Chapter 13
At breakfast, cunning comments about needing lots of food after such a strenuous night flew around the table. Sheila's face stayed red all during the meal. It seemed to her it stayed red all the time lately.
"Did you have a humming good time last night, dear?" Abby asked Paula.
Sheila wondered what that was all about. She looked at her youngest daughter and saw that she, too, was red in the face.
"Uh, yeah." Paula looked at her mother and grinned. "Kathleen is teaching me a new song. I think I got part of it right. The words come okay now, but I need more work on the rhythm and things."
The others laughed hard, leaving Sheila with the feeling that she had missed something important.
After the chores were done, Kathleen suggested they go swimming. They hurried into the house to change. When Sheila came out of her room wearing a conservative one-piece suit, Kathleen objected.
"Oh, Mom, don't you have a bikini? That thing makes you look like a stodgy old woman."
"I haven't worn a bikini in years," Sheila replied. "I don't think I would feel comfortable in one any more."
"Nonsense," Donna said. "I have an extra one that should fit." She went to her room and returned with a tiny bundle of bright red cloth.
Sheila held the bikini up and shook her head gently as she eyed it critically. She thought it looked like two pieces cut from one handkerchief. "Oh, no! I can't wear that. Why, it won't even cover my.. .cover me the way it should."
"Sure it will, Mom," Kathleen said. "You'll look super in it." i
"Lot of luscious woman there, Sheila," Jody said. "Personally, I think the less you wear, the better. Be proud, lady. If you've got it, flaunt it. And you've really got it."
Sheila blushed bright red.
"I second that," Tony said. "It will cover as much as that pretty red robe."
Sheila blushed harder. "Do you really think it will be okay?"
"Absolutely," Tony said. "As Jody says, flaunt it, lady. At least try it on and let us see how you look."
After Sheila had gone into her bedroom, Kathleen took Tony to one side. "What's with this blushing bit?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Every time you look at her, or say anything to her, she turns beet-red. What gives anyway?"
"Not for me to say, young love. Ask your mother. She'll tell you if she wants to."
"Uh uh. That won't do. I've never seen her act this way. Come across, buddy."
"Well, you might ask her about the barn."
"About the barn? Oh, wait. She goes out early to gather eggs. Don't tell me! You saw her in the barn. When? Yesterday? How can gathering eggs cause her so much embarrassment?"
"Maybe she did more than gather eggs," Tony replied.
Kathleen's eyebrows shot up. Her eyes got as big as saucers. Astonishment filled her face. "You fucked her! You caught her in the barn and fucked her."
"Just ask her. She'll tell you if she wants you to know why she blushes so much."
"By God, I think that's just super! How about that? After going without for such a long time, someone with a cock like yours puts it to her! Will you fuck her again? Can you get her to join us? Does anyone else know?"
"Abby and Donna. And Danny said he watched from the hayloft. I didn't mean to do anything wrong. It's just that with the name of the place, well, I thought, we all thought, this is a place for swingers to vacation."
"The name of the place? What has that go to do with it?" Then the light dawned. "Oh, that's a blast! Of course. You thought sugar bush referred to a pussy! That's hilarious! It really is. So, you just took her, huh? How'd she react? What in the world did she do?"
"Well, at first, she just hollered. I guess I did catch her by surprise. She had on that short red robe. She was bent over, putting eggs in the basket, and there she was, you know. Her tits were hanging out the front and her beautiful bare ass looked so tempting. She's one fine, sexy woman. I got hard just looking at her. So, I walked up behind her, slipped in my cock, and had at it. She's good. Almost immediately, she started giving me as much as I gave her. Her muscle control is something else again! She pulled everything out of me before you could say boo. I sure hope I have another chance to fuck her."
Sheila appeared in the door and motioned frantically to Kathleen. Kathleen ambled across the room, looking at her mother in a new way. Sheila was unaware of the new, more pleased look.
"I can't wear this!" Sheila hissed in a distraught whisper. "Just look at me! I hang out all over. Why, it doesn't even cover my pus.. .my bush shows. And look at my legs, for Pete's sake!"
"I'm looking, I'm looking," Kathleen said with a big smile. "And, boy, do I ever like what I see! Let's show the others." She didn't wait for an answer. She took her mother by the hand and led her into the living room. "My beautiful mother thinks she can't wear this, because her gorgeous tits almost hang out and her pretty sugar bush shows."
"Why, Kathleen O'Malley! What in the world has come over you? How can you talk that way? And in front of strangers, at that?" Sheila looked at Tony and blushed again.
"Everything I said is true. Who here is a stranger? Not Jody. Not your son and daughters. Not Abby and Donna. And certainly not Tony. Not after yesterday morning in the barn."
