshen
up, and I'll get a room booked."  While she was gone, I did the one thing
that would really hurt Bob; it would be the first malicious thing I have
ever done to anyone.  I rang Bob's boss, he was friends with my dad when
they worked together, and it was my dad that got Bob his job.

"Hello Harold Graves speaking."

"Hi Harry, Amy Daniels speaking."

"Amy, how nice to here from you, it has been a while since we last talked,
how are you?"

"Not good really, which is the reason I called?  I heard some rather
distressing news tonight and I wondered if you knew anything about it."

"Whatever it is Amy, if I can help I will."

"Thank you.  You might already know, but tonight is my 21st wedding
anniversary, and Bob was due to celebrate with me, but he never showed
until I actually arrived here.  But I was worried before I left, and
Sophie, you remember my daughter."

"Oh Sophie, yes I do, the apple of your eye, she at least got your looks
and brains."

"Thank god, well she rang him at work and it seems he had the day off,
which worried me, he was due to work, he said this morning that he had a
busy day at work and but that he would be home in time to leave for dinner.
So Sophie rang his mobile, and you know I don't like to cause trouble, but
I am worried."

"I know Amy, your husband as never been someone I liked very well, he has
treated you improperly and your son says nothing but bad things about you,
which I know are not true."  This shocked me, how could my own son speak so
lowly of me.

"Bob Jnr has had it rough since I asked him to move out, maybe he just
feels like I am to blame."

"Now don't say that, Sophie is wonderful, I bet his father has had some
major influence on Bob Jnr, there like peas in a pod."

"I know I should not be so harsh on myself, Sophie reminded me that I have
tried hard to help but sometimes when things become a lost cause, you have
to let go."

"She is right, so what happened when Sophie rang Bob."

"She rang his mobile and Monica answered, Sophie pretended to be a
secretary and she got Monica to tell her that Bob was in the shower and
that they had just gotten back from the beach, she also gave her name and
address to where they were."  I told him the address and he said nothing at
all for a few minutes, I tried to break the silence during this time, just
to rub salt into the womb, I knew this address, it was Harry's personal
beach house, that he allowed no one to use ever, and the fact that Bob and
his daughter were probably doing more than taking showers in his private
sanctuary would really piss him off, even his daughter knew better than
that.  "Well I just was afraid that he might be having an affair, I
mentioned Monica's name to him at the restaurant, and he was very angry, I
had to demand several times for him to leave, now I am too afraid to go
home and so is Sophie who is here at dinner.  So she is off to find a
hotel."  Sophie then arrived and sat opposite me, refilling both our
glasses.  "So tomorrow I think it would be a good idea to start divorce
proceedings against Bob, I am afraid that our marriage is over, but I
really don't want to feel like after everything I promised him, that he has
also been sleeping with someone else behind my back, and never with Monica,
we may never have seen eye to eye, but I never thought she would be so
cruel towards me, so I was wondering if you know if he had some sort of
business meeting with her."

"Leave it with me Amy, I want you or Sophie to try not to worry about this
and have a fun night together."

"I don't want to be a bother Harry, it's just tonight has been pretty
rough, I just wanted piece of mind, I hope I haven't caused any problems."

"Never Amy, just don't worry, I am sure in the morning things will just
work themselves out, but call me tomorrow if you want to talk more."

"Thank you again Harry, for all your support over the years, especially
when dad died, you really helped me deal with that, that's why I decided to
call you.  Goodnight Harry."

"Night Amy, and say goodnight to Sophie from me."  And with that I ended
the call.

"What was all that about?"  Asked Sophie.

"That was Harry; he is your dad's and brother's boss, and also Monica
Graves's father.  I just told him that I was worried about Bob cheating on
me after the phone call you had with his daughter, so I was seeing if he
knew anything, he said he would sort it out."

"But that might get dad into trouble."

"Really, I never thought of that."  And smiled, wickedly.

"You meant to do that, didn't you?"

"Yes I did, a bit naughty of me to seek revenge, but after he spoke to you
in such a nasty way, I had to do something, he does not talk to you like
that, and I will never let anything happen to you."

"It is nice to have you protect me."

"Always, not to say that I don't think you can do it yourself, but
sometimes I feel so protective of you."

"Same for me mom.  Enough of this, let's order our meal, we have been sat
here drinking and talking for 30 minutes, I am starving."

"Ok."  And I looked around before grabbing the attention of a waiter.  Who
quickly took our order and we were soon eating and also started our second
bottle of wine.

"So Sophie, what have you been doing today?"

"Oh I saw Stacey, catching up on old times."

"You must miss her a lot?"

"More than you know."

"What do you mean?"  This seemed to have stopped her mid chew.  After a
moment she finished and put her fork down.  "Whatever is own you mind, just
say it, I don't want you to be afraid of talking to me about anything?"

