“Here’s the ice,” Helen said as she reached the serving cart. “Can I fix you another Madi?”
Madison glanced down at her empty glass and wondered when she’d finished it. Holding it out she let her mind wander back to her earlier conversation with Helen. When was the last time I had my world rocked she asked herself. Was it before or after her two-timing husband had run off with his nineteen-year-old secretary? It had to have been after, since that had happened almost ten years ago she reasoned. She started to get a little frustrated because she couldn’t honestly remember when the last time she’d had an enjoyable sexual experience. There had been a few wham bam thank you ma’ams over the years, but nothing earth shaking. The only orgasms she’d had recently were the ones she’d given herself.
“Damn girl, you look deep in thought. Anything I can help with?” Helen asked, reclaiming her seat and holding out Madison’s drink.
“No, just trying to remember something is all,” she replied, accepting the drink and tipping the glass to her full lips.
Sipping her drink Madison watched as her son’s muscular body glided effortlessly through the water. The stiffness in her nipples was gone, but the dampness at her crotch was a reminder that she’d been aroused by the way her son had looked at her. Unable to shake the image of his bulge from her brain she turned to Helen and asked what she’d meant about bagging guys that didn’t need a pill to get it up.
“You’re wondering if I cheat on my husband aren’t you?” Helen inquired, her eyes watching John in the pool.
“Yeah.”
“Technically no. Donald and I have an arrangement. He can bang all the twenty-somethings he wants, and I can do the same. The only rule is we don’t tell the other about our conquests.”
“I don’t know how you two can do that. Doesn’t the sanctity of marriage mean anything anymore?”
“Don’t be such a prude Madi. Donald and I learned a long time ago that with all the times we are apart both of us would need outlets for our sexual needs. So taking a lover now and then seemed like the logical thing for us to do. And I have to tell you Madi, there’s nothing like getting boinked silly by a young stud such as your son.”
“My son? You’re not saying you plan on …” Madison hissed.
“Welllllllll.”
“Helen, you can’t! You’re related, that would be incest!”
“Only by marriage not by blood. And since that’s no longer the case then there’s no harm, no foul. Besides, isn’t it about time he got back in the saddle?”
“Helen, please…not my son,” Madison pleaded.
“Oh don’t go getting holier than thou on me Madi. As much as I’d love to take him for a test ride, I don’t think I’m the one John has his eyes on anyway,” Helen sighed.
“What are you talking about? Who else would he be thinking about?” Madison asked puzzled.
“You,” Helen replied flatly.
“That’s absurd, you’re crazy if you think my son wants to have sex with me,” Madison growled.
“I’m crazy? Really? Well wrap your head around this while I go flirt with your son. Since they were married my daughter has told me that John has called her “Mom” on several occasions while they were making love. What does that tell you?” With that Helen rose and walked over to the pool leaving a stunned Madison staring blankly into space.