Meg's Mum, Part 4

by telleroftales

"Mum..Mum," Meg said in a raised voice that she hoped would bring her mum from her slumbers.

Her mum slowly opened her eyes, and looked to where her daughter stood on the threshold of her room.

"What time is it love?

"It's gone one Mum, can we talk please?"

"Of course we can Meg, but I must nip to the toilet first OK?"

"Sure."

"Well, come in, and sit down love, I won't be a minute," her mum said, as she swung her legs over the side of the bed, and started towards the door.

"Right love, I'm all ears," said Meg's mum as she seated herself on the bed next to Meg after coming back from the loo.

"Mum, I'm so confused, I just don't know what to think."

"Think? you mean about what happened Meg?"

"About everything Mum, it just doesn't make any sense, what you did, how I felt, just everything, I can't get my head round it."

Meg had hardly noticed that as she sat there, her mum had taken hold of her hand, and was gently stroking it.

"Meg, I understand how you must feel, but it was the biggest shock of my life when I realised that I was getting turned on by fussing around you, that the touch of your skin was giving me butterflies in the pit of my stomach . The little shocks of excitement that hit me when I brushed your pussy is something that I haven't felt for years. I love you more than anything in this world Meg, I think you know that, and if my foolish selfishness has hurt you in any way, then I'm truly sorry, and if I could rewind the last couple of hours, then I would do so without a moment's hesitation."

Whether it was the constant stroking of her hand by her mum, or the soothing tone of her mum's voice, or, perhaps, the combination of the two, Meg will never know, but she started to feel at ease as her mum spoke, and the tension she felt in every muscle, and sinew began to dissipate.

"I just don't know what to think Mum," said Meg as she stood up, "I need some time, so I'm going out for a while."

"Will you be back for something to eat?"

"Sure Mum, see you later," and Meg walked out of her mum's bedroom, picked up her bag, and keys from her own bedroom, and left the house not knowing where she was going, just that she needed some time to THINK!.....................

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Meg was sitting in the fast food restaurant toying with her milk shake deep in thought when a voice, and a tug on her combats roused her back into reality.

"Excuse me Miss, excuse me."

Meg focused on where the voice had come from, and was taken aback to see a young girl, no more than seven or eight, standing in front of her table.

"Excuse me miss, but my mum," and the little girl half turned, and pointed to a table across the walkway where a woman sat feeding a toddler, "told me to tell you that the man who was sitting on the next table to you tried to steal something out of your carrier bag there," and pointed to the bag on the floor.

Meg looked at the girl, looked at the carrier bag, looked at the girl's mum, then looked back at the carrier bag as the words the girl had just said were sinking in, and hoisted the carrier bag onto the seat next to her.

"He didn't take anything 'coz he seen my mum looking at him."

Meg, by this time, had regained some composure, and opened the carrier to find that the dress she had bought, along with some underwear to match were still in the bag.

"Tell your mum thank you very much."

"OK," and with that the little one skipped over back to her mum.

Meg finished the last of her milk shake, and gathered her bag, and got up.

"Thank you so much for what you did, I really appreciate it," said Meg standing in front of the woman.

"No problems, he just looked weird, and sat next to you when there was loads of room."

Meg gave a rather nervous laugh, the type of laugh you do when you feel a little embarrassed with yourself,

"I didn't even see him."

"I guess you didn't, you seemed so pre-occupied."

('If only you knew', Meg said to herself mentally.)

"You wanna sit here, and finish your drink?" said the woman

"Thanks, but I've finished."

"You sure? this is the first time I've spoken to another grown up since Thursday, and child speak isn't the most riveting of conversations."

Meg laughed at the way the woman raised her eyebrow as she was talking.

"Sure," said Meg with a smile, and sat down next to the woman who was steadily spooning a disgusting looking substance to the toddler.

"I'm Meg, and thank you once again for doing what you did."

"Hi Meg, I'm Penny, this is Molly, (nodding to the little girl), and this little madam is Polly, I know, I know, Molly, and Polly, but it sounded cool when I first thought of it, now I'm not so sure."

Meg couldn't help but smile at the blasé way Penny had spoken, and as if on cue, they both laughed.

"I suppose child speak isn't the best," said Meg, "Is there just you, and the two little ones?"

"Oh no, but for the next six months I'm an army widow, JJ, my hubby, has just started a tour of duty in Iraq."

"I'm sorry, it must be lonely for you, are your parents near by?"

"Sadly no, my dad sold his little business, and moved to Spain with my mum, they've told me to come over with the kids, but I just didn't want to."

All the time Meg, and Penny were talking, Molly was watching Meg intently, and upon noticing, Meg smiled at the little girl who reciprocated with smile that seemed to lift Meg's spirit.

"Hello Molly, I'm Meg," and extended her hand to shake young Molly's.

Molly took Meg's hand and replied, "Hiya Meg."

Meg felt the little hand slip into hers, and was immediately struck by the softness, and smoothness of Molly's skin.

"Are you being a good girl for your mummy?"

A quick succession of nods, with a look for approval confirmed to Meg that she was, indeed, a good girl.

"I take it you've been shopping, buy anything nice?" said Penny after the final spoon of what Meg now knew to be Lamb &Vegetable Casserole was swiftly dispatched by Polly.

"Just thought I'd treat myself to a new dress, and some matching underwear."

"For him, or for a special occasion?"

Meg laughed.

"There's no him at the moment, I'm footloose, and fancy free."

"Great, get out, and have a good time Meg, your only young once, you have your own place?

"No, I'm still with my mum," and Meg could feel herself starting to blush, hoping against hope that Penny wouldn't be able to notice.

