Marie needs to test your equipment.

You and Mary try to enjoy the movie, but you can't get your mind off of what her mom said and did. I mean you had a hard-on that Mary’s mom gave you, and nothing you can do about it. You can kind of understand where her mom was coming from. She only wanted the best for her daughter. Still, this was a bit ****. She even basically gave you a prescription to masturbate as much as you can to build your stamina. And did she really plan on sleeping with you? The thought of that was not helping with getting your hard-on to go down.

"What wrong, John?" Mary pulls you out of thought.

"Huh, oh just thinking some about your folks," you explain. "They're not quite what I expected."

She nods. "Well, they are a bit unique, but that's just who they are."

You wonder if she knows anything about her mom's little plan. You need to ask, without giving too much away. "Mary, I know you want to wait before we have sex, and I know it has something to do with your parents, but are you wanting to wait for marriage, or something else?"

"Mom always said that if it's the right boy, it will be the right time," she tells you. "But if it's the wrong boy, every time will be the wrong time."

"I'm not sure I follow."

"She said when she lost her virginity, it was a horrific experience. She almost decided to give up on men in favor of a good vibrator. But she says she then met my dad. Ever since they hump like bunnies. It's a little embarrassing; I can even hear them in my room. But I know they're happy, and that's what I want."

You just smile, and the two of you watch the movie. You wonder how happy they are if her mom needs to fuck her daughter’s boyfriend.

When you got home that night your mom had left a message for you. “Mary’s mother called. Said she need to talk to you about something with regards to Mary. She wants you to stop by first thing in the morning.”

The next morning you wrestle with the thought of going back there. Honestly, part of you wants to fuck her. She’s looks almost as hot as Mary, and she is defiantly willing. But what would it do to Mary to find out you fucked her mom, just so you could fuck her? In the end you concluded that you can’t just ignore the problem. You would have to go talk to Mary’s mom, and if you decided to go farther, you would cross that bridge when you came to it. But if you just don’t show, you lose Mary for sure.

You ring the door bell and Mary’s mom answers the door. She has on a pink silk robe covering a matching lace teddy. The blood leaves your brain and heads for your loins. “M-Mrs. Shelly?”

“I told you, John, call me Marie.”

“That’s a umm very nice um.. Robe.” you manage to stammer out.

“Thank you, John,” she opens the door fully. “Why don’t you come in?”

You step inside and take a set on the couch. You pray she doesn’t notice your now growing erection. “M-Marie, umm.. About last night, I think we need to talk.”

“Yes, dear, what is it?” she sits next to you, and you can help but notice her perk nipples through the transparent lace.

“Well, you said something about wanting to umm… well you made it sound like you wanted to… That you want to have me and you…”

“That I wanted to have sex with you?” she asks. “Well, that is why I asked you here. Is there something wrong with that?”

You don’t know where to start with what is wrong with that. “Well, it’s just that I can’t help but think of how Mary will feel about this. Besides, you’re married, and twice my age, and”

“Are you saying I’m too old for you?” she asks, and lets the rob slip off her shoulders. “Are you saying that you don’t find me attractive?”

“No, no, no,” you clarify. “It’s not that! You’re beautiful. But you have a husband, and I’m dating your daughter, and…”

“Look,” she takes you hand in hers. “I love my husband very much. He is a wonderful man, a true father, and an excellent lover. He knows what we have planed. We had the idea some 18 years ago.”

“Eighteen years?”

“I told him, that if we had a daughter, I didn’t want her first time to be like my first time, and so he came up with the idea that I try out the boyfriends, and if necessary, give some education. And if we had a son, he agreed to find a woman to educate him, so he would know how to please a woman. I of course realize that to find such a woman would mean my Jacob would have sex with our son’s tutor, to ensure her credentials. However, nether of us is looking for a lover. This is just a one or two time thing for our Mary, or if she were born a boy, Jacob Jr.”

You think you understand and nod your head. “Does Mary know?”

“No,” she tells you. “If you choose to tell her, that’s up to you, but we figure there was no need for her to know.” She lifts you hand and sets it on her breast. “Now where were we?”