Mothers and Daughters Ch. 21

Melody Snyder was not a happy camper. In fact she was a bitter woman. Worse, she knew she was a bitter woman and the acknowledgement of such fact made her even more miserable.

She had been a widow now for some five years and she had not had any sex in all that time. For the four years immediately prior to her husband's death she had had very little sex then either. So it had been nine years since she had enjoyed regular sex and that was the true source of most of her unhappiness.

However the paucity of sex was not what made her bitter. It was the discovery upon the death of her husband that he had had a mistress. Richard, her late husband, had the effrontery to announce his illicit affair right in his will. He had bequeathed $100K to the unnamed mistress. The attorney who drafted the will was the only person privy to the identity of the mistress, and because of client-attorney privilege, Melody could not pry the information out of the lawyer.

Melody did not begrudge this money, that otherwise would have come to her. She was well provided for by the will. Her son Walter was a whiz at investment strategies and so she had no money worries as he managed her portfolio perfectly. No what was humiliating to Melody was the public announcement via the contents of the will that Richard declared he had a mistress, whom he thought highly enough to bequeath such a substantial sum.

The nature of this bequest eventually became commonly known amongst her circle of friends and acquaintances. As a result Melody was aware that everyone was speculating on the identity of that mistress. Melody herself was tormented by her own speculations on this subject. As time passed, such interest naturally died down amongst her friends, but Melody remained continuously bothered.

Melody had suspected that Richard had occasionally cheated on her, but she had come to live with that. Melody was a virgin when she first met Richard and consequently, he was the only man she had ever had sex with. She knew of course he was not a virgin when she met him, so she attributed his occasional cheating as simply his way of letting off steam. As she saw it, when he was single he was used to having various sex partners, and thus it had become a habit on his part that marriage did not restrain him.

She had believed their sex life was adequate, as they did have sex frequently enough. However she had to admit in the back of her mind that they could have used some more excitement in their couplings. The lack of such excitement probably was what prompted him to stray occasionally. That thought did nothing for her self esteem of course, but since she loyally loved Richard, she believed it was just one of those things she had to put up with.

With such compliancy on her part, perhaps thought Melody she should not have not been as shocked as she was to learn that Richard had an ongoing affair. But she was shocked. Until this discovery, she was under the impression that whatever extracurricular sex he might have indulged in had to have been meaningless to him, and very infrequent. As far as Melody could tell he never acted like a man with a regular mistress on the side.

However she did note that about four years prior to his death, the frequency of sex between them declined drastically. Like from an average of about once or twice per week to virtually none; that drastically. At the time Melody simply chalked it up as a normal loss of libido on his part; after all Richard was 54 years of age then. However with the acknowledgment of an affair boldly stated in his will, Melody had come to a different conclusion.

It now seemed obvious to Melody in retrospect that the diminishing of their sex life had to coincide with Richard's acquisition of this mistress. Continuing with such reasoning was the recognition that their son, Walter got married around about that same time, and the wedding was rather a lavish affair with some 200 guests. Melody now wandered if Richard had met his mistress on that occasion.

She recalled that Richard was called away for a medical emergency that night. He was absent for about two hours before he was able to join in with the post reception festivities at his brother's home. Melody sort of remembered that Richard's explanation for the emergency was regrettable but plausible, and so she was not suspicious at the time. However now on further reflection she had to think surely for their son's wedding Richard would have arranged an iron clad agreement that he would be covered by another doctor without exception.

So now the conclusion had to be that he had sex with that mistress on that night Walter got married. And Melody was sickened on further speculating the possibility that this might have been the beginning of the affair. Of course Melody had not paid any attention at the time, and in any case could no longer remember who Richard might have danced with that night. But it seems like a safe bet that he did dance with the mystery mistress.

In reviewing the guest list in her mind, Melody believed she could rule out their friends. Surely she would have recognized a partiality amongst their female acquaintances. She also discounted Walter's young female friends at the reception since she could not believe Richard would form a liaison with someone that young. No the mystery mistress must have been one of the female guests invited by the Porters. And of course if that were the case, Melody would have no idea how to make a reasonable calculation on whom that might have been.