Penny did notice, but never ventured to take the questioning further.

"Well Meg, it's been lovely talking to you, and if your ever at a loose end, and would like to chat, more for my sake than anything else," she said casting a glance at the kids as if to say please, "Then it would be great."

"Sure, that would be nice, if it's OK with you, we'll exchange numbers, and you can give me a bell."

"Brill, and thanks."

After exchanging numbers Meg got up to take her leave of the little family she had only just met.

"Bye Pen, bye Molly, see you soon."

"Bye Meg, take care."

Molly said nothing, just waved her hand, and Meg waved back, and left the restaurant.

On her way home, Meg thought about the meeting with Penny, and her family, and felt really good, and the more she thought of them, the more she thought about the delicate feel of Molly's little hand in hers.

 

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"Mum, I'm home," shouted Meg as she shut the front door.

"OK love, the kettle's just boiled, you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm OK," said Meg as she saw her mum appear from the kitchen.

"You've been shopping? Buy anything nice?"

"Just a dress, and some underwear to match, will you make me a nice cup of coffee while I take it upstairs, and try it on properly please?"

"Of course love," and her mum turned around and headed for the kitchen.

Meg took the dress out of the bag, and laid it on her bed, took off her combats, and top, and slipped the dress over her head.

The dress accentuated perfectly Megs colouring, and body, so much so, that Meg slipped a pair of high heels on to get the real effect of the dress.

As she was looking in the mirrored wardrobe door, taking stock of the way she looked, Meg's attention was diverted to the rap on the door.

"Meg, I've got your coffee honey."

"OK Mum, come in."

Meg's mum entered her bedroom carrying a big mug of coffee.

"Meg, you look wonderful, is that the dress you bought?"

"Yes Mum, dya like it?"

"It suits you down to the ground sweetheart, you look lovely."

Meg gave a twirl, and the dress flowed to show her legs.

"It really suits you love, the colour, and everything," expounded her mum as she sat on Meg's bed holding the coffee.

"Thanks Mum, I feel good, it does fit great."

And Meg gave another twirl watching the dress flow out exposing her legs, and thighs.

"You look so beautiful Meg."

"Thanks Mum."

Meg, feeling self conscious, slipped the dress over her head, and stood there with just her panties, and bra on.

Meg knew her mum was looking at her, and try as she might, she couldn't subdue the feelings of sensual pleasure that were hitting her very core at that moment, and the more she thought about her mum watching her in her panties, and bra, the more Meg felt sexually aware.

Her heart was beating just that little bit faster as she walked over to retrieve the bag that held the new underwear.

Meg instinctively knew without even looking that her mum was following her every move, and as her heart beat faster, the tingle that she felt just a few short hours ago started to slowly make its way down to her pussy.

Instead of bending at the knees like she normally would, Meg deliberately bent at the waist knowing the flimsy material of her panties would be drawn tight up against her pussy lips giving her mum a glorious view.

"What do you think of this ensemble Mum?" asked Meg as she turned to face her mum, new bra and the sheerest of French knickers held up for inspection.

"Goodness Meg they are beautiful, so light and wispy, they will look fabulous on you."

"Well, let's see eh Mum," and Meg, quite deliberately, slowly threw the underwear set to her mum, and started to take off her bra.

She was so filled with the moment, Meg was acutely aware that her nipples were as hard as rock, and stood so erect, and proud that even the act of taking her bra off sent shards of sexual electricity through her.

As she disrobed, she heard the sharp intake of breath her mum took, and this spurred her on to slowly, and sensually slide her now very wet panties down, and with a flick of her foot, sent them to the other side of the room.

Standing naked in front of her mum, she beckoned for the new bra, and knickers to be given to her.

Meg's mum, devouring every inch of her daughters body with her gaze, slowly rose from the bed, and handed the garments to her daughter.

No words were spoken, or needed, as her mum handed Meg the garments in one hand, and with the other cupped her breast, and took it to her lips to kiss, and savour.

Such was the potency of the moment, Meg brought her hand up to the back of her mum's neck, and actively encouraged her to keep kissing, and fondling her breast, and nipple.

"Oh! Mum, that feels so nice," rasped Meg as her mum continued to caress, and kiss her nipple, "I love you so much."

The words seemed to quell any inhibitions that her mum may have been feeling, because Meg felt her mum slowly lower herself onto her knees, and start gentle licks to her mons venus, while slowly reaching around and rubbing the cleft of her bum.

"I love you too my precious little baby," said her mum as she steered Meg towards the bed. "Lie down on your tummy little one, let your mum take care of you," and Meg complied knowing that she was incapable of not accepting her mum's invitation.

What happened next took Meg completely by surprise, her mum parted the cheeks of her bum, and ran a finger up, and down the crease between her cheeks before finally resting it on the entrance to her glory hole.

Such was the equisite sensation Meg felt at the touch of her mum, she opened her legs to allow her complete access to her pussy, and bum hole.

As her cheeks were opening, Meg felt the first kiss on her hole, followed by the gentle pressure of the tip of a tongue as it sought its way into her most secret of places.

Meg had never experienced a feeling like she was now getting as her mum's tongue moved in and out of her hole, but she knew that she loved it, and never wanted it to end, and as her mum tongue fucked her hole, Meg slid her hand underneath her body, and found her button. As she touched her clit, she thought she would faint again such was the intensity, and the sheer bliss she was feeling as her mum's tongue found its way in and out of her hole, and her finger moved swiftly over her clit.

Her legs began to quiver as the first rumblings of ecstasy began to manifest themselves, and all Meg could muster was "Fuck," as her orgasm began to take hold.

 

To be continued................................