Sharing Rita Ch. 2

Heather came home from sports camp on Thursday. She had had a great time and her body was toned and firm after days of strenuous sporting activities. She had a positive glow about her that Rita noticed when she walked in the door.

‘Hi sweetheart how you?’ said Rita and gave her a hug. Heather hugged her back and they walked into the living room together and sat on the couch. Rita was so happy to see her, she was often lonely when Heather wasn’t around as they had been close all their lives but Anita had helped to fill the space while she was away. Since that first day they’d made love, Anita had been around here every moment playing sex games with the busty middle aged woman. When she wasn’t at Rita’s house, she was ringing her up and talking to her on the phone. Rita liked the attention, but was often worried about Anita getting too attached to her and also worried that Anita’s mother Silvia, who was a very strict woman would find out. Anita was smart though, she knew. But the girl had her head in clouds lately and Rita suspected it wouldn’t be long before she made mistakes. They had to be even more careful now that Heather was back.

Heather was happy to see her mother as well and had not forgotten their erotic encounter in the shower before she left. But the memories were coming back stronger. After their initial greeting and the familiar touch of Rita’s affectionate hands, she remember in full force. She sat on the couch and felt awkward and she could tell Rita knew that she was thinking about it. They had sorted it out before Heather had left for camp but it was still awkward. Heather knew her mother liked women but her own daughter? They were very close, almost like best friends but they hadn’t talked about sex much, only the basics.

Rita reached out a hand to smooth back Heather’s blonde hair. Heather stiffened slightly and then relaxed. Rita looked worried.

‘Are you alright sweetheart?’ she asked, her green eyes were so worried that Heather felt sorry for her.

‘I’m sorry,’ she said and put her head on her shoulder. She liked being close to Rita, feeling her soft curves against hers. She liked Rita’s hands touching her, her mothers wonderful hands that always seem to find the place on her body that needed the most attention and would massage and reassure her. She always felt safe next to her.

‘Were you thinking about us in the shower the other day?’ Rita forced the sentence out, she wished it had never happened now and she knew Heather didn’t trust her like she used to.

‘Yeah, kind of …’ said Heather and looked up at her. Rita’s cheeks turned a pinkish colour and she knew that she was embarrassed about it.

‘I’m sorry sweetheart …’ Rita began and then stopped. She was having a hard time explaining herself..

‘You like other women don’t you mum?’ said Heather, patting her hand.

Rita nodded. ‘Yes I do kind of … I mean, yes I do,’ she nodded. ‘I’m bisexual. I like men and women.’

Heather smiled. ‘I know what bisexual means mum.’

Rita gave a nervous laugh. ‘Oh course you,’ she paused for a moment.

‘I’m bisexual. I like women, I always have. I had as many girlfriends as I have men. I love men too. I loved your dad before we got separated. He was very dear to me but it was difficult to keep loving him .. .’ She started getting frustrated and tried to begin again.

Heather could tell she was getting upset. She kissed her hand. ‘You don’t have to explain about dad, I already know that.’

‘Right,’ she sighed. ‘I don’t know what to say to you Heather. I just like women, it’s different from men, so different and both wonderful in their own way. I like being bisexual, to me it seems perfectly natural.’

‘As for the shower I guess I got carried away having such a beautiful young woman in my arms, even if you are my daughter. I like holding women, they’re do soft and cuddly,’ Rita was turning bright red with embarrassment. ‘I hope you don’t think I’m sick.’

‘No of course not,’ said Heather and rested her head on Rita’s shoulder again. ‘It was just strange but I liked holding you as well. Your so pretty mum. Do you think I’m bi as well?’

‘I don’t know sweetheart,’ said Rita kissing her head. ‘You might get it from me. Your dad certainly didn’t like other men.’

Heather laughed and then Rita joined in. They both felt better now, having explained their feelings. Heather felt closer to her mother than she ever had, it was a more adult and maturing love and respect.

‘Did you like his new wife?’ asked Heather.

‘She was nice, young and pretty. Not much upstairs but that would suit him,’ she said.

Heather smiled. Rita was smart, she guessed she was a lot smarter than her Dad. ‘Was she jealous of you? She should be,’ Heather added.

‘Yes she was jealous, although she acted like she wasn’t. I don’t know why, I sooner have her than I would your father again,’ she said.

‘Do you think you’ll ever remarry?’ asked Heather.

‘I don’t know. But enough of that. Do you have the rest of the day off or do you have to go to school?’