To further plague Melody's mind, she realized she could not with utmost certainty rule out the possibility that the mystery mistress might have been a man. True throughout the years she was married to Richard, she could not detect any homosexual tendency on his part. But then she did not detect he had had an affair either. There does seem to be a lot of incidences nowadays of long standing marriages dissolving because one of the spouses in later life discover he/she is gay and that the marriage had become a sham. Yes the will was drafted leaving the impression of a female mistress, but Melody knew that this meant nothing. If the mistress was really a man Richard would most likely still have worded the will in exactly the same manner.

Such continuous disturbing thoughts were not helped with the fact that Melody was having no sex. And she knew she missed having sex. She knew she wanted sex. The trouble was that after thirty years of marriage she did not know how to date.

It was not that she did not know how to get a date. There are internet dating services galore. There are personal columns in newspapers and magazines one could resort to. Some of her female friends could be counted on to set up a blind date. There are all kinds of social organizations that could be a source for meeting members of the opposite sex. And if all else fails there are singles bars that she could have resorted to.

Her problem was that in her mind she believed she did not know how to act on a date. She had had an average social life when she was single and had dates with about ten different men before she met Richard and then settled on him. But all these dates occurred when she was younger than nineteen. Given that past history she was unsure of herself. She believed she did not have the requisite sophistication needed to ensure a successful date at her age. Thus being gun shy, she just stayed at home and bemoaned the fact that she lacked a sex life.

This was the mental baggage that Melody carried with her as she went to visit her daughter Connie. At this point in her life Melody's main joy was to visit her children twice a year. From her home in Grosse Pointe, MI she would travel to Memphis, TN to visit her daughter. After a two week stay there, she would head north to Chicago for a two week stay with her son, Walter, and his wife Linda and their six children. Then she would return home content with the knowledge of her childrens' successes.

Her daughter, Connie Snyder, was both a source of pride and dismay for Melody. One the plus side Connie was well off having inherited a substantial sum of money from the death of her fiancée. She had graduated from Duke Law School and with her sister-in-law Brenda Porter, the sister of Walter's wife, had opened a family law practice in Memphis, TN. Their law firm was so successful that they had to hire four associate lawyers to staff and meet the demands of their ever-growing practice. Connie's professional career seemed well in hand.

On the minus side, at least from Melody's point of view, Connie and Brenda were lesbian lovers. They had lived together for the past ten years ever since the two of them were dormitory roommates in their freshman year at Michigan State University. At first Melody didn't have any inkling that they were lovers especially since each of them became engaged to the star players of the Spartans football team. Unfortunately by the cruelest of coincidences both of these men died on the same day in May at the end of the girls' freshman college year.

The love between Connie and her fiancée was of the strongest kind. Bruce Fielding, Connie's fiancée, by fortuitous foresight had made a will leaving everything to Connie just as if they had been married. Bruce had acquired a substantial life insurance policy as well as having received a lucrative sum of money as a signing bonus for being a high NFL draft pick that year.

Since Bruce's death, Connie had told Melody, that she just could not find another man that would come close to equaling the virtues of Bruce. Since she was living with Brenda and having sex with her, she was content with her sex life. Maybe a man might come on to the scene that would float her boat, but she was not holding her breath waiting for such an event.

Melody did not abhor lesbianism per se, she just wished her daughter wasn't one. In particular she wished she could have some grandchildren from her daughter. In answer to this complaint, Connie assured her mother that she intended to become pregnant within the next couple of years. She promised that Walter's children would not be Melody's only grandchildren.

So with that, Melody had to be content to believe that her daughter was satisfied with her life. It was her life and her only concern as a parent, was her desire that her daughter be indeed happy. And there was no denying that her daughter seemed very content with her life with the only cloud being the death of her fiancée. However that tragedy occurred some nine years previous, and Connie had smoothly got on with her life since.

