Jessica shrugged her shoulders. “Everything, I guess.”
“Okay. As you know, your Dad and I have been married since I was very young. And…fuck…okay, I’ll just say it. I’m bored to tears having sex with your father all the time. He is a missionary position only, wham-bam-thank you ma’am kind of guy these days. I haven’t had an orgasm that wasn’t caused by my own hands in a very long time…well, until today.”
Jessica’s hand shot to her mouth and she said, “Wait. What? Ew!”
Mom’s tone changed. She was no longer worried about what Jessica thought, but more interested in venting her own frustration. “Last night Aunt Gail told me about all of their sexual exploits over a couple of bottles of wine, and, frankly, it got me wet and horny.”
Jessica’s eyes widened at Mom’s coarse language.
“So, I kind of ambushed your brother this morning. I wore as few clothes as I could without being too obvious, and encouraged him to be…playful. I thought we might just have some fun, like flirting or something. What I didn’t expect was how confident he is now. He knew exactly which buttons to push and how to treat a lady. He went from flirting to fucking in less than a minute, and frankly, I liked it. He really knows how to turn a woman on.”
She looked at me and smiled. I looked at Aunt Gail and beamed. “She taught me everything I know.” I pointed at Aunt Gail.
Mom said, “And, damn it, your brother brought me to two earth-shattering orgasms this morning.” She held up two fingers. “TWO!” For some reason, Mom was angry now. She looked at Jessica and pointed at her. “When was the last time one of your lovers made you cum twice in 15 minutes, and BEFORE he came? Huh?”
Jessica held up both hands to Mom, palms out. “Mom, why are you angry at me?”
Mom took a deep breath. “I’m not honey. Sorry. I’m just…frustrated.” She smiled warmly at Jessica. “I guess it’s just a lot of pent up emotion. I am frustrated with my sex life with your Dad, but I love him so. I’ve thought about having an affair, but I was afraid I’d fall in love, and I decided that it was just too risky. So, I’ve lived in frustration for a long time. This morning, however, I had that sexual release that I have so craved, and lo and behold, I already loved him, and there is no risk of me leaving your Dad for him.” She reached over and kissed me on the lips, gently, like a Mom kisses a son. “And, then, you came in and kind of accused us of doing something wrong, when it felt so right.”
Jessica scooted her chair back from the table and walked around to Mom with her arms out. “I’m sorry, Mom. I had no idea.” Mom stood and they embraced in a tight hug. “I love you, Mom.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
Then, Jessica broke the hug with Mom and said, “And, Aunt Gail, I was so in shock I didn’t even say hello to you.” She walked around the table and hugged Gail. “I’m sorry.”
Aunt Gail said, “There’s nothing to apologize about.”
Jessica returned to her seat and said to Mom, “Never.”
Mom looked puzzled and asked, “Never, what?”
“You asked me how many of my lovers have given me two orgasms in 15 minutes. The answer is none. It’s never happened. In fact, I’ll be honest. I’m not nearly as experienced as you seem to think I am, but I’ve never had a lover give me an orgasm during sex.” She shook her head to emphasize her point. “The problem is the internet; it seems that all boys are learning sex from internet porn these days. They think ‘normal sex’ is groping a girl, finger banging her to get her lubed up, and then quick vaginal or anal intercourse until they cum on your face while beating off. It’s just horrible…and unsatisfying. I’ve gotten to the point that I’m not even interested in going out with college boys.”