Cape of Good Hope

My father’s wealth is a result of everything that was wrong in South Africa during the Apartheid times.

Former president F de Klerk had at one point in time briefly interned in my grandfather’s law firm in suburban Johannesburg. My father, on the other hand, chose to become a banker. Like most other whites, he too exploited black South Africans in the guise of a usurer. He was part of a faulty system. By and large a good man, he stayed in the middle path all his career until F de Klerk became president. It was then that his exploits took a major upward detour.

On the face of it, de Klerk was changing South Africa towards the new post-Apartheid era but a chance meeting one afternoon on his campaign trail changed my father’s fortunes. It would appear to project gratitude towards my grandfather’s kindness when he was an article clerk in my grandfather’s law firm, but in actual fact, he needed a complete outsider to help with his maneuvers. My father happened to be at the right place at the right time.

As soon as the president was sworn in, my father was summoned and the dealmaking began. The five years that he remained president, firmly plotted my father as one of the largest bankers in South Africa. Every government department started banking with his bank, and every major government foreign remittance got handled through his bank.

My mother, Maria, hailed from a rich family in Austria that had settled in South Africa. She got captivated by my father, in the backdrop of his astounding career growth. She wasn’t influenced by his money – her family was old money – but with his sharp wit and his demeanor at their common Johannesburg society gatherings.

By the time F de Klerk went out, my father’s bank branches had expanded to each town in South Africa and he was firmly entrenched in the financial world of Africa.

South Africa started to heal and transform under Madiba. I can proudly say, I was born when he was still president, even though for just a couple of more months.

Growing up in Johannesburg, the change in society was very apparent and visible around us. But by and large, in my childhood, I stayed away from black children, barring a few of them at school.

I was influenced by my father to take up finance and business management at the University of Cape Town. It was here that I met Adio.

Adio’s father was a farmer, and his grandfather was a key ANC functionary. Unlike his elder brother, he wasn’t interested in a farmer’s life. He got a partial scholarship to study at the University of Cape Town.

Adio and I had no common courses in college. He was a political science student and a year senior to me. It did not take me long to listen to his debates and student body meeting speeches.

I had grown up seeing many black leaders rise to power, many jostling with power and many fighting over it. My opinion of black politicians was dim.

With Adio, it all changed rapidly. It was my first exposure to someone of similar age speak with such eloquence, such proficiency and so softly. That he was black started to matter less and less with each passing week at uni. That he looked smart started to matter more.

I had a boyfriend in Johannesburg at school who I was steady with. We had our share of fun kissing, necking, and groping. As part of my upbringing, my natural first stop was a white boy when going steady with one. I also lost my virginity to a white boy.

For the first two years at the university, I was friends with many black students and my trepidation around them had worn off completely. I started to wonder, what world had I been living in all this while. Adio also had become more than an acquaintance by then.

By the end of year three, I was Adio’s girlfriend. In my last year of college, Adio having graduated, joined a local newspaper having taken up a job as a Journalist.

When I graduated, I had to convince my parents to let me stay longer for some more time in Cape Town before I return to Johannesburg and possibly dive into my father’s banking world.

Pappa only agreed to let me have a break if I became a management trainee at the Cape Town branch of the bank. I readily agreed.

After a brief trip back home, I came back and got myself an apartment. I started working at Pappa’s bank and worked thirty hours a week. Adio did not take a lot of convincing, and we started to stay together.

Before that, when I had started having sex with Adio, comparing him with both my previous boyfriend was natural. It was also natural for me to presume it was just my previous boyfriends who were small and unskilled in the art of sex.

Over time, the difference in sex with Adio became more than the size of his dick or his skill in bed; it was also the love and emotions that we had developed for each other.

The six months I had planned to stay on became a year. My parents’ patience started to wear off, and I hadn’t yet told them about Adio.

As luck would have it, on a video call I was on with my Mother, Adio just walked out of the shower naked. If my father on the call, he’d have blown a gasket. My mother, on the other hand, simply fainted, or so it seemed. Actually, sitting on the bed, her phone had slipped off from her hand in shock. Facedown on the bed, the phone screen for me went blank at her end. By then, Adio had stepped closer to me. I hastily disconnected the call, unable to think what else could be done or said for the naked black man in my bedroom.

I decided silent treatment was better than an explanation and did not attempt calling her back.

Mamma decided to collect her thoughts. She tried to reassure herself that she indeed saw what she saw, and she too decided not to call me back immediately.

———

Both of us had made up our minds before the fateful video call happened a day later.

I knew it was wishful thinking to assume she hadn’t seen Adio.

She knew very well what she had seen and was scared of my saying something ominous like, “Mamma, meet my boyfriend.”

“Mamma, I would like to tell you something.”

Scared of what I might say, all she could manage was a, ‘mm..hmm.”

“Mamma, I am in a relationship. His name is Adio. He is a wonderful person.”

“But Elmarie, he is black,” she mumbled in disbelief.

“Mamma, he is a good person. He is gentle, considerate, and kind.” I asserted, ignoring her comment.

“bbutt he is black,” she stuttered. She may have practiced it over the last twenty-four hours, but it didn’t come to her.

“Mamma, he is well educated, graduated from Cape Town. Within a year, he has become Asst. Editor with the Daily Sun.” I started speaking her language – credentials.

“Elmarie, be that as it may. He is black. Your father would not approve of it. I haven’t told him yet and do not wish to speak to him about it.” she remembered her lines. “Before it gets any serious, you will have to end it and return home.”

Time to throw a bomb, “Mamma, I love him, and Adio loves me.”

“Elmarie, I…..” My admission swept her off.

After a long silence, I added, “Mamma, it would be great if you meet Adio once before you decide what kind of a person he is.”

She composed herself and said, “Okay, I’ll be there tomorrow.”

Now I was on the back foot. I couldn’t take it back. Obviously, I wanted her to meet Adio, but not for the reason that she intended to come over.

Less than prepared with the turn of events, I fessed up to Adio about her arrival. He was already aware that our relationship was a secret with my parents.

Adio smiled and offered, “Would you like me to stay elsewhere until she has returned?”

“Well no, actually. She already knows that you live here, and there is no point maintaining a charade,” I thought about it for a minute. Then I told Adio what I wanted, “To be honest, what I want to do is for you to charm her. Actually, be your natural self, I am sure she will approve once she gets to know you. Staying together is the best way to achieve that.”

Adio smiled and kissed me lovingly.

He could make out that I was anxious. He knew my parents’ approval was important for me. I was very close to my mother especially. My having kept my relationship with Adio must have hurt her anyway. I had confided in him about it.

Adio said, “Elmarie, Don’t worry. I will greet her in my best birthday suit.”

We both cracked up laughing.

———

I asked Adio, “I think I should go and fetch Mamma. I will try and talk to her for a bit.”

He shrugged and let me go pick her up from the airport.

Adio had no clue about my family’s worth. He knew Pappa was a banker, but not that he owned one of the top five banks in South Africa.

If Adio saw me go into the airport to the tarmac and receive my mother in a private jet, he would flip. More importantly, if he saw Mamma’s entourage and her baggage, he would faint for sure.

So I would have to handle the party in advance.

I was just in time to receive Mamma. Her Bombardier custom jet reached the airport just as I entered the terminal. By the time she exited, I was at the foot of the stairs.

Mamma exited the aircraft in her typical style. My Mamma is a classy, fashionista and wore only the finest designer dresses that make her look stylish and beautiful, plus of course many years younger. Mamma had always stayed slim, she ate like a bird, walked like a gazelle, and looked like a queen. Mamma is a humble person and a fantastic human being. She is lovable in every sense.

When she saw me, she rushed to hug me.

“Elmarie!” She pulled her arms around me and kissed my cheeks. Mamma insisted on calling me Elmarie instead of honey, darling, or more specifically a shrunken ‘El’ because she loved my name. When I was born, it was she who chose my name, which literally means, ‘love and only love’ in Afrikaans.

I hugged Mamma tight and thanked her for coming over. Once in the car, I asked her, “Mamma, how did you manage to convince Pappa that you were coming over to stay?” I enquired.

“I told him I am not coming back until I get Elmarie back home,” Mamma said proudly

“after that he did not have much to say,” She added.

I had no idea whether to rejoice in Mamma’s love for me or wince at her determination that she would be dragging me back home, without Adio.

The whole thing was setting loose very fast. I chose to avoid the discussion further and to act hastily.

“Mamma I have a request before we go home.” I requested.

“Mmm…hmm.” She was listening.

“Mamma, please promise me just one thing. That when you meet Adio, you will keep an open mind. No bias about his color alone.” I pleaded.

Mamma saw the look on my face and felt her love for me take over, “Elmarie, I promise you this. If I approve of Adio as a person then his color shall not be my reason for disapproval.”

I could feel that Mamma was not completely convinced, but for my sake she assured me.

“Another thing, Mamma…Adio is unaware of our family’s financial status.” I added, “So before we reach home, redirect your assistants and your baggage, and your cars to whichever hotel you had planned.”

Mamma was somewhat taken aback. “I was planning to be at Cape Cadogan.” She wasn’t ready for what she heard me say.

We halted our three cars cavalcade on the way and redirected all the cars to Cape Cadogan hotel, where Mamma had already planned to stay. I ordered an Uber to my apartment.

If somewhere in her arsenal of arguments was one that said, “he is after your money, Elmarie.” It got shot down before she even met him. The look on her face showed surprise but she was pleased, at the same time.

I brought Mamma to my modest four-bedroom apartment which Pappa had let me buy, but Adio only knew that I was renting. He still paid me six thousand rands every month as his share of the rent, the condition on which he had moved in with me.

When we reached the apartment, Adio was waiting for us.

He looked at Mamma and was struck by her beauty and complimented her, “No wonder Elmarie is so beautiful. She takes after her mother.”

Mamma took the compliment modestly and said, “thank you.”

Adio met her dressed in a shirt and trousers and looked handsome. I could tell Mamma was apprehensive, but I knew Adio.

Realizing she was carrying no luggage except for her handbag, he asked, “I will go get the luggage from the cab.”

“no, no.” I hastily said, “the airline mixed up her bag and it seems to have got misrouted.” I covered up. “Don’t worry, I have enough clothes that would fit her well. And her bag should arrive in a day or so.” I fibbed, assuming that maybe we would go around and collect some items from her bag tomorrow.

