Asking

Mom-Eve, naked, fell off your naked thigh and she and your half-erection pointed directly at this fully clothed, young woman who was even still wearing a coat. The older woman had to hold onto you for your physical support.

"Mother! You're cheating on Dad with, with. He looks like he could be a high schooler!" Suddenly her daughter became even more scandalized. "He IS! You're his counselor!!" And she turned to leave.

"Lilith, wait!" she called after her, her legs, though, was too uncertain to.

"Wait! Your mother's asking you to wait!" you called out, too. The only hope you were inspired to clutch at was that the Mrs. Rydell you knew in school could work a psychological trick on Lilith -- If she could just get her to listen!

The clothed daughter turned angry eyes on you. "And you? Are you asking, too?" she said as good as dismissing you.

What psychological trick did you have? The only thing you could think to do was to repeat her words, "I'm asking!"

Lilith beat the wall outside the bathroom door. Paused. Then turned her frown on the two naked culprits in the bathroom. "Well!?! I'm waiting!!"

Mom-Eve was still unable to step out of the shower stall. You, at least, thought to turn off the water. Now that she could heard in a quiet voice, she finally spoke. "Th, this is the first time." She then raised her voice louder, "This is my ONLY time! Believe me, Lilith!"

"Oh, really? Would it be the "only time" if I hadn't come home on Fall Break?" Lilith was finding it hard to believe. Her voice softened, "I wanted to surprise you," Then hardened! "I surprised you, all right!"

"I've surprised myself today." Mom-Eve sounded confused. Then she said, "I guess your dad has been away for too long."

Reading the woman she knew so well, the daughter turned her fire away from her mother and onto you. Her tone was low and menacing, "You did this to her, didn't you? You targeted her while she was ****. She's just another fuck."

"No!" you said, defensively. "I've only done it with Selena! And only two time, too! I haven't any luck with girls. Believe me!"

"Why should I believe you?"

"No, no reason," that you could think of at the moment. "But it's the honest truth! I'm asking you to believe me."

Lilith's face became thoughtful as she looked you up and down. Only then did you think to cover your dick with your hands.

And that seemed to do the trick. You seemed a guy decent enough to feel awkward in an awkward situation. At least, that was how you thought she was judging you.

"Okay," Lilith's ire cooled. "You just got lucky. And Mom has her needs." She still didn't sound like she was truly forgiving anybody.

Mom-Eve saw her opportunity and jumped in with, "Just like you have needs. You have had sex at college!"

"I never told you...." Lilith stopped, and one frown was replaced with another. "You and your psychology degree." She decided to admit, "Yes. I have."

"And with different boys," Mom-Eve was getting her confidence back. She was becoming Mrs. Rydell, counselor. She even reached for the one towel on the towel rack.

Lilith's silence was a confession.

"Didn't you tell me you found a boyfriend? Did you break up?" she said, wrapping the towel around her naked body.

"No." Air seemed to go out of the busty daughter. "Why do I always have to tell you the truth, Mother." Not "Mom" yet.

"It's the way I raised you," the psychologist said. Wow! you thought, she really did have those kinds of tricks.

"Uh, I should be going," you say, anxious to leave while the leaving was good.