‘No we have it off. I go back tomorrow. Anita’s coming over tonight? Did she come over on Monday?’

Rita smiled. ‘Yes she came over, she watched a video with me and kept me company while you were away. A nice girl, you have good friends.’

‘I think she’s bi mum, so you’d better watch out. She’s always talking about sex,’ said Heather.

Rita cleared her throat. ‘Yes, maybe I should watch out. She’s such a naughty little girl, very nosey when she was younger. She’s had sex has she?’

‘Yes,’ said Heather. ‘With a few guys.’

‘Have you?’ asked Rita.

‘Yes, with one guy,’ said Heather. ‘I didn’t mean to, it just happened at the time.’

‘Did you like it? Was he a good lover? I hope you used protection.’

‘He was alright,’ said Heather, thinking about it.

‘Alright? Is that all? He can’t have satisfied you. Did he give you oral?’ asked Rita.

‘No we just had sex,’ said Heather, blushing. It felt strange talking to her mother about sex. It was a side to her she didn’t know and she was surprised that Rita was so frank about it.

‘Make him next time, I’d drop a guy that didn’t go down on me,’ said Rita.

‘Did you go out with many guys when you were my age mum?’

‘No I didn’t. I had a few dates but I didn’t lose my virginity until I was nineteen. Your grandmother was very strict in me going out. I only had a few boyfriends before I met your dad. They were all good lovers.’

‘What about women?’ asked Heather, wondering why she wanted to know.

‘Not long after my first boyfriend. I was seduced by his ex-girlfriend who was out to get me ever since I took him away.’

‘Really? What did she do?’ asked Heather, fascinated.

‘You really want to know? Your being very open minded about it,’ said Rita suspiciously and tickled her. ‘Your not wearing a wire are you?’

Heather laughed and struggled in her arms. ‘No, I’m just curious about it. What led you down that path, why you like women, had you always like them?’

‘You really want to know?’ repeated Rita, still not sure.

‘I want to know everything,’ said Heather, feeling a little turned on by the story, the seduction and holding her beautiful mother close to her, smelling her sweet smell of perfume. Feeling her busty chest rise and fall and the heartbeat beneath it. She had never felt so comfortable with another person in her whole life, besides Anita.

‘Alright,’ said Rita, feeling a little more relaxed and turned on herself. She liked having her daughter next to her, loving and trusting and decided she would never do anything to jeopardize it again.

‘We were at his house, having just being out. His girlfriend Alison was still crazy about him and hated me, even though I had never met her and didn’t know anything about her. I was pretty na‹ve at the time. I must have been about nineteen. He was a nice guy and he had a wonderful cock. It was really thick and felt so nice inside it would almost make me burst when he had me. All I could remember was thinking why I hadn’t had sex earlier, my mother had gone to painstaking efforts to keep my virtue. He was considerate, he gave me my first orgasm and that changed my life. He had dropped Alison for me. I guess he liked blondes.’

‘Was she good looking?’ asked Heather.

‘Yes, a lovely sensuous brunette. Where still friends you know, I see her occasionally. But I didn’t think she was so nice at time. I had just had sex with Andrew and was on my way home when she was waiting for in a car. She jumped out and grabbed and pulled up against the car, scaring the hell out of me. I thought she was crazy, she was saying all this crap about how I ruined their relationship by spreading rumours about her – I didn’t know what she talking about. All I remember was being scared out of my wits. She shook me and I started to cry she frightened me so much.’

‘Really? You started crying?’

‘Yes,’ Rita laughed, ‘She was pretty fierce. She felt bad I guess because she calmed down and tried to calm me down, even started to hold me close. If I had known better I would have known she was checking me out, taking advantage of my state. She was trying to make up and gave me a lift home in her car. For some reason I accepted and we started talking and she kept saying she was so sorry and was glad that she met me after all. I don’t think she intended to seduce me at first but then the idea must have grown on her. I was sitting their think why does she keep touching me and being so nice.’

‘Did you like it?’ asked Heather.

‘Yes a little, I wasn’t thinking of it in a sexual way though. When she kissed me, that was a different story. Her face was so soft, her lips were like rose petals we just melted together. It was heaven. I didn’t resist, it made me wild. From then on, I had about another two boyfriend before I met your dad and Alison was always around, her and some of her sexy friends.’

They both went quiet for a time. Rita moved through her memory and some of her erotic exploits she’d had over the years. Heather wandered to the possibilities of sex, things she hadn’t tried.

‘Have you got a vibrator mum?’ she asked.