Mom Me and the Babysitter Chapter 2

Mom-Me-and-the-Babysitter

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The Saturday after the episode in Avery's room was rather, shall we say, intense. Now that Vivian, her mother, was in on her secret, Avery had to deal with her mother and her father. She was pretty sure her mother was going to be fine, once she came out and told her she loved girls and was a lesbian. She wasn't sure her mom was a lesbian; but there seemed to be a good chance of that, based on last night's fun. She hoped that when she came out to her, she would come out as well. She prayed for the first time in her life: "Oh God, please let her be a lesbian."

The second concern was her father. She hoped that he wouldn't suspect anything about the lesbian thing. Men are usually suspicious of the wives having extramarital affairs with other men, although, these days, married women are finding love outside the home with other women in rapidly increasing numbers. What about her? She assumed her mother would protect her from her father's wrath...if it came to that. But the weird thing is, she had never seen her father get mad―at anything. What would her father do if he found out the two women he lived with were lesbian?

Kevin had another business trip this coming week. The limo would pick him up at 2:00 in the afternoon on Sunday, after which Avery and her mother would go fetch Isabella from her home. Vivian would drop the two of them off at the house, and then run some errands. One of her errands would be to swing by her favorite adult shop. She would be back by 4:30 or 5:00 and in any case the pizza would arrive at 5:30. Then they would have several hours to play.

The limo picked Kevin up on time, and Vivian kissed him goodbye and Avery wished him well and safe travels. Then she texted Isabella and told her they would be over in fifteen minutes. They live only minutes away, and Vivian parked in her driveway. She waited two or three minutes until Isabella appeared. It was a very happy car full of 3 females that returned to their home, talking about the things that happened Friday night.

Isabella and Avery ran to her bedroom (well Isabella walked and Avery ran).

Vivian was off to run her errands, but the main thing was to stop at She, a women owned sex shop catering to women only. The staff knew her and what her needs were; they knew a bit about her sex life too. There were her two favorite sales people there on a Sunday afternoon, Gwen and Susan.

She wanted to get two vibrators, one for Avery (to help her on her lesbian journey) and one for Isabella (as a general "thank you"). Gwen came up to her and asked her if there was anything special she was looking for. She replied that there are three very special girls in her life. She wanted three bullet vibrators, the same kind, and not to worry about money. Then, she wanted three of the newer pink love egg, the kind with a tail. A basic model to get started. Avery in particular didn't need to have her egg vibrating on full blast in the middle of class because someone with access to the app and password thought it was fun.

For the bullet, BAM made one that is rechargeable. It comes with a USB cord she could keep connected to her computer. The business end of the recharger she could feed into the pencil holder of her desk, where she would store the vibe between uses. She got pink for Avery and Lavender for Isabella; she got herself Lavender as well. The toy was made in France, so she felt good about it. One down.

The three love eggs were also rechargeable and she got three pink ones for her little angels (and one for her). These were the types she had seen young girls use in her favorite pornos. It supposedly strengthens the pelvic floor. One to go.

She was very happy with her selection of vibrators. It would help each of them enjoy their bodies the way that God meant them to.

The last thing she wanted was a strapon set; not just the dildo and the harness but the special briefs as well. The nice thing about a store is that she could "try it on for comfort" before buying it(Amazon was great for most things, but being a lesbian shopper who has to try things before she buys is not Amazon's forte).

Here the sales woman was very helpful, for she was a lesbian too. After listening to Vivian's needs, she led her to a black panty / harness / and dildo set. It looked like an ordinary set of briefs, but they hole for the dildo and the harness were "hidden". She could wear the briefs out (with dildos in her purse, of course) and she'd be ready for action. She could even sleep with it on for the spontaneous; it seemed that comfortable.

She knew Gwen the sales woman, and asked if she could come into the fitting room with her. She was going to have some questions and she wanted the personal attention that the store is known for.

"You're a regular customer so that won't be a problem," said Gwen. "Besides, it is sort of slow right now, so I'll just let the other girl know. Meet you back there."

She did let the other girl know, but on her "way back there" she stopped at her locker and fished out a tiny pink bottle. The bottle contained female poppers, and she had them for special occasions, like this.

When Gwen pulled opened the door to Vivian's fitting room, she had already had a couple hits of her love juice. She was ready to eat Vivian, quite literally. Gwen is a late-thirties something woman with big tits, small waist, and a beautiful face.

What Gwen saw immediately had her salivating. Vivian was naked and pulling up the briefs upon Gwen's arrival. In a couple seconds she was done, and looked at Gwen for approval.

"How do I look," said Vivian. "Do I look OK to you?"

"My dear, you look utterly ravishing," said Gwen, stepping toward Vivian. "Fuck me, girlfriend. You'll have all the girls at the gym going gaga, starting with me."