When Mamma entered, the apartment, Adio took her hand gracefully and welcomed her in, “Welcome.”

Adio’s six-foot-two height is somewhat intimidating at first. So is his well-built physique with toned abs, muscular thighs, and arms. But then he starts to speak. The timbre in his voice is soothing, his manner comforting and his body language allays any fear whatsoever that his size exhorts. I was confident it wouldn’t take him long to charm Mamma.

It was late afternoon on Saturday, and we sat on the balcony with our iced teas.

As was expected, it did not take too long for Adio to unarm Mamma. With each passing hour, Mamma began to ease.

Adio made us dinner. I informed Mamma, “Adio loves to cook. And I think you might like it.”

Mamma was somewhat skeptical of the possibility but she indulged me by staying quiet.

Adio complimented her at the table and said, “If her praises of your cooking are anything to go by, then I am lame in comparison.”

An hour later, Adio tabled Cape Malay curry and yellow rice. Mamma has never been fond of spices but she was impressed with the dish and I noticed she did clean up her plate.

Before we were done for the day, Adio had found out Mamma’s interest and ever the conversationalist dug deep into it with his inquisitive nature. He had Mamma talking comfortably.

During the course of the evening, he complimented Mamma at least a couple of more times.

When we bid good night, Adio kissed her hand and thanked her for coming over.

After Adio went into our room, I accompanied Mamma in hers and carried with me a nightgown and nightie, not sure what she would prefer.

As she changed, we talked, “So…?”

Mamma said, “He is indeed a smooth talker. At least I’d give you this.”

I smiled, “Mamma, please let him relax, and also, you should too.”

Mamma replied, “That boy does have a smooth tongue and he can sweet talk anyone.”

“ooh, I can assure you he can do a lot more with that tongue,” I said it and then regretted saying it. I took my tongue out and bit it in my teeth, along with squinting my face to signal that I was sorry for what I said.

Mamma on the other hand ended up smiling.

Mamma had put on the nightie and sat on the bed. She opened her arms and welcomed me into a hug good night.

“Mamma, I am sorry I kept this from you. But it is important for me that you keep an open mind with Adio.” I pleaded again.

Mamma kissed my cheek and then my forehead, “I promise.”

“good night.”

“good night.”

Adio was waiting for me in the bedroom, anxious to hear the first report. It was important for him too, that Mamma approved of him. But I guess it was early days.

“It took me two years to like you, at least give her two days.” I teased.

Adio gripped me in his arms and lifted me to kiss my lips, “aha.”

“Do you like my Mamma?” I asked.

“I do, baby, I do. She is sooo beautiful.” Adio inadvertently commented in the heat of the moment before kissing me again.

“More than me?” I asked. In between kisses.

“A lot more than you. She is elegant, she is beautiful, she is smart, she is classy.” He went on.

Between kisses. “Really,” I asked in mock agitation.

“Baby, you are everything that she has AND you are sexy,” he announced, before diving in my mouth one more time.

I rolled my hands around his neck and pulled him into a deep tongue kiss.

“so you are saying my Mamma isn’t sexy?” I teased him.

He was trapped, and he chose to show me how sexy I was to him.

His tongue did a wonderful job of raising the heat within me.

His hands groped my butt cheeks and started to pull my jeans down, along with my panties.

We untangled briefly to take our clothes off and within a minute he was lapping my pussy.

I remembered having told Mamma that Adio was wonderful with his tongue, this was what I had meant. He got me creaming in no time.

Ten minutes later, Adio was thrusting in and out of pussy in slow motion making love to me.

I was laying under him, as he looked me in the eyes and slowly pushed in and pulled out. We both had our eyes full of desire, looking towards each other.

I gave a muffled cry, “aaah, aaaah, aaaah,” to his every thrust. Regretting at that moment, why I gave Mamma the room next door, where she could possibly hear me crying out in pleasure.

I looked at Adio and his eyes were closed. Not his usual style, but I pulled him into my mouth before delivering my exults in his mouth, in order to mute my cries.

I let off an, “aaaaaaah, aaaaaaah,” in his mouth.

As soon as Adio realized I was cumming, he let loose his spray inside me with gusto. Every time he sprayed me deep with his cum and sperm, I felt a sense of fulfillment.

Like most nights, we slept in each other’s arms naked.

———

When I got up in the morning, Adio was missing from the bed.

Mamma was an early morning person. Fortunately so was Adio. They had discussed the previous evening about their fondness for jogging and both were missing from the flat when I got up.

I was sipping coffee when Mamma and Adio came all sweaty and flushed. I saw Mamma wearing one of my shorts and T-shirts. Adio must have found whatever he could and must have given it to her for the jog.

Mamma’s legs looked great in shorts. She waved at me, huffing, and I said, “good morning, Mamma.”

Adio had taken her on his track, and they had done a five-mile run, Mamma’s standard. Adio complimented Mamma, “I must admit, Maria, you had me crying.” Both Mamma and I knew he was being polite.

Mamma smiled and sipped from my water sipper in her hand. Sweat on her cleavage and her armpits made her look sapped. Adio, too, was sweating in his t-shirt.

All three of us sat at the dining table, talking about random stuff. Only when I got up did Mamma see that I was sitting in my short slip and panties. Mamma would not react to seeing me like that, but she frowned given that Adio was around. Well, to be honest, Adio had seen me in way less than that, so I chose to ignore her frown and moved on toward the kitchen.

Adio noticed her concern and helped with diverting her attention.

“Maria, we would like to take you out to lunch today.” Adio offered.

I was in the kitchen looking away, but when I heard him say that, I squinted my eyes. Mamma was usually very touchy with where we ate and was also very health conscious.

But she said, “sure. But you will have to let me choose the place.” I smiled.

When Adio was in the shower, I gave Mamma a dress from my cupboard.

Mamma joined me and Adio at the breakfast table. She easily fit in my clothes and seeing her in that dress, I said, “Mamma, this fits you perfectly. And you look great in it.”

Adio added before she could reply, “Maria, I must say you look beautiful.”

Mamma thanked both of us.

As we sat through breakfast, the conversation moved to his work and then to Mamma. He was very keen for Mamma to tell him how she spends her time, how she keeps herself busy, and how often does she party.

I smiled inwardly seeing Adio work his charm on her. He was giving Mamma suitable questions that would make her talk, get her at ease. I just loved him.

We sat on the balcony for an hour talking about their love for music. It so happened they had a common fondness for Chris McGregor and Johny Dyani. Mamma told him she knew Chris personally. And they sat for an hour talking about him and how they met and eventually he became a friend of the family.

Around Lunch, we got into Adio’s car. Mamma told him she wanted to go to a place in Wolfgat, South Africa.

If Adio was surprised, he didn’t show. We took a two-hour car ride to Paternoster. Adio had a ten-year-old truck that sat four and had an open back.

The weather was good and we enjoyed the trip. When we reached there Chef Merwe received us at the main door. He kissed Mamma on both cheeks and it made me realize that we knew him well.

His small restaurant, a foraged find, was one of the most beautiful places I had been in recent days. Adio was super impressd. Mamma went about telling him about Chef Kobus van der Merwe, who was a dear friend of hers.

After the long drive, we were hungry enough to dive right in. As was expected, the food blew us over. After lunch, we moved to his terrace and sat there sipping tea for a while. Chef Merwe joined us and was besieged with compliments from all three of us. No matter how much Mamma insisted, he wouldn’t let us pay.

We decided to stroll the nearly empty beach, that overlooked the restaurant.

Hand in hand, we went up and down the beach barefoot. I could sense Mamma was warming up to Adio.

On impulse, I went a bit deeper into the water and dragged Mamma and Adio along with me.

“C’mon, Mamma. C’mon Adio. Let’s get in the water.” I urged.

“No, Elmarie, no.” Mamma cried, even as I pulled on her hand. Adio wasn’t really resisting me.

A few minutes later, we were wet until our heads and clothes clung to our bodies.

Neither Mamma nor I had worn bras that afternoon and the thin shirts, though not transparent, on us gave away every curve through our wet shirts. Adio’s shirt too stuck on him and both of us happily got to see his toned and well-built physique.

As tension rose, we slowly avoided eye contact and started walking to the truck.

The weather was very balmy and it made sense when Adio suggested, “why don’t you both lay on the back of the truck and let your clothes dry off.” He said this, as he spread out the tarp on the back for us.

It made sense because by the time we’d reach back home the clothes would be dry and we wouldn’t really need to sit in wet clothes next to each other up in front.

We both stretched in the back and Adio started driving slowly. About half an hour into the drive, I took my shirt out and lay there topless. I held my shirt in my stretched hand and it fluttered as the wind passed through it. I held it tight.

I encouraged Mamma, “Mamma, off with your shirt. This will have the shirt dry quickly.”

“no, thank you.”

“c’mon, Mom,” I insisted. She never liked it when I called her Mom.

She reluctantly looked towards the front of the truck through the window in which Adio sat, driving. His eyes were on the road ahead.

Mamma too dragged the shirt out of the jeans that stuck to her thighs. Moments later, her shirt too was in her hand and her chest bare.

With the sides of the trucks above our level, no one could see us from the road or another vehicle, unless it was higher than ours. With Adio’s truck itself pretty high, the chance of that was less.

Now the only factor was how long would Adio take to check on us girls in the back.

It happened in less than ten minutes, I could sense the truck slowing. Adio must be having difficulty maintaining speed and keeping an eye on the evolving situation in the back. I smiled and let him have an eyeful of Mamma and me. Eventually, our hands got tired of holding the shirts up and we lowered them.

If Mamma felt the truck slowing or the lasers from Adio’s eyes, she didn’t complain or raise an alarm.

Another ten minutes later, I said, “Mamma, I am taking the jeans off to clean them and let them dry as well. Too much sea and sand in it.” Without waiting for Mamma to approve, I peeled my jeans off, along with my panties.

I looked towards Mamma and eyed her as if asking, what are you waiting for.

Mamma looked in front, and fortunately, at that moment Adio’s eyes must have been in front because Mamma started unbuttoning and removed her jeans as well. She kept her panties on.

This was as far as she was going, I was cool with that. We giggled. Mamma too must have felt a rush.

I could swear there were more than a few swerves in our truck after that. Adio had indeed caught more than a few glimpses out into the back of the truck.

As we started to near the city, I heard a knock on the window. I knew what it meant. Time to put our clothes back.