"Mom after everything tonight I do not wish to ruin your night any more
with distressing news."

"Sophie, we are friends as well as mother and daughter, nothing you could
say would ever distress me, even if you said you were pregnant I would
support you."

"What if I tell you I am gay?"

"Are you?"

"Yes."  I thought about it for a moment, was it really so bad.  It was a
shock, but for some reason, it was more about her telling me something
unexpected and not about her being gay.

"So are you and Stacey lovers?"  This shocked Sophie, but at least she was
now comfortable to continue eating.

"Not anymore, we agreed to separate last year before we went to different
colleges."

"But you are still friends though?"

"Yes, which is nice, we decided that a long distance relationship was
nothing that either of us wanted, plus if I was honest, I like her more as
a friend, then a lover."

"Have you got a girlfriend at the moment?"

"Been looking around campus, but nothing that takes my fancy, I seem to be
stuck on a specific type of woman, and so my choices are limited."

"That's a shame; maybe you should just find someone to have sex with."

"I can't believe how cool you are about all this, I tell you I'm gay and
you try and give me dating advice, what's with that?"

"As I said were friends, we can tell each other anything, you did not shock
me really, not about being gay anyway.  Hearing it did, but let me tell you
a little secret that nobody knows.  When I was 16 I was in love with my
best friend for 2 years before she left for university and I got married."

"Really?"

"Yes, she was so beautiful and kind; I loved her very much but never had
the courage to tell her.  In my younger days, gay or lesbian was a term
that was still a bit taboo."

"So did you like any other women?  Do you think you might be gay, and if so
why did you marry dad?"

"I don't know if I am gay, it certainly would point towards that,
especially how much I felt about my friend and how little I felt for your
father.  But life has ways of making choices for us.  I met your father,
got pregnant, kind of forced into marriage and here we are."

"How were you forced?"

"Bob's parents put enormous pressure on me; they said unless I married Bob
and gave his child a decent home, they would take my baby away from me."

"No?"

"Yes, tonight I have thought a lot about the way life has gone for me, and
how I just let Bob win most of the time, a part from the time I wanted to
work and about protecting you from him.  Your father always got his way,
but no more, tonight just proved how much I do not deserve such hurt, he
pushed me too far."

"Good for you mom.  So after we move, do you want help finding a
girlfriend?"

"No, I don't think I want to rush into anything just yet, I need some time
to adjust to being alone and try and discover who I really am and not what
I thought Bob wanted."

"You will never be alone mom, I will always be by your side, no matter
what."  Now I did cry and smudge my make up and so did Sophie.  I stood and
pulled Sophie up in a big hug, thanking her.  We managed to finish our meal
and Sophie took us to the hotel she had booked.  It wasn't until we had
entered the room that we forgot and important detail.  Clothes.  We had
nothing for tonight and for tomorrow either.  Sophie said not to worry, we
were both wearing a bra and panties, and she would be happy to get us
something to wear in the morning.  We both showered and got ready for bed,
once we were both settled, my mind still wondered to the question Sophie
had asked me.  Was I gay?

"What are you thinking about mom?"

"Since you asked me if I was gay, it has been on my mind ever since."

"Well a good indicator is the sex with dad, was it any good?  You don't
have to answer that, it was a bit personal of me to ask, but just think
about that?"

"Well I only ever had sex with Bob, no one else, so no one to compare it
to.  But I only have had sex with Bob about 5 or 6 times a year, mostly on
special occasions, and to be honest, I never once had an orgasm.  Basically
masturbation was better sex than your father."

"Well either dad is shit in bed or you are gay.  What made you go out with
him in the first place?"

"I was confused about what to tell Ellie, my best friend, about liking her,
then your father asked me out and I thought if I had sex with him, I would
forget about Ellie and stop liking her.  A bit of a silly thing to do
really."

"Not really, you got me."

"Yes I did, and I am extremely glad I have you."  I thought about things
again before I asked Sophie a personal question.

"You don't have to answer this but how did you know?"

"How did I know what?  That I am a lesbian."

"Yes."

"I kissed Stacey."

"That was all it took?"

"I knew I liked Stacey as more than a friend, but I did not understand why.
So I asked Stacey and she said I could be gay, like she was.  She said a
kiss might help to affirm it.  She was seducing me and I didn't even know
it.  But I did kiss her and we were together for over a year."

"So just like that you knew, maybe I should just find a woman and kiss
her."

"Maybe you should, if you want you can kiss me?"  Now this really did shock
me, and if I weren't already sat dead still, I would have frozen.  "Sorry,
should not have said that."  Sophie added.  But she had offered and if I
knew one thing, I did really want to know.  So I had a choice, go to sleep
and forget what she said or start doing things for me and take chances in
order to be happy.  Now that I had my own life to lead, could I really be
gay, how important was it to know.  Very.