"Oh, God," Sheila whispered. "What can I say? What can I possibly say that will make you forgive me?"
"Hey, there's nothing to forgive, Mom! I think it's super. And about time. Many happy returns!"
Sheila stared at her daughter. She tried to collect her thoughts, say something, but the words ran around loose in her mind and she couldn't corral them.
"Now, come on. Let's go swimming." Kathleen patted her mother tenderly on the ass. She turned and gave Tony a big wink.
"You go ahead," Sheila said. "I'll be along in a couple of minutes.
Sheila appeared at the swimming hole at few minutes later wearing her short robe over her swimsuit.
"Hey, no fair," Donna said, faking indignation. "We don't have on robes. Shuck that thing, lady, and let's see that sexy body."
"Yeah, Sheila," Abby agreed. "We don't want to look at your robe."
"Come on, Mom," Paula said. "Be a sport. Take that thing off."
Abby stepped up behind Sheila, kissed the back of her neck, and tugged gently on the collar of the robe. "Don't hide your lovely body, dear. Give us a look. You can't wear that while you swim, anyway."
With a deep sigh and a shrug of resignation, Sheila gave in and let Abby take the robe off her. In spite of herself, the favorable comments made her feel very proud. She never expected to receive such lavish praise at her age.
No one missed an opportunity to be near Sheila as often as possible while they were swimming. She was touched, patted, caressed, fondled, kissed and rubbed against by everyone, all under the guise of dunking her or splashing her. So many hands were all over her, several of them all at once, that she soon lost track of who was doing what to her. Even her son and daughters repeatedly touched her in the most private places, in the most intimate way. She lost the top of her suit twice-she had a lot of help!-and someone pulled the bottom down around her knees a couple of times. As she struggled to get it back up, several hands fondled her bare ass, and someone got a hand between her legs and a finger in her pussy.
Abby stood in the shallow water, took off her top, and stretched languidly, accentuating her lovely tits. Not to be outdone, Donna pulled off her top and threw it at Jody. Giggling like schoolgirls, Kathleen and Paula took of their tops and threw them at the men.
"Your turn, Mom," Paula said, eager to get her mother topless.
Everyone joined in a chorus of exhortation, and Sheila finally acquiesced.
"The men have to turn their backs. I can't undress in front of them."
"You aren't going to undress, Mom," Kathleen said. "You're only going to take off the top. Come on, get some sun on your pretty tits."
Abby swam to Sheila. "Let me help you, dear. Sink down in the water."
"Even my family is trying to corrupt me," Sheila mumbled as she sank down until the water covered her tits.
Abby removed the top and tossed it on the bank. Everyone crowded around Sheila in an instant. This time, it wasn't only hands all over her. She didn't know who, but at one time, both of her nipples got sucked as everyone felt her up.
By the time they were ready to go back to the house, her pussy felt like someone had built a fire in it. Lust consumed her mind. Excluding her carnal foray into her pussy as she watched the wanton scene in the living room, she hadn't felt such a raging need to get herself off in a long time. She even wondered if there would be another show tonight for her to watch while she eased the burning in her clit.
She sort of stumbled through the rest of the day and preparations for dinner. If the girls hadn't helped her, she wouldn't have done anything right. Even then, she got numerous light, teasing pats, caresses and kisses.
The mood at the dinner table was again cheerful. Perhaps a bit more so since Jerry wasn't there with his sullen attitude. Sheila tried to join the banter, jokes and laughter, but she couldn't get the need to cum out of her mind. Tony and Abby told some ribald jokes that had everyone else in stitches, and only served to make matters worse for Sheila.
"Sheila, would you like to join us in the living room for a drink?" Abby asked. "Tony brought along some very special brandy."
Befuddled by the thought of the 'drinking' scene the night before, Sheila couldn't get any words out. She just nodded, overcome with the need to get away from everyone and do something about her fiery pussy.
"You look kind of pale, Mom," Kathleen said. "Are you okay?"
"I've got to lie down," she said shakily. "You and Paula can clean the kitchen. If you'll please excuse me." She nearly toppled her chair over as she jumped up and rushed from the room.
Everyone exchanged winks and sly smiles as she left the room.
Sheila didn't expect a hot bath to help, and it didn't. She flipped back the covers on her bed, lay down, spread her legs, and began to play with her pussy. Her need to cum quickly overwhelmed her fear that someone might walk in and catch her in such a lewd act. She fingered her clit, finger-fucked herself, pulled at her nipples, and had the wildest thoughts of her life as she brought herself to a shattering climax. Then she fell into a light sleep.
The wild thoughts continued in her sleep. Her body still demanded relief, and an endless series of erotic scenes flashed through her mind. In each one, she was the center of attention, getting fucked and sucked into exhaustion by a long succession of men and women.