I started with my jeans, leaving my panties. Mamma too pulled her jeans up. Then we put our shirts back up. Thanks to the airy drive, the clothes were almost dry completely. We giggled again.

As we walked back to the apartment, from the parking, Adio asked, “comfy?”

I poked him, “yes we were. Did you have fun?”

Nonchalantly, Adio replied, “hell, yeah.”

Mamma blushed, getting the reference.

Back at our apartment, Adio made us tea as we took quick showers and changed to return to the drawing-room.

Then he went for a shower, and Mamma and I sat together sipping our tea. It was already six.

Adio came and put on some music. Then he offered me his hand to dance. I took his hand, and we slow danced a bit. After a couple of songs, we exchanged glances. Adio sat me down and offered his hand to Mamma, inviting her to dance. He was not aware, until then, that Mamma loved to dance and was really good at it.

They danced in each other’s arms for the next half an hour.

We broke out laughing and cracking when the music had stopped, and they kept on dancing for another minute.

For dinner, we ordered food from outside. We had a good laugh about the weekend we spent together.

Adio complimented Mamma on her choice of Wolfgat, “The off-the-beaten-track spot was worth the significant detour out of the city, Maria. It was a great idea.”

Mamma smiled and nodded.

By now, Mamma’s plan to dissuade me out of the relationship with Adio was already history, and they had met barely for one weekend.

I begged Mamma, “I don’t want you to go, Mamma. You should stay this week with us and go back next Sunday.”

Mamma was reminded of the dilemma she was in. She wanted to know more about Adio and possibly coax me out of the relationship with him. On the contrary, she had started to get comfortable around Adio.

Seeing her in a double mind. I glared at Adio to pitch in.

“Maria, We had the loveliest time with you around. It was actually getting bored until you came here.” he teased me.

“uh huh,” I growled.

Mamma laughed at our banter. “I don’t want to impose.”

Adio added, “nonsense. On the contrary, we love to have you stay here. Really.”

Mamma said, politely, “you guys have work to do. I don’t want to sit at home while you both go to work.”

Adio spontaneously said, “you were not aware? Our union leader of the printing press division passed away. It’s a holiday for me this week in any case. C’mon, I could seriously use your company.”

All of us knew he was joking and on an impulse, he had announced that he would take a week off if Mamma decided to stay.

He added, “I assure you, even if Elmarie has to go to work, I shall not leave your side this whole week.”

Mamma nodded her agreement.

“Why should I go work and slog when I can be here with Mamma and enjoy a brief holiday.” I asserted. All of us laughed together.

Later that night I teased Adio, “quite a time you had there today, on the drive back.”

Adio blushed and smiled. That he was caught didn’t really embarrass him.

“Don’t you think she is beautiful?” I asked.

“She is very beautiful.” He said without batting an eyelid.

“What’s with all the flirting you have been doing?” I teased again.

“Oh baby, I thought I was supposed to entertain her,” he said awkwardly.

“So you don’t find her attractive.” He knew he was trapped. He took the bold route.

“Baby, she is a MILF. and if she wasn’t your mother, she would be MIWF.” he gesticulated suggestively.

“What. MIWF?” I was surprised.

“Mother I would have fucked.” He smiled.

“hahaha.” I laughed out loud. “As if you could get near her.” I sneered at him.

He didn’t bite the bait and instead groped me. He lifted my t-shirt and pulled it off me slowly, and then started kissing me.

His kisses loosened me, and I returned his kisses with equal passion.

Less than a minute later, he had his mouth inside my pussy, licking me deep and consistently. His tongue ventured in and brought juices from deep inside. I was whimpering in no time.

“mmmm, mmmm,” I moaned. My hands behind his head pulled him in.

His tongue withdrew a little and started playing with my clitoris. That had me creaming.

When Adio realized I was ready, he got up and kissed his way up to my breasts and then to my neck. His dick found its way to my pussy. Without physical assistance, there was no way it could go in.

The help came in the form of my hand. I held the thick cock in my hand and, with the other hand, opened my already lubricated pussy and helped the crown find the cavity.

Adio started going in slowly and patiently, as he usually did with me. He performed, once again, the magic trick of making his huge cock disappear, akin to a contortionist squeezing his body in a small space.

His pumping and thrusting in and out was deliciously slow and lovingly lazy.

But I was in no mood for slow. I pulled on Adio’s butt and encouraged him to pump faster. He obliged.

Moments later, I was heaving and huffing, crying out loud in my moans, “AAANNNGH, AAANNNGH, AAANNNGH.”

Subconsciously, I wanted Mamma to hear me. Listen to our lovemaking. Be happy that her baby is being taken care of, being loved, being made love to.

I went on and on with my cries and my moans, “AAANNNGH, AAANNNGH, AAANNNGH.”

If Adio was surprised, in my failure to keep it down, he didn’t show it.

———

At the breakfast table, I was sipping my coffee when Mamma and Adio came back from their jog, both panting and huffing.

Mamma had worn one of my tank tops today, and the sweat in her cleavage had made it sticky. The shorts were a different color than yesterday, so I knew she had picked another.

Adio made breakfast for both of us. Mamma and I lazed at the breakfast table. As we ate and chatted, Adio went for a shower.

Soon, Adio joined us, looking fresh. As we ate, we chatted about how hot the weather had turned and what our plan should be for the day. They both ganged up on me to come along to the Maynardville Open Air Theatre. I got cornered into agreeing.

Adio called in sick and took leave from work. We went around noon and saw a show which they both enjoyed. Frankly, I cannot say I did not.

We had lunch at a nice bistro and returned home around four. After parking near home, Adio went to pick some groceries as Mamma and I walked home.

Finding her alone, I popped the million-dollar question, “Mamma. So? How do you like Adio?”

Even if she wasn’t, she sounded a bit skeptical. “I like him, Elmarie. I like him a lot.” She added, “but you must think before committing to a long-term relationship with him.”

I was pleased. Mamma and Adio had found lots of common interests, and they talked and discussed those for hours. Adio talking to her was my key.

“What about it?” I asked her.

“You know what I like most about him?” She looked towards me. Without waiting for an answer, she told me, “the fact he treats you with great respect. His reverence for you, if it is real – as it seems to be – is genuinely endearing. He seems to certainly love you, and clearly, he cares for you.” She droned on.

I heard her in awe, clearly taken in by her observation.

“The fact that he is good-looking, affable, charming – clearly well-read, is another matter. That he knows close to nothing about our family is surprising. But I approve this relationship only based on his respect for you.”

I hugged her instantly and kissed her cheeks ten times within a minute. She had used the word ‘approve.’

She knew what she had said, “That doesn’t mean I shouldn’t warn you for the convincing you are up for with your father.”

I kissed her few more times. “I know you will convince him.” Throwing it back on her. She smiled.

Finding ourselves in a moment, I admitted to her, “Mamma, I love him.”

“Oh yes, I heard that. I heard that loud and clear last night.” she made fun of me.

I blushed. Mamma giggled.

I opened up, “Mamma, If you like the way he treats me, then you have no idea how indulges me in bed.”

“oh, but I know. I know.” She smiled. We both ended laughing. I hugged her and put my head in her lap.

She caressed my head caringly. Then added, “Elmarie, I hope he doesn’t hurt you or something?”

“Oh no, Mamma. He is most considerate and gentle when making love to me.”

She kept caressing my hair.

“But Mamma, his member is huge. I have never been so full until Adio, ever.” I sounded as if amazed.

Her hand kept weaving through my hair. She smiled hesitantly.

Sitting up suddenly, I inquisitively asked looking toward her face, “Mamma, Have you ever…..?” She raised an eyebrow as if I had asked something offensive.

“I mean, before Pappa, Have you ever ……” What I meant was has she ever made love to someone else. Knowing Mamma, I kind of knew the answer.

If she hasn’t slept with anyone other than Pappa, she hasn’t had a big black cock inside of her. I was kind of sure, no way Pappa would size up against Adio.

I leaned back on her lap, and she again weaved through my hair.

Just then, we heard the main door click shut. Adio entered, beaming his big smile towards both of us.

As dinner went into the oven, Adio put on some music and pulled me up for a brief swing. Then going towards the stoves, he handed me to Mamma and encouraged us to dance together.

Mamma and I held each other in arms and swayed slowly to some great music.

Adio joined back in a few minutes, and tapped on my shoulder, and said, “May I?”

Bumping me out, he took Mamma on a trip around the makeshift dance floor of our drawing-room.

I saw them in arms and planned something sick.

———-

The next morning, when Mamma and Adio came back from jogging, I was sitting on the sofa, in my short slip and a panty, the way I had slept.

Mamma and I sat for breakfast as Adio went for his shower.

I picked up on my conversation from the previous night without wasting much time.

“Mamma, as I was asking yesterday. You didn’t say. Have you ever had sex with anyone other than Pappa?”

She frowned.

“I am asking you seriously. Please.”

She shirked, “Well just because you are asking seriously does not make the question appropriate. But to put your mind to rest, No, I have never been with any man other than your dearest Pappa.”

Her response was curt. I didn’t mind. I knew it would be difficult.

“Mamma, just another question. How big is Pappa?” I asked as if I was asking what time of the day it is.

Her mouth opened and no words came out. She was aghast.

“Mamma, I am just asking. I am not saying show me a picture.” I showed her my open palm and raised it a bit. I held my other hand to grip my wrist just below my hand, to give her an idea of how should she respond.

She still didn’t say anything, appalled by my acting strangely.

I lowered my grip, a little on the wrist suggesting a bit longer. Then nodding my head in question.

I think out of dismay she nodded her confirmation, so I’ll put an end to the nonsense.

I lowered my grip on the wrist a few more inches and showed her, saying, “Adio.”

If she was not furious it was only because she saw Adio walking in, a few feet behind me.

Then I opened my grip around the wrist but kept it around the wrist in a loop suggesting the girth. Then I raised my eyebrow a little to ask, what do you think?

Adio stepped right next to me, bent, and kissed my cheek, unaware that we were talking about his dick. Well, at least I was.

Mamma was visibly anxious. I wonder with the information that I had just shared with her or with the fact that her daughter was comparing the dick of her father with her boyfriend’s.

Adio sat next to us and started eating his breakfast, bringing up, “what do you wanna do today, Maria?”

Mamma couldn’t speak. Adio thought she was thinking and suggested, “do you want to go see a movie, or shopping maybe?”

I stepped in and said, “Mamma and I have a lot to discuss Adio. We want to stay home.”