"Sophie."  I said as I turned to look at her.  "I would like to know, part
of me feels guilty for even putting you in this position to test a theory.
But could I kiss you to find out."  She nodded as she stared into my eyes.
That was all it took for me to lean towards her and kiss her full lips.  It
started out as a simple chaste kiss but it soon built into something I had
never experienced before.  My tongue of its own accord slipped out between
my lips, gaining entrance between Sophie's and into her mouth.  And she let
me in, she even helped as she sucked my tongue into her mouth.  Then there
were moans, from both of us as we pulled each other closer together.  I
felt a shock as my exposed skin touched hers; producing a thrill so
electric and new that my body shuddered and I moaned loader.  My bra
covered breasts touching hers.  I was experiencing pleasure in a way I had
never felt before.  I felt so wet between my legs and as I moved closer, my
leg moving between her legs, I felt Sophie's arousal as my thigh touched
her most intermit area.  My lips parted from Sophie's, my eyes closed as I
held onto the warmth and arousal I was feeling while I laid against Sophie,
even more so when her thigh rubbed against my vagina.  I moaned again as I
opened my eyes and looked at Sophie, her eyes locking on to mine as she
stared back.  For anyone else this should have never happened, never gone
this far, we were as close as lovers and way beyond the boundary of mother
and daughter.  Yet for once in my life it felt right.  And for once in my
life if Sophie let me, I was not going to stop this now and I was going to
make love to my daughter, the love of my life, my life blood and precious,
my little angel.

"I don't want to stop Sophie."

"I don't want to either Amy."  What?

"What?"

"I don't want to be just your daughter anymore, I want to be your lover,
before Stacey you were the only woman in my life, and I never loved Stacey
because I only loved you.  I can't help it, I tried not to feel this way,
but everyday when I was at college, all I could think about was you.  I
love you Amy, I know it is wrong, but I can't help that, please don't stop,
if only for tonight, I want to make love to you, at least once."

"I feel that way too Sophie, when you came down the stairs tonight, I know
now that I was aroused, you are the only woman I have ever loved, even more
than my friend at school.  I need this too, and I will never stop.  I love
you my little angel."  She smiled as I rejoined our lips together and
started a journey together, that for now would not stop for a long time, I
hoped.  We moved against each other, our thighs still held against each
others center.  Stimulating each other, but Sophie needed more contact as
she unhooked my bra.

"You are so beautiful Amy, stunning, dad was a total fool."  She said as
she removed my bra and leaned in to suckle on my nipples, it was another
new exciting feeling, I was now beginning to increase my movements, as I
rubbed my self harder and faster against her thigh, then Sophie stopped me
as she moved me onto my back.  She removed her own bra, hers were so pert,
small but perfect for her body.  If I wasn't so lost in the arousal and the
need to orgasm soon, I would have sucked them for hours.  She pulled back
the blanket that still partly covered us and she managed to slip her
panties off.  "Look at me Amy."  I did, as I stared at her vagina.  There
was a bedside light on, and in the light I could see her bare pussy and the
wetness as it glistened.  "I am so wet for you; my pussy has never been so
wet."  God her voice was so deep and sexy, it sent a shiver down my spine.
She slipped her fingers inside he pussy and then offered me her coated
fingers.  This was Sophie, this was just her.  I lifted myself onto my
elbows as I moved forward as best as I could to take her fingers into my
mouth.  I moaned and closed my eyes as I tasted her.  It was an acquired
taste, which I most definitely acquired.  After I finished I said.

"You taste wonderful, I am definitely gay."

"Well soon you can have more, but for now I need to taste you too."  And
she removed my panties, she looked for a moment, I did not let my pubic
hair grow too much, but enough so there was at least a bush there.  But
Sophie did not seem to mind and dove right in.  Within seconds I was a
goner, once I felt her mouth and tongue in my most private area, she had
me.  I moaned loudly as I fell back on to the bed my eyes closed.  I was so
close as her tongue licked around my pussy and then inside.  Her thumb was
stimulating me as my moans grew louder.

"Oh Sophie, oh my baby, my little angel, please suck me, on my clitoris."
And she did, and for the first time ever I cursed in front of my children.
"Oh fuck me, Sophieeeee."  I screamed as I finally had my first orgasm,
produced by another.  She kept licking and sucking until I had another
before I was too sensitive for her to continue and I stopped her.  She
crawled up my body and kissed me, my juices on her mouth, I did not mind
what it was I just wanted her naked against me.

"Did you enjoy that Amy?"

"God yes, I want more."

