HELEN AND BRIAN

After the rather... intimate encounter with Gwen's mother, Helen, and the revelation of our polyamorous relationship, things became a bit tense. Well, for now, she is keeping our little chat a secret. I have to break it slowly to Gwen later.

We decided to put that behind us for the time being and focus on dinner. We couldn't exactly sit down at the table with our newfound knowledge hanging over us.

As we sat around the table, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Helen was trying to act as if nothing had happened, and Gwen was avoiding eye contact with both of us. The atmosphere was awkward, to say the least.

"Brian, I hope you're hungry," Helen said, trying to break the ice.

I nodded, "Yes, I am. The food smells amazing."

She smiled, and for a moment, it felt like we were just a normal family having dinner together.

The dinner conversation continued, albeit with a somewhat strained undertone. We made polite small talk about various topics, such as my work as a chef, Gwen's job, and Helen's interests. It was clear that we were all trying to avoid discussing the recent events, at least for the time being.

Suddenly, I felt Helen's feet caressing my legs. She was sitting right before me and Gwen was sitting at the end of the table.

Her subtle footsie under the table caught me off guard. It was a daring move, especially considering the atmosphere at the dinner table. I tried to maintain my composure and continue with the conversation, hoping that Gwen wouldn't notice.

I subtly shifted my leg to respond to her touch, engaging in this secret flirtation beneath the table. Her actions sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the forbidden nature of it all.

As we continued to converse, Helen's foot moved further up my leg, her touch becoming more intimate. I couldn't deny the thrill of this clandestine encounter, even though I was acutely aware of the potential consequences.

Gwen, on the other hand, seemed engrossed in her food, her eyes downcast as she ate. It was as if she were deliberately avoiding any acknowledgment of the tension between her mother and me.

I decided to play along, allowing my own foot to gently caress Helen's leg in response. Our subtle game of footsie continued, each touch becoming bolder and more suggestive.

The situation was undeniably risky, but the allure of this secret intimacy with Helen was too tempting to resist. It was a delicate dance, one that required finesse and discretion, but the thrill of the forbidden made it all the more exciting.

I wonder what Helen is thinking doing something so bold so quickly. Is she having fun with the thought of seducing her daughter's boyfriend? I knew she was a depraved widow... But I never thought she would be so brazen.

With a mischievous smile, I began to return the favor. I increased the pressure of my touch, my foot pressing against Helen's leg more firmly. I could see the delight in her eyes as she reciprocated, the two of us now engaged in a sensual, passionate dance.

As the dinner progressed, our exchanges became more heated. Although we weren't talking that much anymore, our stares made up for that lack of speech. I felt her feet on my crotch, on the level with the tent my penis made in my pants.

Those big blue eyes stared right into mine. Her big red lips are slightly parted and her cheeks blushing a little. Damn! Even at this age, Helen is one hell of a beauty! I noticed the movement of her own erect nipples under her bra through the fabric of the white silky robe that she wore.

Her sensuous body language makes it abundantly clear that she is enjoying my reaction to her touches, and I couldn't help but play into it. She is a very bold woman, and I enjoy her playing this dirty game with me.

Looking over at Gwen, she is definitely acting odd and looks a bit uncomfortable.

Helen says with an overly friendly tone and a flirty wink, after we finish the dinner, "I hope you like that last part, Brian. Here comes the dessert!"

"I am going to skip it," Gwen stood up abruptly from the table, looking visibly upset. I guess she was still embarrassed from the earlier event where her mom caught us while she was blowing me.

"Oh, don't act like a kid," Helen chuckles. "We have already talked about it, didn't we?"

"Yeah," Gwen looked back, "And it was freaking awkward and embarrassing! Please stop acting like nothing has happened... Uugh! I don't know how you two are not embarrassed by this. I feel like I'm being the weird one for not coping with it, but I think the situation is really weird."

Her frown and her reddened cheeks make her pouty expression too cute.

"Hey," I said, "We talked and she apologized for intruding earlier, so we shouldn't dwell on what already happened."

"Haaa," She sighed, "Fine. You two can chat. But I am going to hide my face under my pillow for tonight because it's not a great feeling when your mom catches you blowing your boyfriend and then acts friendly with both of you. I am a bit stressed with this conversation about talking about it normally, but it seems that everyone else is fine. So, I am going to go get a glass of water and head to bed."

'Hoooh boy, this will be a tough one to solve,' I thought as Gwen left the room.

"Brush your teeth," Helen said, and Gwen just closed the door, putting a damper on the mood again.

"I am not a kid!" I could hear Gwen saying something muffled through the door.

I couldn't help but sigh, watching this odd scene. Even though I was slightly embarrassed by all of this as well, it was a somewhat exciting scene. The weirdness of the whole scenario was enticing, as well as Helen's sexuality, making the entire affair unexpectedly entertaining.

"Brian," Helen stood up. She walked over to the kitchen and took a bottle of wine, "Would you mind joining me in the backyard for a glass of wine under the beautiful night sky?"

"Sure." I nodded, giving in to the excitement and energy. This woman makes my blood run hotter than I could resist. "Let me grab the glasses for us," I said, heading to the cupboard.

The two of us made our way out to the backyard, leaving the awkwardness of the situation behind. Despite Gwen's reservations, I felt liberated by the exchange and excited by the possibilities. I knew that Helen wanted this just as much as I did, and I couldn't deny the thrill we had from our secret flirtation.

With a mischievous smile, she began to pour two glasses of wine, her intentions crystal clear. Her figure exuded seduction, her every movement enticing as she leaned in close to me and whispered, "I think my daughter is waiting for you inside, Brian. What are you going to do? Are you going back to your girlfriend? Or, are you going to spend some time with your girlfriend's mother?"

Her breath was hot against my ear as she trailed off, the implication heavy in the air.

"Why not both?" I replied as I touched her chin and leaned closer to her lips, "What if I fuck you right on this couch and then go fuck your daughter with your juices on my dick?"

"That would be filthy, nasty, and indecent. I love it..."

"You do, huh?" I said.

Our lips were so close to each other at this point, I could feel her body heat on my skin, her desire as palpable as my own. Her hot breath blew onto my face. We were both clearly enthralled with each other, and I knew there was no stopping the momentum building up between us. We wanted each other, there was no denying it.

"Yes. I do. A lot. I am a woman with needs. And you're the man I want right now," She murmured with a low and alluring voice.

Her eyes were on my lips, and she parted her mouth slightly. Her teeth glistened under the garden lights as her tongue darted out, licking her lips.

I kissed her as I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer.

[Cosmic radiation detected]

I opened my eyes. A streak of silver dashed past over the field.

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