“Okay, Elmarie. Let’s chill at home.” Adio volunteered, looking towards me and then at Mamma.

I switched to Dutch. I was aware Adio didn’t know any. Mamma didn’t know that.

“Mamma, can I ask you a personal question. When did you last make love to him?” I asked her.

Mamma was close to fainting out of embarrassment. Adio looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I smirked towards him. Mamma understood he couldn’t understand Dutch. She took in a sigh of relief.

She pleaded, “Elmarie, What is this nonsense that you have started now?”

“Mamma…” I was going to say something but she shut me out.

“enough. Let’s not.” She stuck to Dutch.

It was my hail mary effort and I asked, “Mamma, it’s a simple question. There’s nothing awkward between us, right? That’s what you always said.”

Mamma wanted to end my questioning, “It’s been many months. Happy. You want to humiliate me. Is that your idea?” She was getting angry.

“Mamma, completely opposite. I want to make you happy. I want to make you happiest, for approving my choice, Adio.” I said politely. “I’m sorry if you feel I have been brash Mamma, but I want to do something for you. Please.”

“What kind of foolishness is this?” tempers were rising but we stuck to Dutch.

I decided it was best to step back for now. I will deal with it later. I didn’t respond to her last cry.

Back to English, I teased Adio. “It looks like Mamma doesn’t want to stay here any longer. She says you have been flirting with her way too much. She’s clearly upset.”

Even as words came out of my mouth Adio started to crack up laughing. Mamma could not help but laugh at my antics.

“well I did hear my name somewhere and I did hear her say Mamma,” Adio shrugged, offering to believe me.

After breakfast we hung around the apartment, I sat next to Mamma and Adio opposite us. I let him stay on his endeavor to charm her and to entertain her. With each passing hour over the last couple of days, it was no more a task. It seemed they enjoyed each other’s company and the conversation was now effortless.

I sat there listening to them talk, but my mind floating elsewhere. My arms around Mamma’s neck, holding her near me. Her arm around my shoulder.

An hour later, I let them sit and offered to cook. I made lunch and let them both stay in the drawing-room talking.

I am sure I ended up overcooking one or the other item, as it smelled burnt but my mind was happy, having come up with an idea.

No one complained about the overcooked meal. Late in the evening, I put some music on, I pulled Mamma’s hand in mine and asked her to dance with me. She happily embraced me and we swayed slowly.

In between, I remembered to do something and offered her to Adio. Planting her in Adio’s arms, I went to the bedroom for a random chore.

I looked around the room and sat on a chair in my bedroom and spent the next hour playing with my phone. An hour later, when I walked back into the room, Adio and Mamma were still swaying on my romantic playlist that was playing.

At night, I was horny even before we turned in and started to make out. I guess it was my mind playing tricks with me. I started kissing Adio as soon as we were alone in the room.

Adio kissed me hungrily and we were in each other’s mouth in no time.

Having Mamma in his arms, for a long time, up close, got Adio worked up too, I believe. He spent far little time licking my pussy than he usually did.

He hastily slurped my pussy and got me wet. Soon he was ready to plunge inside my pussy with his dick. He climbed up and waited for me to hold his dick to guide him in. I intentionally delayed a little, bringing my hand to his cock.

Adio didn’t wait for me to handle the ritual of showing Adio jr. the direction. He held the base of his cock, looked below, and aimed. His rushed efforts made him act clumsily and ended up taking him longer than usual to go into my pussy.

When eventually Adio was inside my pussy, instead of his usual slow build-up on his thrusts, he was hasty. I smiled pleasantly; I knew why.

He shut his eyes and probably resolved to get his act in control. Or possibly he was imagining it was Mamma that he was laying it in.

Because he didn’t slow down at all, I knew it was the latter. I loved it.

“Aaanngh, Aaanngh,” I exulted as I climaxed excitedly after Adio had spurted his cum deep inside my pussy. With each spurt, he shoved in and then withdrew a bit, and shoved back into my pussy for another spurt.

———

Early next morning, I woke up to an alarm I had set.

I told Adio before he went for a jog with Mamma, “You need to go to the office today and return late after ten. Please tell Mamma some excuse on the jog today.”

He didn’t question me. It was implied that I wanted to have some alone-time with Mamma.

“When you return, if you find me in bed, make sure you make love to me. You were hasty last night. I don’t know where your head was. But I want to be nicely and slowly fucked tonight.”

Adio was surprised at how purposeful I sounded. He was confused, but defensive at the same time, at my having caught his lack of attention the previous night.

He nodded. He bent down as I lay in bed and kissed me. “I’ll bowl you over tonight babe.”

Then he walked out. Mamma was waiting in the drawing-room for him, stretching herself.

———

After breakfast, Adio left us around noon having already told Mamma that he had something urgent that had come up and that he shall be back before dinner.

“Maria, I really apologize for ditching you today, but this one is unavoidable. I shall make it up to you, I’m sorry.” He apologized to Mamma.

“Please don’t worry. Please do your work and we will meet again at dinner.” Mamma said, ignorant to my instructions to Adio.

He bent and kissed her cheek, and then me on my lips before leaving out, dressed for the office.

Mamma and I lazed around a bit. Unaware of my plan of getting her alone, she offered, “what do you want to do today? Shopping?”

“no Mamma. I want to spend the day with you. Adio has been hogging you all this while and I haven’t had the time to sit with you alone, and I’d like that.” I said adoringly, doe-eyed.

Mamma smiled at my loving admission. It made her happy, I could see.

We sat in her bed until lunch, hugging, talking. Most of my conversation was about Adio and how adorable was he, and how good he treated me, and so on.

The fact the Mamma approved of Adio, was a great comfort. The conversation became easy.

We had lunch at the table and then we shifted into my bedroom. I showed her photographs of a couple of my short vacations with Adio.

I told her about Adio’s plan of starting his own newspaper in the coming days. Mamma like that he was entrepreneurial and a go-getter.

Mamma checked with me if I had met any of his family.

I told her, “I know about them but hadn’t met them yet. His father is a farmer and they have some land of their own. His brother helps his dad, Adio is not interested in farming. His mother was diabetic and passed away a couple of years back.”

Mamma quizzed me, “how long do you think you are going to hide about your family’s business from him?”

“Mamma, it kills me that I have to keep it from him. But initially, I wanted him to like me for me and that’s why I kept it from him. Now I am worried that if he finds out, I don’t know what he will think and do. I am scared.”

I added, “I had already told him about you, about Pappa. About how much you love me.”

Mamma hugged me lovingly and soothed me. Her advice was, “tell him soon so that both of you can build confidence in each other and trust.”

After a long silence, I asked her, “Mamma, What I asked you yesterday.”

“Elmarie….” she said exasperated.

“Mamma listen to me. I have to tell you this. Please… please listen. Mamma, I want to talk to you about this. I have slept with Will and with Nick. I have spoken to my friends also and I assure you Adio’s member is big…huge. Initially, I was worried, how it would fit in but he has been most considerate.”

Mamma looked at me, open mouth, not knowing what to say.

“Mamma, every time we make love he has to lick me, for like ten minutes, so I am wet enough for him to enter, and then also it stretches me sooo beaaautifully, I can’t tell you, Mamma,” I stressed on how nicely he makes love to me, along with expression.

Mamma listened.

“Then he holds me in his hands and makes slow love to me for an hour. My friends are jealous. They tell me it’s over for them in fifteen minutes.” I announced as if that was blasphemy.

Mamma’s mouth opened to say something but she didn’t know what to comment.

We weren’t talking for the first time about something sexual, but this was possibly the first time I was this explicit with her.

“Now that I know how to get loved, how to get taken care of, there is no way I can settle for anything else, smaller, or shorter.”

Mamma was bewildered and her lips still didn’t shut fully.

Emboldened, I told her, “Mamma, I cannot believe you have had to miss this out-of-the-world experience.”

Mamma said, “Okay. I am glad, infact I am more than glad – I am Happy, that Adio is a considerate, kind, and loving sexual partner to you. I couldn’t wish and pray any less for you and it makes me happy that you are happy.” She was going to put an end to the discussion but I cut in.

“Thank you, Mamma.” I threw my bomb, “I want you to experience it as well.”

“What?” she said shocked. If she wasn’t loud, it was only because of her nature. I had never seen her raise her voice.

“Mamma, I have thought about it how to have Adio make love to you…..” I went on.

“WHAT?” she emphasized in her shock, still unclear she had heard what she had heard.

“Mamma, please be calm. I want you to please listen to me calmly.”

She was too stunned to say anything again.

Over the next hour, I mellowed her down. Over yet another hour, I convinced her of my plan. I threatened her and I cajoled her and finally got my way.

The plan was in play.

———

We ate late and we ate little. I messaged Adio, “Mamma is tired and sleeping early. I am horny as hell and I want to wake up with your dick inside of me. Make love to me all night.”

I got her to lay naked in my bed, on the side I sleep in daily.

Mamma lay tentatively; jittery as what I was making her do. I pulled every inch of drapes, ensured when the lights are turned off, there isn’t any ray of light peering in from anywhere. I double-checked it, switching it off myself.

When satisfied, I bent on Mamma and kissed her on her lips and told her, “Mamma, This is going to be a transformative experience for you. Adio is mind-blowing. I just wish I could tell him it is you in bed with him. I can’t imagine how thick his cock would be then.” I lowered my hand into her pussy and gave her a rub; Mamma twitched, and I giggled.

I kissed her one final time, and said, “Enjoy it, Mamma. I love you.”

Mamma might have been reliving every part of the conversation when I wore her down but now that she was in there, there was no going back.

I put a post-it note outside our bedroom door, something I did if I had an instruction to give Adio. “Take me to the moon,” I wrote, Frank Sinatra style.

Adio entered the pitch dark room, with only a small light coming from the hallway. Before shutting the door he shucked his trousers and his boxers. Acclimatizing to the darkness, he slowly trekked to the bed. As was his style, he started with the feet. He kissed Mamma’s toes sending shivers right into her heart, and when he started licking Mamma’s toes it sent shivers right into her pussy.

He slowly moved up on her feet, her calves, licking his way to her thighs. Mamma started to move in anticipation. Adio trudged on, unfazed. He spent time layering the insides of her thighs with his saliva. When he reached her pussylips, she was wet in desire.

