Claire sat up and sat beside me Indian style with her legs crossed. She stopped fondling my cock. She continued, “You and Mom haven’t been sexually attracted to each other in a long time.” I thought Angela and I had kept our sex lives private but I guess not well enough. “Sarah seems to be particularly tuned in to your sexual dysfunction. I’m sure that’s why she’s uncomfortable visiting here.”
“Anyway, the “Electra Complex” is a term used to describe a girl’s sense of competition with her mother for the affections of her father. It’s all pretty confusing and involves penis envy and stuff. I don’t think I ever felt that I was trying to get your affections away from Mom. So, this class has close to one hundred students. The professor had us fill out a few surveys with pretty explicit questions. She is starting a study and the surveys identified me, along with about a dozen others as candidates, both male and female for the study.”
Claire went quiet for a while. I could see there was more to tell so I let you continue in her own time. She continued with a little hesitancy, “The professor gave us, in the study, some homework for the semester break. Ummm..ummmm. The surveys showed that the study group all had the same attraction for our fathers or mothers or a brother or sister or someone in a familial relationship. We were asked to act on our sexual interest and report the responses back to the study.”
Holy Shit. I was a homework assignment. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling for a minute.
Claire could sense my mood swing and she said, “I’m sorry Daddy. I’m sorry for the motivation of my actions but not that I acted on my repressed desires. I wish I’d acted years ago. I’ve had sex with boyfriends going back to high school but I’ve never experienced anything as intense as today with you.”
She was quiet again for some time and then she said, “I’m not trying to replace Mom. At least I don’t think I am. I’m learning a lot about myself from this professor. I know what we did today is wrong from a society point of view but no societal rule can be absolute. I know our relationship will be different from now on. I’m not a child and I walked into this with eyes wide open. I love you Daddy. Not like a six year old loves her father and not like a lover loves her man. If we never do this again, I would understand but I will treasure today for all time.”
I was silent as I analyzed my feelings. In the silence I heard a car pull into the driveway. I looked at my watch and it had been more than two hours since Angela had left. I sat up and touched Claire’s hand and squeezed it gently as I smiled at her. I got off her bed and said, “You’d better get dressed.” I hurried from her room and down the hall to the master bedroom. I dressed and hurried downstairs just as Angela was coming through the front door. She tossed her keys on the table in the foyer and stripped off her coat and hung it in the coat closet by the door.
I grabbed a book off the shelf and slid into a chair. I was making a plausible ruse when Angela came into the living room. I looked up from the book and said, “Hi Honey. How did things go at the shelter?”