"That's the look I was hoping for," said Vivian. "I'm going to get this one, but I'd really like to try it out first. I'll buy whatever we use today."

Gwen couldn't take any more talking. She kissed Vivian, a mouth kiss, and pulled back for her reaction. Vivian was breathing heavily, and put both of her arms around Gwen, pulling her in for another kiss. Gwen stepped back and stripped, leaving her clothes where they landed. With that she bent over and put one hand on the bench, the other massaging her breasts. Vivian saw that, and inserted an eight-inch dildo that came with the ensemble into the harness.

She got on her knees, with the pink dildo "waving in the wind," and ate Gwen's cunt from behind. Gwen was expecting it, was craving it. This was probably the third time Vivian had sex at the store, each time with Gwen. She ate her until she started making mewling sounds. Vivian reached into her purse and pulled out a 4 oz. bottle of Dame lube, and applied it generously to Gwen and to the Dildo.

"Give it to me baby," said Gwen. C'mon, mama wants it, needs it."

Vivian ran the head of the dildo north and south along Gwen's slit a couple times. Then, without warning, she plunged the strapon in as far as it would go, eliciting a "oohhh-yeaaahhh" from Gwen. Luckily there was no one other than Susie, the other sales women, in the store. Besides, they had an early warning system worked out.

They both carried around with them (with their keys) a button that they could press, lighting a red lamp in the dressing rooms, telling the customers and employees who were getting it on to cool it. Half of their customers knew about it and approved! The other half were clueless.

"Oh fuck, this is great," said Vivian. "I've wanted something like this and there's a million on the market. But nothing beats trying it, with a true beauty."

"Ohh, Ahh," grunted Gwen. "Customer service―Ahh, Ohh―we aim to please. Ahh, Ohh. Gwen was now pushing back on the dildo, increasing her pleasure and Vivian (as if she needed any more) confidence.

"Take that you fucker," cried Vivian. "You like that, dontcha you lesbian whore, you fucking lesbian slut."

"Ohh, Ahh," I'm cumming. "Yeah, I feel the tingle. You're good baby. Keep going you slut; I'm gonna cum big time." She took another hit of her female poppers, which she had been holding this whole time in her left hand. It felt like her head was going to explode into millions of bits of lesbian pleasure.

The two were now one; Vivian knew exactly what to do. She continued to pump Gwen's pussy, not too hard, not too soft; just right. She loved taking girlfriends to the promised land, and that's just what she did.

"Oh, the tingle is just too much," cried Gwen. "I'm cumming. God, I'm cumming. Ooohhhhh, ooohhhhh. Aaahhhhh, Aaahhhhh, Ooohhhhh Aaahhhhhhh."

She slowly ground to a halt, and Vivian did too. She put her head down on the bench, and rested.

Vivian stepped away form her and said, "I'll take it. No, I'll take two, with small, medium and large didoes with the briefs; I think they're lavender. I fuckin' love this setup." She bent over Gwen and kissed her around the head and shoulder. Gwen stood up and kissed her back, loving her and loving her job.

"You know what beautiful?" Gwen asked.

"What's that honey?" Vivian answered.

"You could make a killing as a lesbian call girl," said Gwen. "Every time I'm in here with you I cum so fucking hard. There's just something about you, Viv."

"You never know, baby," said Vivian. "Do you know any madams."

"I've got one that come in from time to time to buy some things," said Gwen. "I talk to her about the life, the girls, their customers. The better girls average $500 or so for a few hours work. My God, that beats most IT executive compensation."

"God, I'm getting the tingle just talking about it," said Vivian. "When she comes in again, could you give her my card?" Vivian reached for her purse for her personal card case, that had her name, address, phone number and email address. She gave four to Gwen.

"My marriage just isn't working out," said Vivian. "The only thing that keeps me in it is my daughter Avery, who I love to pieces. I'm looking for something, something exciting to do. Maybe this is it."

"Sorry to hear that," said Gwen. "I thing we both know that you need more, sexually."

"That's it," said Vivian. "I'm married to the tech industry, and it isn't very good in bed."

"I'll have her call you," said Gwen. "Anything for a friend. Let me ring this stuff up and get you on your way back to Avery."

"Back to Avery and the babysitter," said Vivian.

"Yeah, now we're talking," said Gwen. "Excellent."

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Vivian pulled in the driveway at 5:00 on the nose. She had ordered a pizza for the girls and it would be there by 5:30. That gave her time to wrap the vibrators for the girls and have a glass of wine.

"OK you two, come and get your pizza and your gifts," shouted Vivian. She didn't know where they were, and she didn't want to invade their space. But "pizza" and "gifts" should get their attention.

Low and behold the door to Avery's bedroom opened and two girls appeared, both with a freshly fucked look on their face.

Vivian smirked and said, "My my, what have you two been up to, dare I ask?" She was not mad; quite to the contrary she was delighted.

