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“Thank you Ryan though I feel a bit overdressed for this occasion,” she eyed her daughter. “I’m sorry Mom, I should have told you, here we opt for a casual approach.” “I’ll say,” Tina commented, a big cock little haughtily perhaps. Both of the girls had removed their shorts, here at the table they were barefooted wearing only tee shirts and panties. Their appearance didn’t at all detract from the meal, it was absolutely delectable and the Zinfandel, she thought of Zinfandel as pink, this was a deep red and a perfect compliment for the beef. When she commented that she thought of Zinfandel as a pink wine and too sweet for her taste, Ryan educated her. “Gram, both come from the same grape, the grapes used to make Pink Zinfandel are peeled, the grapes to make this are not.” Dessert was pecan tarts served with a Malmsey Madeira, coffee was offered but no one was interested, the wine was the perfect compliment for the tart. They sat around the table, each took a second glass of the Madeira, the conversation pleasant as they caught up on family and friends. Finally Tina said, “It’s been a long day and I find travel tiring, if you don’t mind I think the bed is calling.” Everyone gave her a good night peck and a hug. Once she’d gone to the bedroom Big Boobs Kim asked, “What’s the arrangement for tonight?” “I thought you might like company, would you mind?” Ryan asked. “Your room or mine?” Was all she wanted to know. “Yours, did you stock up on some lubricants?” “You know I did, so did Ursula, no way that pole of yours goes in without greasing the chute,” they all had a little chuckle. The three of them traipsed up the staircase. “Tina had undressed, hung her dress up like the fastidious person she was, taken off her brassiere and donned her nightgown, she slept in her panties, perish the thought but there could a fire, she couldn’t be caught bare bottomed. She turned back the covers, the linens were crisp but wonderfully soft, the sheets were 5000 thread count Egyptian cotton, soft as a cloud. But as she’d rolled busty back the duvet an odd aroma had wafted up, now it was a fragrance that was niggling, she should be able to identify it, it played through her mind, she knew that the sense of smell created the most powerful memories, she was tired but sleep eluded her while her mind churned finally sleep won out, Tina slept. Breakfast was served at eight, it was Monday morning, Kim had arranged to have the week off to spend with her booty Mom but Ryan had work and Ursula school, both were dressed but Kim was again attired in panties and a tee shirt. Tina had taken the time, after completing her abulations she’d brushed her hair and put on minimal make up, if pride was a venial sin she was guilty, she did take pride in her appearance, she donned a light blue dress and came out in time to see Ryan and Ursula leave, she joined Kim at the table, white coffee with two sugars, Kim made whole wheat toast. “Dieting,” Kim asked. “No, I don’t try to lose weight, I can’t gain it, how about you?” “One thirty five for most of my life.” “So why only the toast?” “My tummy sometimes gets a little queasy.” No way she could confess that nine inches of her Son invading her bowels could sometimes leave her a bit distressed, this was one of those times. “I’m sorry you’re not feeling well, is there something I can get you?” “No Mom, I’ll be fine but thanks for your concern.” And it suddenly came to her, of course she knew the scent from the bedroom last night, fact be known, it was so familiar she’d overlooked it, she’d probably added a minuscule molecule or two, it was a female vagina, she had one, Kim had one and so did Ursula, now she could smell her daughter, it was more than just a scent of her vagina, she smelled of sex, sex with a miasma of sewer gas, ah Jesus, Tina was hardly an expert on sex, deepthroat Marvin had been her only partner, she’d never done or had done those scary, immoral, wonderful things that she’d read about (under the covers of course) in the novels that were then called “Bodice Rippers,” “Kim, I’m old, I’m ignorant and I’m naïve, but Kim, I am a woman, would you like to talk about it?” When I saw him, I exhaled knowing that he was OK. 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