Adio tenderly kissed her pussy and felt her pussy pulse. He started licking her pussy lips from outside, Mamma shivered. Adio then pulled her pussy lips with his lips, Mamma whimpered. He took them in and sucked her pussy lips, Mamma trembled.

The hair on her pussy mound created beautiful tickly sensations on his nose. Enthused, Adio decided to go in. He peeled her pussy lips with his tongue and slowly dove in.

Mamma moaned, “mmmmmmm.”

His licks inside were slow, easy, and yet heavy, as he applied pressure with his tongue to every inch that he scraped. His tongue gave Mamma a good idea of what was coming her way.

Mamma wondered how much deeper he would go. When she felt he could go no further, she opened her thighs, her hands reached behind his head, and she pulled him in, adding another inch of playground for his tongue.

Mamma gasped in delight.

Mamma was no longer a mute participant. Mamma encouraged Adio with her hands, and by raising her butt to allow him access. Her body shook and spasmed, giving him approval, that whatever he was doing was excellent.

Adio thought it was time. He tried to pull out. In disbelief, Mamma pulled on his head to stay. Confused, Adio lingered some more. He changed tack and stimulated her clitoris with his tongue.

She groaned her endorsement and started cumming hard, “UNNNNggh.” Conflicted to stay quiet and by her need for a release.

Adio went on and on, clearing every bit of her juice that her pussy released and only moved ahead when he felt her hands on his hands had relaxed her grip.

Satisfied, Adio moved up on her pussy mound and nuzzled in the very light pubic hair on her. He licked her navel and kept moving his tongue on her skin until he had reached her breasts. He made love to each breast slowly and licked every inch thoroughly before sucking on her hard nipple.

His tongue playing with the rubbery nipple got her shivering again. Her hand returned behind his head, encouraging him to keep on doing what he was doing.

But Adio had other plans, he moved up on her clavicle and then her neck. His dick started tapping her pussy. She knew it was time. She tried to recollect my instructions to her.

“Mamma, If you think you have had a large cock inside you, prepare to be surprised. Once his dick taps on your pussy, it’s his way of asking me to help. I usually take his dick in both my hands, one lower than the other and I guide the head of his dick into my pussy about half an inch. That’s all I have ever been able to get him in and that too because he has sucked me wet, so I am lubricated. After that Adio has to apply pressure and I assure you he is going to be slow. You will feel every inch going inside, every inch opening you up as you have never been before.”

Mamma shivered inwardly upon feeling Adio’s cock tap her pussy. She slowly removed her hands from behind him and squeezed them down between their bellies, to reach his dick. Surprisingly, she had no compunction until she got hold of his cock. Yet neither of her hands could find a full grip and complete a loop. It was then that it hit her, ‘what she was going to do.’

Even as Mamma struggled in her mind to guide him in, Adio helped nudge forward and got his dick to touch in between her pussy lips. Upon seeing no resistance, he started to sink in. Involuntarily her hands, too, were guiding Adio perfectly.

Mamma hastily removed her hands, and one of them rushed to cover her lips. She felt she was going to cry out loud. Her other hand flew behind Adio’s neck pulling on him.

Adio took this sign of encouragement to push in further. As was expected, the crown of his cock found the harshest resistance from her pussy lips, and from there on, it was one very long deep dive into heaven.

Mamma regretted agreeing to this only for the first few seconds that Adio was going in, but then pleasure took over. After that, every bone, every muscle, every cognitive power in her, desired for more.

After the first couple of inches had gone in, the girth of Adio’s cock expanded Mamma’s pussy deliciously, and the pleasure currents overwhelmed her, thoroughly.

Mamma recollected what I had told her, “I assure you, Mamma, you have never felt anything like this in your life.”

Mamma thanked me a million times over the next minute, even as Adio continued his dive inside her.

When Adio touched the bottom inside Mamma, he was just about three-fourth in. It was a couple of inches more than he could with me. Delighted, he stayed in and let Mamma acclimatize with the cock inside of her.

Mamma took long, deep breaths, but they were still rapid like a panting dog. Her chest was heaving under Adio, who had raised himself on his elbows above Mamma. Adio’s chest brushed on her nipples.

When he felt Mamma was ready, he started to withdraw. Mamma panicked, even while she knew he was going to come back in. On impulse, her hands went behind his butt and held him. Adio knew what he was doing. He took it slow and steady.

Adio withdrew almost completely from her pussy. Then he started his journey back in. Mamma relaxed a bit and welcomed him back in.

Adio brought his lips up from her neck to her chin and kissed her. Then he slowly moved to her lips, and they kissed. Mamma let his tongue in, and they tongue kissed for eternity. He paused the thrusts. Except for twitching his cock inside her, pulsing it inside her pussy, Adio made not push-or-pull moves. He stuck to playing with her mouth.

Mamma felt Adio’s cock pulsing inside her repeatedly. On one occasion, Mamma squeezed her pussy. Given that it was already supremely stretched, the move was only symbolic, but Adio felt it on his cock. He smiled in her mouth, and she giggled back, silently.

Adio kept his lips on hers and started his slow withdrawal again and an even slow dive back in. The friction had eased a lot, but Adio kept the pace of his lovemaking glacial.

Mamma had never known lovemaking of this kind existed. It was dream-like, and she was indeed dreaming.

Mamma wrapped her hands around Adio’s back and hugged him as he went back up and came back in.

By the time Adio spurted his cum into Mamma’s pussy for the first time, he had made Mamma cum at least four times with his tongue and his cock.

As demanded by me, he never let Mamma sleep. He kept on fucking her all night long until Mamma forgot the count of how many climaxes and orgasms she had in that one night.

Mamma went for a ride to the moon and back, and yet she somehow managed to muffle her exults and kept her moans to a minimum. In her mind, she was trying to maintain a veil on her identity in the dark of the room.

———

Mamma and I both knew Adio was an early morning person. It was upon me to reverse the switch. My alarm was set for four am. I got up and reached my bedroom.

Mamma was sleeping on my side of the bed and Adio in the middle, on his back. Mamma was half riding him with her leg on his groin and her hand on his chest and her head resting in his armpit.

I tapped her a couple of times silently, but to no avail. I peeled Mamma’s leg off from above Adio, hoping it would get her up. I managed to get her leg off, but she was still limp.

I pulled on Mamma’s shoulder, and that got her up. Neither of us could see clearly, but my hands on her told her it was me. She slowly got out of Adio’s arm. As Mamma sat groggily sideways on my bed, I took her face in my palms to check on her. Then I bent and kissed her on the lips slowly. She didn’t resist or respond.

I helped her up and she slowly got settled and walked out silently from my room. I didn’t click shut the door, to avoid any noise. Then I slipped next to Adio and into his arm just as Mamma was moments earlier.

———

When Adio got up in the morning, I stirred as well. I was already half-awake, even though I had barely slept all night.

“good morning, Elmarie,” Adio said, seeing that I was moving to get up.

Without wishing him, I turned to pull myself over him. I laid straight on him, my face into his. I kissed his lips once, and I asked, “How’d it go?”

He raised a brow and smiled, looking into my eyes. I took it for granted that Adio could figure out that it was Mamma he made love to all night long. As far as I knew him, it would have been a no-brainer for him.

Adio must have wondered if it was a ruse I was trying to pull, then I was being silly. There was no way he would caress Mamma’s body without figuring out it wasn’t me. There was no way he would lick and suck Mamma’s pussy without knowing it wasn’t me. Surely how could he kiss Mamma without knowing that it wasn’t me?

We didn’t bother with the details and parked it for later. Adio sighed deeply and took a long breath, teasing me. “Oh, Elmarie. I can’t believe you did this. She is the most wonderful, and the sexiest, and the most sensuous person I have made love to.”

I grinned out wide. Not even a tiny bit jealous. That amused Adio a bit. “go on,” I asked.

“I started with kissing her all over. Then I lick her pussy, and I kissed her boobs, and then I sucked her nipples. I kissed her beautiful lips. I made love to her five times all night and got her to climax every time. Before that, I got her to climax sucking and licking her pussy” He said with a lot more pep in his voice.

I loved it. I was already naked, so was Adio. My groin caressed his half-hard dick. His hands came down on my butt, and his palms caressed both my cheeks slowly.

“Tell me more,” I asked in a sultry voice.

Adio took me through a blow-by-blow account of how he made love to Mamma, and I got mad with lust by the end of it.

As I rubbed my body on Adio’s, he, too, got hard reliving his nighttime sexcapade with Mamma. Verbally reliving their moves made it extra erotic for both him and me.

I moved to pull him into my pussy. It had never worked in the past. Given the size of Adio’s cock, it had been a ritual for him to suck me for a good ten minutes and get me wet before sending his cock in my pussy. He, of course, had done the same with Mamma last night.

Added to the fact that I had been horny all night, now I was dripping wet as he recounted the entire night’s session for me. The fact that Mamma knew she was fucking her future son-in-law, and the fact that Adio knew he was knowingly made love to his future mother-in-law only got me wetter than ever.

I took his cock in my hand and pulled it straight. Then I rose higher on his chest to get it between my pussy lips. His cock’s entry inside me was easier than it has ever been.

As I sank lower, Adio sank deeper in my pussy. If the usual method for him to penetrate me without ripping my pussy, was to lick and suck me to get me wet enough, we had just discovered another method. Get me hot and horny enough to make it happen.

Every inch of his cock that my pussy enveloped raised the level of lust and desire in my body. Soon enough, I was rocking hard and fast. I pulled myself up using the support of my hands on his chest and started to buck.

The rodeo was not the most ideal position for us because the tendency of gravity is that he goes way too deep when I lose control of my enthusiasm. But this morning, all caution was thrown to wind, and I rocked his world and mine, and then I came down crying out loud, “Oh, Adio., aaaaahhhh, annngh.”

I can’t remember how many times he sprayed in me but I do remember his spray reaching way deeper than it usually did with me. I smiled inwardly and relished the feeling.

———

To think there won’t be awkwardness at the breakfast table was preposterous.

To soothe things down a notch, gamely, I said, “Mamma, I am sorry Adio couldn’t take you out for a jog today. I didn’t let him sleep all night.”

“Elmarie!” Mamma exclaimed.

Adio was in the kitchen fetching our plates and smiled, looking away.

We made small talk about what should be the plan for the day.

“What do you wanna do today, Mamma?” I asked.

“I’d like to go shopping and see if we can buy something.” Hinting she was short of stuff to wear.

