Jon Reskind - Little eddie_s mother

Lily recognized the voluptuous blonde through the windshield of the car as it came to a stop before her. She stood very still for a moment, trying to gauge her feelings about Cindy Bradley. She tried very hard to be fair and not to confuse her mixed feelings about Carl with her opinion of his wife. And so she started forward, a tentative smile touching the corners of her soft, pink mouth.

"Hi, Lily!" Cindy said cheerfully, as the dark-haired woman approached. "Out for a little walk?"

"Well… yes," Lily admitted. "I just felt like walking for awhile. It's kind of nice out."

"Yes, it is," the seductive blonde agreed. "What's Eddie doing?"

"Taking a nap… I guess he was really exhausted when he got home… you two must have really hiked around a great deal."

Cindy supressed a giggle. "Yeah, we… uh, we had a great time… Say, are you going anywhere in particular?"

"No, not really," Lily said.

Cindy was feeling much more confident now. Apparently Eddie had said nothing, and if Lily felt any anger toward Carl, she was not transferring it to Cindy. In fact, the boy's mother seemed quite a bit nicer than yesterday. Shit! She must have really liked Carl's cock then! Cindy had suspected that she was a sensual woman under her austere exterior… right from the beginning that had been one of the things which had so attracted the insatiable blonde to the dark-haired mother.

"How would you like to go for a little ride, Lily?" Cindy asked casually. Inside, she was seething with excitement now, assured once again that things were going along smoothly in spite of yesterday's bad start; now, if only she could get the woman to go with her…

"Where to?" Lily asked.

"Oh, up to my house, maybe. You haven't seen it, have you?"

"No."

"Well…"

"Please come, Lily. We can talk, and I can show you around." Then she changed her tone for effect, becoming pensive and serious. "You know, I haven't really very many women friends to confide in…"

Lily suddenly felt warmth and pity for the woman. It was true, she had not liked her at first because she looked so obviously like a sexual adventuress. But now, for the first time, she thought she had an insight into the woman and truly wanted to reach out and help her. She wasn't a bad woman, she just needed someone to talk to, another woman who knew and understood her feelings. Lily answered her warmly: "Okay, Cindy, I'd really like to spend some time with you."

"Good!" the blonde enthused, scarecely able to conceal her exhilaration. "Get in honey, and we'll be on our way."

Lily came around to the passenger side of the Mercedes and slipped into the front seat. Cindy looked briefly, surreptitiously at the tanned, slender legs of the woman, at her taut breasts beneath the thin blouse she wore, then the lovely blonde backed her car to where there was a turn-out. She turned around there and drove back to the main road and back in the direction from which she had come.

They passed through the village of Mill Valley talking of general things, establishing an easy rapport. Lily was really beginning to warm to the woman, whom she found quite charming, and by the time they were on the road to the Bradley's, Lily was almost in gay spirits. Cindy found the role of a woman needing a confidant easy to play, even fun, and she could see the relaxing effect it was having on the other woman as she planned her seduction.

The house where the Bradley's lived was reached by a wide, paved access road leading up onto higher ground. It was a large, two-story building made of natural redwood with a wide veranda in front and a spacious two-car garage off to one side. Behind it was a dense profusion of eucalyptus and madrone trees which separated the grounds from the lake.

As Cindy swung the Mercedes into the wide clearing in front of the house, then into the garage, Lily looked around quickly and saw so sign of Carl's sleek MGA roadster. Curiously, she was relieved at that. Somehow, she didn't want to see Carl… at least not just now, now for a little while; it wasn't that she was upset about that morning… it was just that she knew she would feel uncomfortable around him until she had everything straightened out in her mind.

The calculating seductress and the voluptuous mother left the car and walked to the house. The verandah was well-furnished with potted succulents and redwood tables, and there was even a small, built-in bar at one end. Cindy waved a hand at the surroundings and smiled at Lily. "Isn't this wonderful? Do you like it?"

"It's lovely, Cindy," the other woman enthused.

"I'd love to show you the interior."

"I'd be delighted to see it."

Cindy took the woman's arm in a friendly way, but secretly she was thrilled by the touch of Lily's bare flesh, her pussy beginning to flare between her thighs with growing excitement. But she couldn't put the next part of her plan into operation until the time was exactly right. But if things worked out as she was attempting to maneuver them, that time was not far off…

The huge house had eight rooms – a livingroom, a book-shelved den, a dining room, a kitchen, a playroom with a three-by-five special television screen and videotape deck, and three magnificently decorated bedrooms. And the entire house was expensively and tastefully decorated with good modern design furniture and fine antique Oriental rugs.

Cindy proudly showed Lily each room, pointing out certain appointments with great pride, lingering at the den and living room – as well as in the bedrooms, pointing out the mirrored ceilings and waterbed in one, the satin-covered king-size bed in another, and the wall-to-wall mattresses in the third. She had to restrain herself from making direct advances to Lily with these beds so near – these beds in which she had had so many wonderful lovers, male and female, even animal…

Finally, they returned to the veranda outside, Lily feeling elated at the change from her own modest surroundings. Then Cindy steered her to the outdoor bar, saying: "How about a little drink, Lily? I've got just about anything in the world here."

"Well… perhaps some white wine," Lily replied.

"Nothing a little stronger?"

"No, I don't think so," the pretty mother told her. "I've never been much of a drinker."

"Well, I have something you might really like."

"Okay," Lily answered. "Why not. Sure, I'd love to try it… What is it."

The blonde woman went behind the bar and pulled out a smokey brown bottle with no label on it. She poured a substantial shot of it into a crystal brandy snifter and handed the glass to Lily, who held it to her nose and inhaled its heavy sweet aroma. Then she put the glass to her lips and tasted it with her tongue. It had a sweet pleasant taste and so she began to sip it.

Internally now, the voluptuous blonde was a froth of excitement and impending triumph. The golden liquid in the unmarked bottle was very possibly the world's most potent and subtle aphrodesiac, tried and true. It cost a small fortune, but it was worth every penny she and Carl paid for it. They'd been drinking it for a number of years… ever since someone slipped some to them at a party that had soon turned into an orgy… an event that changed the previously conservative life style of the Bradley's to one of total sexual freedom and abandon.

"This is really quite a nice drink," said Lily after she had half emptied her glass.

Cindy grinned, her eyes shining brightly. Then she said, "I think I'll join you, Lily," and began to pour herself the same yellow liquer, giving herself a considerable shot. It wouldn't take much to work its sexual magic on Lily, but Cindy had built up a natural tolerance over the years and so she needed to almost triple the amount she gave to herself.

She raised the glass in a small salute to Lily and drank deeply of the golden liquer. She could feel the warmth of it trailing down into her stomach, adding fuel to her churning excitement. But her voice was gentle, almost casual, when she said, "What about that swim I mentioned earlier, Lily. Would you like to go for a dip?"