In contrast to her daughter's serendipitous life, Melody only had misery to report when Connie asked her how she was doing during the latest visit. On this visit was Brenda was away. As there were only the two of them, Melody was inspired to be absolutely candid and frank with her daughter. She bared her soul and revealed her innermost thoughts and feelings.

Connie was aware that her mother had been unhappy since the death of her father, but she was surprised at the depth of her despair. Obviously the death of her father with the resultant discovery of his affair had hit her mother hard. However she felt her mother was feeling too sorry for herself and was wasting away some good living left. After all she was only 54 years old, and it was stupid of her to act as if her life was over.

Thus Connie confronted her:

"So tell me Mom, why really haven't you dated? Don't hand me that bull shit about you not knowing what to do on a date. You just act yourself, let nature take its course and you will be fine. You are still very attractive for your age and best of all you are financially independent. Hell you should be inundated with suitors eager to marry you."

Melody replied:

"That's the problem Connie. I don't want to get married. I am content with living alone. Besides considering the revelation of your father's infidelity I know I would be innately suspicious and jealous with a new husband and such an attitude on my part would not translate into a happy marriage."

Connie retorted:

"For God's sakes Mom, we're talking about dating not marriage. You said you miss sex. You do want to fuck don't you? Now you certainly don't have to get married to get sex. Those days where one must marry before one has sex are in the Victorian past; long past; long gone; no longer the norm."

Melody reacted:

"I want the good wonderful kind of sex; not the 'Wham! Bam! Thank you ma'am! kind of sex. It is my opinion to get such good sex my male partner would have to care for me to induce him to provide that good sex. And if he cares for me then he will want to progress to have a commitment from me. The better the sex then the stronger will be his inclination to want to marry me. The next thing I know if I want that good sex to continue I would probably have to agree to marry him. And that's my quandary."

Connie deliberated for a moment as she considered what her mother had said. No doubt there was a fallacy to her mother's outlook but Connie sensed that she was not going to convince her otherwise. Connie then thought of a solution which meant revealing her sexuality she had before kept secret from her mother. But since she did love her mother and did not wish her to be so unhappy and miserable, Connie felt she had no option but to go ahead.

Thus after a small pause Connie said:

"So the bottom line Mom, is that you desire great wonderful sensational sex but with no strings attached. In fact you wish such strings to be absolutely severed. Well I believe I can suggest a solution."

Melody was intrigued by this unexpected answer and so replied;

"A solution really? Oh this I got to hear."

Connie continued:

"You ought to know Mom that although the most regular sex I indulge in nowadays is lesbian sex with Brenda, this does not mean that I still don't get a cock to play with every now and then."

Melody and Connie had a typical mother-adult daughter relationship wherein frank talk about sex was rare between them. However since she had initiated the discussion by bemoaning her lack of sex, Melody avowed to herself to hear her daughter out, and not shy away from the topic as she would normally be prone to do.

So she merely interjected:

"Oh Connie, so that's what you mean when you suggested you intend to become pregnant within the next couple of years?"

Connie replied:

"Exactly Mom! I wasn't just blowing smoke out of my ass when I said I expect to get pregnant relatively soon. I did not mean that I was dreaming about finding a guy to marry and settle down and pop out some kiddies like my sister-in-law Linda. I also did not mean I would make a visit to a sperm bank to be artificially inseminated. I prefer to get pregnant the old fashioned way."

Melody skeptically interjected:

"But you still say you will get pregnant. Do you then have an occasional lover who does not want to marry you because perhaps he already is?"

Connie answered:

"No I don't; I do not have a steady male lover. The reason I can confidently say I intend and expect to get pregnant is that I belong to a swingers sex club which has a ranch near Dallas. The club has an orgy every weekend at its premises with about 50 members equally divided by sex participating."

Melody was shocked by such brazen news and she could not help but blurt out:

"A sex club Connie? Orgies every weekend? What have you got yourself into?"