Avery spoke first. "You probably saw us go to my bedroom as soon as we got here. We listened to some tunes on her iPhone. Then a great dance tune came on and we danced for a while. Isabella says I've got good rhythm."

"You do anything else?" asked Vivian.

Isabella spoke up, "We couldn't wait to, pardon the expression, fuck," she said. "She fucked me and I fucked her. We used a strapon."

"A strapon?" Vivian asked. "Where'd you get a strapon from?"

"From you, mother," said Avery. "You have to take better care of your secrets."

She kept the strapon hidden deep in her closet. As it normally implies lesbian sex, she didn't want Kevin to get the wrong (right) impression. But after she and the maid had a torrid love affair recently, she merely put it in the box of toys under the bed. That's where Avery found it.

"Give it to me and I'll wash it," said Vivian. "I'll also buy you a strapon now that my secret is out of the box. I should take better care of my personal items."

The girls dove into the pizza; there is no difference between the sexes when it comes to food. They were gathered around the kitchen breakfast nook, and Vivian pulled out four neatly wrapped boxes.

"Guys, this is my gift to you," she said. "Friday night was a blessing to me, and I want to show you to the appreciation that I have."

"Wow, presents," said Avery. "But mommy, why the presents?"

"Because you two showed me what I was, what I'd become," said Vivian. "I'm a lesbian. I've tried loving men, and I've been blessed by the birth of my wonderful Avery. But I could have had Avery with artificial insemination. You two showed me how natural lesbianism is."

"Mom, I have something to tell you," Avery said. "I'm a lesbian too. I started kissing girls two or three years ago; I get mixed up about when I started. The important thing is it's been a while, and I've had no interest in boys. I was torn about when I was going to come out to you, but you coming out to us made it easy. I love pussy, three times a day."

"For sure Vivian, your presence, and the way you didn't get mad at us, was just great," said Isabella. "I've been dreaming all weekend about coming here, tonight. Everyone here now knows that I'm a lesbian. I love you, Vivian, and I love your daughter."

"On that note, let's open our gifts," said Vivian. "Start with the lavender colored paper one first." She had the same two gifts the other two had. One on lavender paper, one in pink.

The girls were so aggressive opening their gifts that they shocked Vivian. "Boy, these girls are going to inherit the world," she thought. "So assertive!"

"Wow, a vibe, my own vibe," said Avery. "Mommy I love you. Let's see, there is a USB cable to the PC, and it plugs in here on the vibe. I'll go get it charging."

"Maybe you'll love me twice as much when you open the second gift," called Vivian to her 11-year-old daughter who was running up the stairs to her bedroom.

"Vivian, you didn't have to do this you know," said Isabella.

"Had to," said Vivian. "Wanted to. What you don't know is that I almost made a terrible mistake Friday. I had my camera, ready to take pictures of you two from the dark hallway. To turn them into the "authorities."

Then something came over me; I don't know what it was, but some day it will become clear to me. Let's call it love: love for you two and love for me and love of lesbianism. At the last minute, I put my camera in my pocket and walked in and joined you. You see, I've been pretending to be "Miss Manners", the perfect suburban housewife, all these years. But all this time I'd been a lesbian; I realized that Friday night. It's freeing; it really is a life changer."

"Wow. I had no idea," said Isabella. "Am I the first person you've shares this with?"

She heard the patter of her daughter's feet as she raced back to the action.

"Yes, please keep it between just the two of us, I mean the three of us for now," said Vivian. "Avery, you just missed my coming out to Isabella. I realized the other night that I am a lesbian, not a housewife who dabbles in it. Can you two keep the things that I'm telling you about lesbians and sapphic love for just us? At least for now. What say you, Avery? Isabella?"

"Absolutely!" said Isabella.

"Of course, mommy," said Avery. "I don't think it's anyone else's business."

"Great!" said Vivian. "Now open the other gift. I think it will delight you too."

Avery and Isabella ripped off the pink wrapping paper and started laughing. Of course, the first thing they did was to take the tail and twirl it around. They were even attacking one another. Kids!

The love egg was something they had seen on Pornhub, but not quite understood. Visually, it was a marvel. But why do girls leave it in, even when other vibes or dildoes are going in? It was supposed to be for men and women, but like many things, women have taken it over. Vivian said to trust her; she would demo it. Sort of like her husband demos software to a bunch of sleepy people.

"We've got to build ourselves up for sex. There are a lot of small muscles down there. This will stimulate them to grow and get stronger. But, the main reason: it feels really good.

"Thanks Vivian," said Isabella. "This was an unexpected treat."

Avery reached for Vivian and hugged her. "Mommy, I love you so much," said Avery.

"I prayed to God yesterday that you would come out lesbian, and you did," said Avery. "Of course, I did too, and we can be totally open now. She is a good listener."

"You're both welcome, said Vivian. "Last one up is a rotten love egg."

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