“I think it’s a great idea. Let’s go and do some shopping today. At Adio’s expense.” I added in the last.

Mamma protested, “No, Elmarie, I couldn’t even…”

I cut her off, “He has taken enough advantage of you yesterday.” After letting my innuendo have them squirm, I added, “We should make Adio pay for ditching you yesterday, despite assuring you that he won’t leave until you have gone back to Johannesburg.”

Adio volunteered, “Indeed, Maria. It’s the least I can do.”

Mamma waved him off and left it to be tackled later.

We just hung around until noon and then went to Canal Walk. The weather was friendly, and I made Mamma wear one of my dresses. It revealed a lot on the top of her breasts, and it had a high skirt that didn’t go until the bottom of her thighs.

After going through some window shopping, we found a couple of shops where Mamma went in and tried some stuff. None of what she was looking at was her taste in terms of elegance and designers. But she was worried that with Adio paying for the dress, it would be odd if she ended up buying something extravagant.

The first dress she bought was conservative, and then I coaxed her into buying another. I virtually had to drag her to try one that I liked and stood in front of her trial room until she showed me how she looked in it.

I had silently dragged through the day, with my tummy doing double rolls in anxiety. I was willing to wait for Mamma to bring up the subject of the previous night, and she did.

“do you think Adio knows?” She asked acting all nonchalant.

I walked into her unbolted trial room and shut the door behind. I said in a soft, cool tone, “Mamma. My plan did not fail. Adio thinks he fucked me all night. It could well be that he did it thinking of you all the while.”

Mamma giggled and I laughed with her. She seemed to be relieved.

“In fact, he even said, ‘Elmarie, what got into you last night. I loved the way you felt.'” I articulated a remark from Adio.

Mamma blushed.

“Mamma, don’t think you are getting out of it, like this. I want to know what you did with my Adio, down to the tiniest detail,” I said in a naughty tone.

Mamma nodded, cautiously.

“Let’s find some time without him around and I want to know it all. Everything,” I told Mamma.

I was mighty pleased with the dress I had pushed her to try, and I forced her to buy it. She insisted, with Adio buying she really couldn’t. Finally, I allowed her to pay for her second dress.

Back with a couple of bags, we went in search of some lunch and found one restaurant serving gourmet burgers.

Late in the evening, we reached home and I turned on the music and arranged for tea. Adio and Mamma lazed around the drawing-room on the sofas. Clearly, the awkwardness that was in the air, had long gone. I had put Mamma at ease earlier in the morning, and then later in the afternoon at Canal Walk when we were alone, that there was nothing she had to worry about.

I had already asked Adio early in the morning, “act normally, and you might get rewarded.” He had been playing along.

An hour later, we were dancing with one another, taking turns. That Mamma and Adio loved to dance helped get them in each other’s arms often. The distance between them was vanishing. It pleased me immensely.

After dinner, I asked Adio, “Why don’t you go ahead to the bedroom. Don’t wait up for me.”

I went to Mamma’s bedroom with her. I had been in a swivet all day, hoping for an opportunity to get a lowdown from Mamma. Her body language enthused me because if she was trying to put a lid on her feelings, the pep in her step gave away, the fact, that she was extremely happy. But I wanted to hear her say the words.

Mamma sat back on her bed and I next to her, facing her, trying to gather every expression when she told me about her night with Adio. I looked at her inquisitively.

Mamma knew what I wanted and smiled, cupping my cheek, and said, “Elmarie, I cannot thank you with enough words. It was indeed a life-changing experience.”

I beamed a large smile as Mamma went on, “I have never been so full. I have never been made love to so thoroughly. I have never been loved, like that, until now.”

I grinned proudly for Adio. Mamma continued, “It has truly been a cathartic experience. I never knew sex could be so fulfilling. He actually made love to me.”

I looked at her, admiring her candid admission.

“To think of it that this fine person, this great human being, this fantastic lover is made for my baby, my Elmarie, I can’t ask more from God.” Her eyes became misty, as did mine.

We hugged for the longest time. I kissed Mamma’s neck as she kissed my cheek, caressing my head.

I went back to my bedroom and rewarded Adio by sucking him dry. I rarely did that because he can’t fit in my mouth; I licked him and sucked his balls until he spurted his cum plugged onto my lips, shooting his jizz deep inside my mouth.

After gulping him, I lay for a while, thinking how to get Mamma to enjoy another night of lovemaking by Adio. I brushed Adio away when he offered to lick and suck my pussy.

———

By morning I had a well-laid-out plan.

I asked Adio, Why don’t you go for your run alone. Please don’t wake Mamma up.” Amused, he did as asked.

He kissed my cheek on his way out. Sipper in hand, phone strapped on his arm, headphones in his ear, Adio briskly walked on out.

As soon as he left, I went to Mamma’s room. She was still snoozing. I moved her covers a little and slipped in next to her. Recognizing who was with her, she welcomed me in her arms, and we embraced and lay in each other’s arms. I didn’t wish her good morning because we weren’t ready to get up for a while. I snuggled into her as we lay joint, warming each other up.

“Mamma, I have a plan,” I told her slowly after fifteen minutes inside her bed.

“mmmmhmm,” Mamma reluctantly groaned her disapproval. She knew what I would say. Mamma, too, had missed being loved last night. Oh, How she craved for Adio; if only she could say it out loud.

I sat on my elbow and asked her to help. She was motherly in her reluctance. She was womanly in her approval. Fifteen minutes later, I got her to agree.

That afternoon, we all went to the plaza and ate our lunch together.

“Where did you pick the habit of cooking?” Mamma asked Adio during a conversation.

“I love it. It started when I lived alone during my college days and didn’t really like the food ordered in. So I started cooking as my family used to. Over time, I started to like it and also got a little better at it. It began with more of a compulsion than I’d like to admit.” Adio responded modestly.

I chipped in, “Adio, you know, Mamma makes the best Bobotie I have ever tasted.” Then I turned towards her. “Please, please make some today,” I requested.

She instantly confirmed, “Sure,” smiling.

Mamma and Adio spent their time in the kitchen all evening. Music played in the background.

Mamma made Bobotie in her style as Adio watched and helped and picked up some tips in the bargain.

The closeness between them was heartening to note.

At dinner, Adio could not stop praising Mamma for the wonderful Bobotie. Mamma had also prepared my favorite Chakalaka. We kept that for later.

After a fantastic meal, some good wine, and some good laughs, I nudged Adio to leave Mamma and me alone. I had already told him the plan for the night.

For their convenience, I reiterated, “Adio, why don’t go ahead, and I will come in a bit. I wanna sit with Mamma for a bit. Don’t bother staying up for me.”

The message, as per plan, was cryptic, yet clear. Adio would understand this message as ‘feign sleeping, Mamma would come in and join you in bed. Once she does, give her the time of her life.’

Mamma would understand the same message differently as, ‘go ahead and sleep because I’m gonna be late speaking with Mamma.’ For Mamma, it would be followed by going in bed with Adio, in my place, and get Adio to make love to her.

To keep up the act, we had to spend about half an hour outside. Mamma and I lay in her bed talking.

I told her, “Mamma, you remember how to get started with him, right?”

She nodded tentatively and looked anxious.

“Mamma, if you are going to go in and start, instead of him taking the lead, you better be wet and juicing already.” I implored.

Mamma nodded again, hesitantly.

I moved my hand over her body slowly and reached her pussy. I could sense it was warm and wet, even through her panties.

I said, “tch. tch. Mamma, what are you going to do in these?” questioning her logic of panties at this late an hour. Minutes later, she would have to be buck naked.

I peeled the cover from over her and helped her out of her panties and her nightie. If I was ever proud of my Mamma, it was at that time. Resplendent in her naked beauty, she lay in front of me, quivering in anticipation. Mamma’s face gave away the anticipation of what was coming for her, or in fact, what was come in her.

For personal verification, I cupped her pussy in my hands without much ado and squeezed it a few times. Yes, she was wet.

“Mamma, you need a little bit more work.” I did not seek permission or even hesitate before diving into her pussy headfirst and lapping her up. I managed to clear the little bit of juice that was dripping but then I sent my tongue in as a probe and cleared whatever was around. My task was cut out, I layered her pussy all around with my saliva and stayed away from her clit.

I don’t know how long I went on, but Mamma’s hand never left from behind my head until I thought she was ready.

It never crossed my mind before that moment that it was the first pussy I had tasted. It seemed natural to me, and that it was my Mamma’s made it only more special.

If Adio had half of the brain that he actually had, he would remember what I had told him, “welcome my Mamma with a full mast. Keep beating your dick if you have to until she arrives.”

To Mamma, my instructions were, “start with riding him like a cowgirl. That’s what he would expect me to do if I am starting. After that, he is all yours, or should I say you are all his.” I smiled and then kissed Mamma on her cheek, very near her lips, and let her walk naked into my bedroom

Mamma knew the three steps in the pitch dark room and hastily sneaked under the covers. Whatever little light streaked through from the hallway went off as I shut the door behind her.

Once under the covers, Mamma was almost jumpy and in double mind. But thankfully, I had helped work up her lust to a level where the only reasonable thing to do was fuck Adio dry.

After settling her breath for a minute and listening to Adio breathing steadily, Mamma crept near him and nestled on his already laid-out arm. Seconds later, her leg was half on top of Adio and his hand behind her back.

Her knee stumbled on the massive dick that lay on his belly, and slowly she lowered her hand onto the Adio jr. In disbelief, she held it in her hand, unable to grip the whole thing.

She pointlessly shut her eyes and remembered my advice to start the night by climbing on Adio and taking him in her pussy. The part I left out, and she overlooked was, Adio usually did not fuck me without licking me first. Well, that’s the reason I ensured she was dripping wet beforehand.

Mamma couldn’t ride Adio without getting him out of his sleep, which he was, in any case, feigning. Her leg crossed over his stomach, and her pussy kissed his dick, mashing it in between them and coating it wet. For no apparent reason, she moved her hips up and down, layering his cock with a thick layer of her juice.

Adio reluctantly kept his posture and played along with Mamma, giving her an impression that he was coming out of his sleep. She moved fast. She rolled her hand behind her back, and held his dick in her hand one more time, and got him between her pussylips.

The exhilaration returned and replaced Mamma’s anxiousness. She forced her hips back onto his cock and pushed it in. The pleasure coursed through every muscle in her body as her pussy usurped inch after inch of his cock. Mamma didn’t stop, as instructed, went on until she got him to touch the bottom, still leaving some of his cock out.