Connie smiled as she answered:

"I don't go to an orgy every weekend. The club has so many members that I only have the opportunity of participating in an orgy every three months or so. But when I do get there, then there are cocks aplenty to suit my tastes. I always have a wonderful time since the sex obviously is of the no strings attached variety. I do like the everyday sex I have with Brenda, as she is a fun girl. However to get my fill of cock in my pussy, in my mouth or up my ass I simply go to a Texas Love Ranch orgy."

Melody was now totally blown away by Connie's revelation so she could only say:

"My goodness! Oh my..."

Connie continued:

"That incidentally is how I intend to get pregnant. Soon I'll start going there without utilizing birth control. By the law of averages I ought to become pregos after one of these orgies."

Melody was flabbergasted and uttered:

"But Connie by this means you won't know who the father of your baby will be."

"Quite true but one can't have everything. I have the ability financially and otherwise to raise my child on my own. Children being raised by lesbian couples are no longer too objectionable to society nowadays. So I have no worries about any negative impact to my business if it became known I am a lesbian single mom."

Melody gasped:

"So Brenda is going to be the father so to speak of your child?"

Connie giggled a reply:

"No indeed. Like the instructional school text book "Heather", my child is going to have two mommies. Besides Brenda wants a child of her own and she is also a member of the TLR. Actually it was originally her idea for us to get pregnant this way."

Melody could only reply:

"My God! I'm obviously getting too old to con6template these modern ways of producing children."

Connie now continued:

"Enough about Brenda and me. The point is Mom that this is your ideal solution for all that ails you. The Texas Love Ranch offers exactly what you desire: no strings attached sex, plenty of it and plenty of variety to boot. Although half the members are about your age, the other half are about my age. So you will benefit from having some young stud cock poking in your vagina. Not to mention your mouth and ass."

Melody was overwhelmed but intrigued by the information. Without too much inward deliberations she was inclined to experience what Connie was suggesting.

So she replied:

"Oh my! Me in an orgy? I could never have imagined it. Actually I don't think even in my wildest fantasies I have imagined such exciting sexual possibilities."

Sensing her mother's interest, Connie added:

"Not only do you experience a variety of men at these orgies, but you don't even have to restrict yourself to one man at a time either. Why you can take a man in your pussy while at the same time have a cock up your ass. And if you are very adventurous you still have room to fit a cock into your mouth."

Connie sure hit the right buttons of her mother with that remark. Melody exclaimed:

"OK I'm sold. I sure as hell want some of that. Just sign me up I want to go for sure."

With Connie's help, Melody applied to become a member of the Texas Love Ranch. As per matter of course she was immediately accepted as a stand by member pending an opening for full membership. As a stand by member she would be given an opportunity to attend an orgy pursuant to her priority by replacing a female full member who had cancelled her participation to her scheduled orgy.

By this process, Melody was able to attend her first orgy some seven months after submitting her application. Having been completely appraised by everything pertaining to the orgy, Melody was totally geeked. She just knew she was going to thoroughly enjoy it. She had come to believe it was, as Connie had suggested, the perfect solution for her needs at this time and circumstances in her life.

Making it even a more exciting anticipation for Melody was the fact that she would have sex for the first time with men other than her late husband, and she couldn't wait for that breakthrough event. The slow agonizing time waiting for her invitation was hard to bear. Once it did occur, all her annoyances of waiting dissipated as she anticipated the fulfillment of all of her ever imagined sexual fantasies.

She was in high spirits and continuously smiling and giddy throughout the airplane trip to Dallas and the limousine ride to the ranch. As Melody arrived, she registered, proceeded to the basement locker area and disrobed. Once completely naked, she gazed at herself in the full length mirror attached to the inside locker door. Melody was slightly above average (5'6") height and of proportionate weight. She was not skinny but not fat either. She had been meticulous in her grooming and had kept herself in great shape. As a result she looked a lot younger than her actual age. Anyone meeting her for the first time would invariably estimate her age to be early forties if not late thirties.