“Did you drop the wine off?”
“Yes dad, I went straight away after you left.”
“Did he like it?”
“He appreciated the vintage, and said to tell you, thanks.”
“Excellent, how was he?”
“He seemed happy enough,”
‘Well, I’m going to watch the cricket, you can fill in any details a bit later.”
Then going into the lounge, he left mum and I together.
I said to her, “I’ve put everything ready for lunch, all you have to do is switch it on, I’m just going upstairs to pack ready for Monday, but call me if you need help.”
She didn’t say anything, but she smiled as she looked into my eyes, I turned and went upstairs to my room.
I started to sort out and lay my clothes on my bed, ready to pack my case, I could hear mum moving around in the kitchen, the clatter of crockery as she took out the china to lay the table in the dining room.
After half an hour or so, I heard mum coming upstairs, she hesitated outside my door, then knocked softly and came in.
She sat down opposite me on one of the chairs, I sat in the other one, pulling it close to her, I knew she wanted to talk.
“Your dads fallen asleep in front of the TV, I must have worn him out last night.”
“Mum!” I said in mock horror.
“Listen Michelle, I know you’ve crossed an important threshold, I can see it in your eyes.”
I didn’t say anything, but listened as she continued, “you’re nearly nineteen, so it’s perfectly natural, I just want to know that you wanted it to happen, and there was no pressure.”
“No mum, it was what I wanted, and it was beautiful, I couldn’t have wished for it to be better.”
She regarded me gravely, looking deep into my eyes, carefully gauging my reactions, then taking a deep breath, she asked, “Malcolm?”
I blushed, and answered, “yes.”
“Did he hurt you?”
“Not intentionally, but I’m small like you, so it probably wasn’t any worse than what you went through, when you lost your virginity, but it was really lovely as well.”
“Yes, I know, Malcolm is a very sexually experienced, he knows what he’s doing.”
I was startled by what she’d said, and the way she said it, there was a dreamy look in her eyes, as though fond memories were in her mind.
“You mean, Malcolm, and you, you gave yours to him as well?”
“Yes, before I met your father.”
“Oh mum, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do anything to hurt you.”
“No darling, you haven’t done that, I’m glad you chose him, I couldn’t be happier for you, I know he would have been tender and gentle with you, and it’s a secret we can both share with each other.”
“So, he’s had both of us, and I think he’ll know now, when he sees us, that it isn’t just that we look alike anymore.”
“Did you enjoy it with him?”
“Oh god yes, he was really good, but, I don’t think I orgasmed though,”
“No, it isn’t usual the first time, it’s something your body and you have to learn, but you’ll get there, and when you do, well, it’s a whole new experience.”
“Thanks for being so understanding mum.”
“Well, why shouldn’t I share my daughter’s evolution to womanhood, but whatever you do, don’t let dad find out, about either of us.”
We talked for longer, about secret special things that pass between mothers an daughters, until we heard dad stirring, and we went down for lunch.
The weekend passed, and before long I was on my way back to university, as I drove, I knew from the things that mum had told me, that Malcolm wouldn’t have a long relationship with me, as with her, he’d move on, that was his nature.
However, despite that, I felt rising excitement as I looked forward to July, and the summer holidays, when I would be spending time with Malcolm again, and enjoying all the things he was going to teach me.
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