"Only the first one is for free, but the second I need something in return.
So if you don't mind?"  I opened my eyes at a smiling, little devil.  I
pushed Sophie on to her back and started kissing her with gusto.  My tongue
taking delight in her tongue, mouth, teeth and lips.  Before I moved down
to suck on her pert little breasts.  The nipples were already hard and
erect as I started to ravage them, sucking and biting, I had never felt
more aroused.  I moved downwards towards her center, to her essence.  Even
if I had not done this before I knew what to do, I kissed down slowly, a
little nibble on her clitoris, before I moved to her slit.  I stuck my
tongue out and licked all the way up to her clit, hard rough and very slow,
it drove her a little mad as she tried to force my tongue into her.  I held
her body down as I began to lick fast and harder, my jaw began to ache, so
I used my fingers instead.  Two went into her pussy searching, moving until
her moan told me I had found what I was looking for.  Then I used my index
finger to stimulate her clit, but then I had to suck her clit.  So I put my
mouth around her clit and sucked it between my teeth before gently biting
it, my fingers moved faster inside her as her lower body moved harder
against my face.  Until she screamed.  "Oh fuck mom, aaahhhhhhh."  Her
orgasm made her body shudder.  After she had calmed, I crawled back up to
her and kissed her gently before resting my head on her shoulder, Sophie
holding me close.

"Love you Sophie, sweet dreams."

"Love you too Amy, and I will."  And with that we slept with not a care in
the world.

The next morning I awoke alone I lifted my head up and spotted Sophie
rocking on a chair in the corner she seemed really upset.

"Sophie what's the matter?"

"You hate me now, I ruined it."

"Ruined what?"

"Us, our relationship."

"No you didn't, I love you, I do not regret what we did last night, and in
fact I loved it so much I want you back in this bed to continue where we
left off."  She stopped and looked at me seriously.

"What, do you mean you want to have sex with me again?"

"Yes, well I would rather call it making love, but yes I would like to do
more of it, with you, now."  And I patted the bed beside me.  She undressed
and got in bed with me, then kissed me hard, wrapping me tightly in her
arms.  "Baby I am not going any where, so don't worry."  And returned her
kiss gently as I moved on top of her.  I slid my hands down her body and
dipped them into her pussy, she was not quite wet as last night but I would
get her dripping soon enough.  She moaned into my mouth as my fingers moved
in and out, as she became more aroused and wetter, I slipped a third finger
in.  She moved me to my side and removed her lips from mine as she looked
in my eyes.

"I want you to see me cum, I want you to watch what you do to me.  I want
to see you as well."  Her hand moved between ours bodies as her fingers
found the inside of my pussy, her palm rubbing my clit; I did the same to
her as we built into a rhythm.  Soon my eyes were trying to close, but we
both tried hard to keep them open.  I watched the expressions on her face
as we both built closer and closer to the edge, until we both screamed each
others name.  Then we rested and share a sweet kiss.

"So maybe I should get dressed and see about getting us some clothes."

"No, I think I have a better idea.  Let's go to my office first and file
for divorce, adding that we were both too scared to go home and had to stay
in a hotel for the night, dressed like this.  Then we will head home, your
dad should be at work getting fired right about now."

"Ok, but you want to take a shower first?"

"Ok, you want to go first?"

"Actually I was thinking that we might have one together?"

"I have never done that before."

"Well let me tell you, that you will love to share a shower with someone
who really, really loves you."  And I did.

I got my divorce and even though it did not matter, Harry got proof of the
affair, security camera in his home.  So I got a nice little settlement,
nothing much but enough to pay for a deposit on a new house.  He and Bob
Jnr were both sacked.  One for improper behaviour the other for stealing.
Because Sophie had decided to study to be a doctor, she had many years of
study, so I moved us both to live about 5 miles from her college.  A nice
little 2 bedroom apartment.

Five years later, we are still together.  We originally decided after the
first few months, just before Sophie started her second year of college,
that it would be wrong for us to not find real suitable partners.  We each
tried several times and no matter who or how long we stayed with someone,
we realised more and more each time, that we loved each other too much that
it hurt us both to be with other people.  I was worried because I was 20
years older than Sophie, but she did not mind at all about that, she loved
me for who I am, my age was not even a consideration, just the person.
Even with the circumstances, that we were mother and daughter, nobody knew
or guessed, so people accepted us as a proper couple.  I got a job as a
lawyer easily so I had something to do while Sophie studied.  I don't know
what will happen to us once Sophie finally becomes a full doctor, or
whether what we have will end or if we find someone else.  But I am happy,
the sex is great, I love sharing toys with her and I have learnt a lot
about life from her and about just living it.  So I just say, what the
hell, as long as you are happy, who gives a fuck, it's not up to anyone
else how we live.  I love my little Angel.