A deep guttural satisfactory moan escaped her, “uuuunnnngh.” Her hands came up on his chest, and she sat up with his cock finding a couple of inches further inside her pussy.

On cue, Adio’s hands found her butt cheeks and cupped them both, helping her mount the cock properly. His hands under her butt would help her go up and come down when she chose to start her ride. For now, she was in a deep, calm, meditative place. She had never felt anything like this earlier and she was trying to relate it to the one she had two nights earlier. Did he feel bigger today?

Mamma’s pussy squeezed to check, her pussylips pulsed to draw from his cock, and her hands clasped on his chest.

Adio did not nudge her on or push her in any manner. She was the lead in this act. Moments later, she too remembered that and started riding him. She began by bucking first and then changed her movement to grinding, exploring if there was a possibility of getting him further in.

Mamma was in no manner going to remain quiet tonight, she exhaled her first orgasm like she meant it, “AAAANNGH, AAAANNGH, AAAANNGH.”

As I heard Mamma’s first climax sounds on the other side of the wall, a deep sense of satisfaction filled my heart and my throat. I hugged the big pillow and wished I was with them witnessing it.

Mamma raced ahead once her orgasm hit her, and Adio helped her pull up and fall back down on his cock. When she felt the release, she exclaimed; immediately after that, she tensed up and fell forward, spasming into Adio’s arms.

Her throat continued to grunt, “uuuungh, unnngh.”

Adio hugged her and soothed her until she had settled down. His cock remained embedded inside her. After about a minute or so, Adio started to twitch his cock and got it to pulse inside her. She knew he was trying to get her attention. Mamma slowly started to grind her tush. Only their genitals made love as they lay hugging.

Mamma lifted her head in the pitch dark. They were playing the game of love, understanding the silent moves, and responding. His head moved along with her, and they closed in on a kiss even as their hips kept moving slowly.

Mamma allowed Adio to enter her mouth without any reluctance, and they kissed with love until passion took over and their movements, down below, became more aggressive.

Mamma increased her hips movement and got into the up-and-down pumps. She pulled her shoulders again to sit up. Adio kept his hands behind her butt, helping her bounce.

Instinctively, she pulled his hands out from under her bum and dragged them to her tits. If there were doubts in Adio’s mind about the identity of his rider, there would be none as Adio mauled her boobs in his hands. Mamma used her knees to lever her up and down on his cock.

Adio rolled her nipples, making her delirious. Mamma climaxed the second time on his cock in less than one hour, and Adio hadn’t even started with her.

Mamma’s cries, the second time around, were a lot more muted, “uuunnnnnnnnngggghh,” but longer.

Adio did not waste time in letting her climb down from her climax. He turned her around by holding her from her hips. He popped out of her pussy and held the spasming Mamma in his hands to lay her on the bed, on her back.

Before her convulsions stopped, Adio was back inside her. He swiftly went inside her leaking pussy and recouped his lost ground. Before she could gather her wits he was thrusting in and out of her. Her orgasm got prolonged as a result and he picked up the pace until the cries in her mouth returned in tandem to his every thrust.

“aaangh….aaangh….aaangh….aaangh….” Mammad cried out.

When Adio hit her innards with a sharp spray of cum, Mamma was either in her long second orgasm or releasing her third climax of the night, I’m sure both couldn’t tell the difference.

Adio fell on his elbows and his face hovering on top of hers. His cock had lost only a partial stiffness but adamantly stayed inside her. If anything, Mamma was astonished with this marvelous sex-machine.

Adio sank his lips on hers, and they went from one kiss to another. They languidly exchanged tongues and rolled their bodies from him-on-top to her-on-top and then back.

Adio started pulling out and pushing back into her as he felt their passions rise. He pulled out of her pussy until the last inch and then slowly went back in as much he could. He repeated this umpteen times until Mamma pulled her hands behind his butt, encouraging him to speed up. Adio happily obliged.

Mamma did not recall when did she pass out. Adio did not recall when did he sleep. But a few hours later, one of them woke up and started where they had left. They made love for another hour or so before passing out again, only to get up again and repeat it until it was morning.

I sneaked in the room a little before five in the morning, and I virtually had to peel Mamma off from Adio. I pinched Adio on his arm, scolding him to let go of her, to release her. I had to do the same to Mamma. I rolled her nipple until she whimpered and opened her eyes to look at me.

She rolled her head sideways towards Adio to check, and thankfully he had shut his eyes just in time.

With Mamma wavering out of Adio’s arm and out of my bedroom, I took her place. I demanded poor Adio to fuck me, and he valiantly obliged.

———

Neither Mamma nor Adio went for the jog that morning. I gave them an out.

“I’m sorry Mamma, I kept Adio up all night. I don’t think he had any energy left for even a brisk walk this morning.” Both of them caught the innuendo and drifted into different directions of the room, holding their coffee cups.

Later that morning, Mamma and I sat on the balcony while Adio got on to cooking. He endeavored to impress Mamma, after her Bobotie preparation the previous day.

With Adio in the kitchen, Mamma and I discussed her plan for returning.

She said, “I think it’s time for me to head back.”

I went ballistic, “Mamma, you can’t do that. There is no way you are going back until another week.”

“Calm down, Elmarie. I had planned for a few days and I have already been here a week.”

“At least stay for one more week. Please, Mamma, please.” I pleaded.

“Okay, let’s see on Monday. I will talk to your father tomorrow to check.” I asked her to promise that she would ask him to stay for another week.

I was upset that she was even talking about going back, but I knew this was coming.

We ate our lunches in awkward silence. Adio tried his best to get the conversation going but it ended up in a blank.

Late in the afternoon, as we sat in the drawing-room listening to music, not really talking enough, Mamma lifted the mood up a bit when she said, “Elmarie, let’s go get dressed up. I will wear the dress you bought me and let’s go someplace fancy for dinner.”

More than dinner, I perked up on the offer that she was willing to wear the dress I had made her buy. That’s my Mamma, knowing what to do and when.

We hopped together to my bedroom and stayed in all evening. We got out only at seven all dolled up.

Adio whistled in compliment to Mamma and me rubbing his eyes in jest and disbelief.

Mamma looked ravishing in her dress. A beautiful woman of her personality can turn a normal piece of clothing into chic.

The dress she wore was a black high-waisted cotton jumpsuit. The loose bottom cotton pants flared well on her legs and made her five-five frame look taller. The upper part of the jumpsuit had large buttons on one side and the top snuggled around her breasts nicely. The dress ended on top of her breasts. Two thin straps went over her shoulders revealing the lack of a bra or absence of a visible one.

I accompanied Mamma in a backless, short dress that ended on my thighs. The dress had a halter neck, covering my front completely. I was sure Adio would be walking behind me all evening today.

After praising both of us personally, he changed into smart trousers and a jacket before escorting us both on his arms.

His compliment to us leaned more towards Mamma than me, “you both look gorgeous. Sensual Sisters, I say.” I loved him.

We headed towards the Cape of Good Hope, driving around for a while in the fine weather before reaching our destination, the Two Oceans restaurant.

There was not a single man who did not turn to look and drool as we entered.

Before we returned, Mamma and I asked Adio, “We want to walk on the beach for a while.”

He shrugged, and we went to the beach, leaving our heels in the car.

Mamma and I walked hand-in-hand, and I thanked her, “Thank you, Mamma.”

“Whatever for?” She said, surprised.

“Oh, just being you,” I replied, smiling.

She cupped my face and kissed my cheek, and then we continued walking.

“Mamma, I have an idea about tonight.” I coyly asked Mamma.

She smirked, looking towards me. She didn’t know if she could handle another intense night with Adio. She was in doubt if he knew it had been her. She had sensed his manner towards her change a wee bit. If Adio was doing something subconsciously, it wasn’t his fault. If he was making love to this gorgeous creature in the dark of the night, how could he not crave for a good stare during the day to appreciate her beauty?

I ignored her response and told her the plan. If she agreed for tonight, she said it was mainly because she wanted to indulge me. I knew it was a lot more than that.

We strolled on the beach hand-in-hand with Adio a few steps behind us.

Later that night, I asked Mamma to be ready with the plan. She softly nodded, embarrassed that her heart was guiding her instead of her mind.

I felt evil in doing what I was planning to do, but I just had to.

After a small sit-down back at home, we retired to our rooms.

“Mamma, you must be naked and stand outside my bedroom door. As soon as Adio goes to the toilet to brush his teeth before he comes to bed, we have to swiftly, and silently, switch.” I had asked her.

It was way too easy for me, with both willing participants. All I had to do was ask Adio, “stay in the bathroom for a few minutes while Mamma and I make the switch,” and he gladly obliged. Then he kissed me lovingly.

A few minutes later, I walked out naked of my pitch-dark bedroom to find my beautiful Mamma standing equally naked waiting for me. As soon as I saw her, I kissed her cheek and let her take my place in the bed. Adio made some random low noises from the bathroom, reassuring us that he was busy in the bathroom.

The only light that trickled in the bedroom was from the hall. And once Mamma was in my bed, I flicked the light shut. The hallway became as dark as the bedroom now.

Satisfied, I closed the door far enough but didn’t click it shut and went back to my bedroom.

Before I could even go inside my bedroom, I heard Adio exit the bathroom. He scanned the room and clicked the bathroom light shut before heading towards the bed.

I sank into my bed, satisfied.

Adio ceremoniously started with Mamma’s feet, then moved to her legs, and then to her pussy. It took him a good ten minutes to reach there.

For the next twenty minutes, he licked, sucked, and played with her pussy before she could take no more.

Mamma moaned, whimpered, and writhed in bed, and her hands on the back of his head pulled him up, egging him to go ahead and enter her with something bigger. She was ready.

Adio obliged and licked and kissed her tummy, her breasts, her clavicle, her neck, and then stopping on her lips.

They kissed and kissed until Mamma became anxious and remembered that Adio’s dick needed guidance to go in. She lowered her hands between them and held his dick in both her hands. A low sigh released from her lips as she realized what a large tool lay in her hands. It was going to drill into her soon.

Mamma guided him to her pussy lips, Adio was equally anxious and did not delay the next part. He slowly and steadily pushed as his crown went in her pussy.

Mamma let out a sigh of pleasure; deep pleasure. “Aaaagh,” she moaned softly.

She wondered how she was ever going to get back to normal sex. There was nothing so fulfilling she had ever felt.

Adio kept going in slowly, and his lips fell upon her face, and they reattached in a loving kiss as his cock found its way inside. Mamma’s hands returned behind his head and his neck, pulling him into a long passionate kiss.

Adio stayed inside her and teased her by pulsing his cock and twitching it. Their kiss turned into smiles, and Mamma pulled her hips up, asking him for more. Once again, Adio obliged and started his pull out until he had only about an inch left inside her. Then he went back in slowly. He repeated this again and again.

Each time Adio hit bottom with his cock inside her, Mamma whimpered a low moan. By the twentieth thrust, her juices were flowing like a tap. She started to spasm and convulse. Adio held her in his hands and continued to kiss her.

Adio patiently waited for Mamma to settle down before starting to take her yet on another joyride. On her second journey to heaven, she felt a lot more hands on her skin. But her head was groggy, and she was buzzing in lust and passion. She thought she must be imagining things.

Hands, tongue, and caresses all over her body added to her pleasure. Her second orgasm rocked her, along with Adio spraying inside her. His cum and sperm landing deep in her. The feeling was supreme.

Adio felt hands on his butt and pushing him aside. He recognized it was me but was surprised nonetheless.

I pushed him off from between Mamma’s legs, and I dived inside her pussy headfirst. I wanted a taste of Mamma’s juices mixed with Adio’s. I licked the heady concoction flowing out, and after clearing the overflow, I moved into her pussy. The mixture inside was headier than I could have assumed, and I slurped enthusiastically.

Adio attached himself to her breast and kissed her nipple, and slowly went on to her mouth.

Mamma was in a trance, not knowing how was Adio doing this to her? Mamma kept producing juices, and I kept slurping them.

I pulled Adio between her legs to take her one more time. He happily wobbled between her legs. Neither of them noticed the light from the hallway, that lit the room sufficiently to identify the additional member to the party.

Mamma kept her eyes shut as Adio entered her one more time, with far more ease than he had the first time around. I replaced Adio on her lips and kissed her. With pleasure, she accepted me inside her mouth and licked my tongue. With her hands in my hair, she opened her eyes and looked at me.

Mamma got a taste of a mixture of Adio and her juices from her daughter’s tongue and lips. This, when Adio’s giant cock pumped her pussy. She was so overwhelmed by it all that she started to spasm one more time. Mamma tensed in her orgasm and shook slowly as her climax coursed through her.

Mamma reconciled with the fact that by joining them, I had revealed her identity to Adio and he was now happily and willingly making love to her. Concupiscence consumed all of us, and Mamma participated willingly from that point on.

Adio pulled out of Mamma and nudged me straight. He entered my very wet pussy with ease as Mamma watched. I nestled my head in her bosom as Adio opened my pussy up like he usually did. Wet or no, it still stretches me sweetly every time Adio goes inside my pussy with his cock.

Adio made love to Mamma and me all night long. One or the other of us passed out or napped for a bit while the other two kept on. The relay lovemaking lasted well into the morning as passions just refused to cede.

When I woke up, Adio was in the bathroom, and I lay on Mamma’s arm, both of us on our backs. I pulled Mamma towards me, turning her, and I nuzzled into her to rest for some more time.

———

Adio went for a jog to refresh himself. Mamma woke me up from between her breasts and caressed my cheek and my hair.

I looked up into her face and squinted my eyes in an apology. She smiled and let me off easily. She bent into my face and kissed my cheek.

I loved her too much, and she loved me to death.

We had showered, and Mamma was making breakfast – eggs, bacon, and toast with tea. Adio came back from his jog and wished both of us, “good morning Maria, morning, Elmarie.”

Both of us returned his greeting, and the tone put him at ease.

He showered as we ate. When Adio came in for breakfast, we were almost finished and were sipping our tea.

Surprisingly, the awkwardness was far less than I expected between Mamma and Adio.

All of us avoided discussing anything from the previous night and stuck to other normal-life discussions. More about stuff like what we should be doing on the day.

Mamma suggested Stellenbosch. Both of us readily agreed.

We planned to leave for Stellenbosch in the afternoon. I knew friends of our family owned a vineyard there, but I had never visited the place.

I was glad to do the road trip. The whole point was that we would be together. I was happy that we were enjoying the company, and you start appreciating even the mundane when you have people you love around you.

Mamma wore one of my dresses, and I wore jeans with a tube top. Mamma asked if she could drive Adio’s truck? It would be a first for her. Adio took the passenger seat. Not wanting to be left out, I took his lap. I sat sideways with my legs turned in, between the two of them, on the seat, with my back on the passenger door. Adio put one of his arms behind me to cushion me on the door.

Mamma was a natural and we cruised the two-hour long drive on the highway and chatted most of the time.

Once we had reached the vineyard, Mamma said, “I liked the rugged feel of the truck. I liked driving it.”

Adio smiled and nodded.

Mamma took us through the vineyards as if she knew it well. It was owned by an old friend of hers. Her friend’s family owned a few in the region. Incidentally, at that time, they weren’t around but an advance message from Mamma to them helped us get a grand tour.

We even lounged at their idyllic home that sat in one corner of the estate. We were served lunch and we tried some of their best wines.

Having consumed the least, on the way back, I took the wheel and asked Adio, “I think Mamma deserves to sit back and enjoy her ride back home.”

Mamma took Adio’s lap in the exact same style as I had on the way over. The return trip was less chatty. We were tired in any case, plus the wine had had some effect.

Adio’s arm was behind Mamma to cushion her against the door and his hand on her shoulder. A few miles later, he pulled her into his chest to let her rest, and her head drifted into his neck.

Adio brought his hand up in front and caressed her neck as Mamma closed her eyes. He opened his palm to hold her cheek and brought his lips down onto hers. I smiled and shifted my gaze back to the road, slowing the truck to twenty miles an hour.

Until we reached home, taking an hour longer than we should have, Adio stayed inside her mouth and his hand inside her dress playing with her tits. I was amazed as to why he was not playing with her pussy, even though he had complete access. But that was Adio, his foreplay was as languid as his lovemaking.

Mamma was in heat when we reached home around seven.

None of us were interested in dinner. Mamma was way too worked up, so was Adio. Mamma was going to turn into her bedroom when I blocked her way and directed her into ours.

Mamma smiled and gave in to my insistence.

Our clothes came off quicker than expected, and Adio was deep inside her first before he thought of paying any serious attention to me. I lay next to Mamma and waited for my turn, keeping myself busy on her tits and her lips.

———

In the morning, we woke up on my bed. Adio was again up and ready for his jog. I wondered where he got all his energy.

I snuggled back into Mamma’s bosom as she held me into her chest. Adio asked Mamma to join her for the jog.

I tried to resist, held her tight, and moaned, “mmmm.”

Adio was insistent as well and coaxed Mamma to join him for the jog.

I was famished, so I showered and ate breakfast before they were back home. Both went for their showers while I prepared their breakfast. Both of them joined me at the breakfast table a while later. They ate while I sipped my tea.

During breakfast, Adio said, “I hope we aren’t going anywhere today. It’s Sunday.”

The week had run by us faster than we would have wanted. We both knew Adio was joking about it being Sunday. He meant that he’d be happy to stay home with us to get Mamma to forget what day it was.

Both of us laughed at his theatrics and nodded in agreement. We also wanted to stay back home on Mamma’s last day in Cape Town.

About an hour later, with light music in the background, as we sat in the drawing-room when Adio came from the bedroom purposefully. He cleared his throat, “hhhhmmhhh,” as if he wanted our attention for something he had to say.

Both of us looked towards him, still sitting in our sofa chairs. Once he had our attention, Adio stood in front of me, looked me in the eye, and smiled.

Then he dished out a small box from his pocket, bent on one knee in front of me. I gushed in delight and looked at him, shouting, “AAAAAAYYYY,” even before he could say anything.

Adio’s smile widened, and he opened the box to reveal a diamond ring in it and said, “Elmarie, You know, I love you. I can’t imagine living without you. Would you be so kind to marry me?”

I bent forward and kissed him on the lips. I had practiced the answer for such a long time in my head. I was dying to say ‘YES’. Shout, if I had to.

But a lot had happened recently, and I pulled back from his lips and said instead, “Adio, you know I love you. You know I want to marry you. But….” I paused for effect. Adio was perplexed. “….I can’t unless Mamma agrees,” I announced.

On hearing this, Adio took a sigh of relief. He said, “Oh. I already took her permission first.”

I looked towards Mamma, and she was grinning. We both exchanged smiles, and she nodded.

I offered Adio my hand and said, “well, in that case, Yes…Yes, I will marry you.”

Adio put a ring on my finger and kissed me lovingly in front of Mamma. Then I saw the ring and laughed. In joy, I stood up and hugged Mamma in her chair, and I kissed her cheek ten times.

I had lived up to my pact with Mamma, and she had honored her by being open-minded about Adio.

Adio gave me a small bouquet as well.

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Between that momentous week and our wedding, I told Adio about my family in detail.

Adio was amused, and because he loved me, he overlooked it.

I convinced him into agreeing to start his newspaper in Johannesburg. I implored him to appreciate my career as well. “I had promised Pappa that I will be joining him at the bank soon after my studies.”

Adio appreciated that I postponed my career at the bank for him, and he returned my gesture with equal force.

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After our marriage, Adio and I settled in Johannesburg. Instead of choosing to stay at a different house, we moved into my parents’ estate.

Of course, if Adio had an impression about the size of Pappa’s fortune, he was only going to have to multiply it manifold to come near it.

Mamma had been keen to spend her energy on something productive and given her compatibility with Adio, she offered to start a newspaper. She asked Adio to lead it as its Chief Editor, and she would remain its Publisher.

They spent many months working on it, and more. About a year later, Adio and Mamma launched – Die Nuus.

I joined Pappa’s bank as a Director. He took me under his wing and mentored me for a larger role that would come later.

Our living arrangements were such that the second floor of the house was our family’s private space. Mamma and Pappa’s had three rooms to themselves that included their bedroom, Pappa’s study, and their living room. Adio and I had an identical set of three rooms on the same floor.

The estate employed approximately forty persons. Noone but a couple of close trusted servants had access to the second floor.

Pappa traveled a lot around the world on business, and on those occasions, Mamma obviously slept with us in our room.

Life has been sweet ever since.

More, later.

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