Mary’s Secret

Marys Secret
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“Now you know I don’t mind taking care of Karen for you at all,” Mary said smilingly to her next-door neighbor Lisa as she stroked Lisa’s fourteen-year-old daughter’s hair affectionately.

“I certainly understand about family emergencies and how you have to scramble around to find someone to take care of the kids when you suddenly have to travel out of town.” Lisa said.

As she spoke, Mary continued stroking Karen’s hair, reveling in the feel of the soft, silky strands against her fingers and the warmth of the girl’s lithe body as she pressed against her own. Mary had no children of her own — had never been married for that matter. Therefore, she had never been around children and young adolescents a great deal. Mary found herself strangely attracted to her neighbor’s adolescent daughter: attracted in a way that she knew was highly inappropriate but nearly irresistible nonetheless.

Karen’s mother, Lisa, was so distracted with worry about her current family problems and uncertainties, over whether Mary would actually agree to take care of Karen while she was suddenly called away to notice Mary’s sensual little smile as her daughter leaned even closer to her. Lisa’s mind was focused upon getting through this latest family crisis, and not on the manner, her neighbor and her daughter were comporting themselves.

Karen, who at fourteen really did not need a baby-sitter any longer, did, however, require adult minding when her mother suddenly found herself compelled to be away for four whole days. The pert young girl smiled up winsomely at her mother’s neighbor and friend, trying her best to lull Mary into as much serenity as she could be about the notion of minding her while her mother was away. Karen most certainly wished that Mary would take care of her while her mother was gone. Oh yes she did indeed. Karen wanted to be alone with her mother’s adult friend for a sustained period of time. She knew that Mary was fascinated with her, and she had done everything she could to strengthen the erotic bond between them. Karen was taken with this older woman as much as Mary was with her. But for different reasons entirely. Karen wanted Mary to stay with her for the next four days. Karen had plans for Mary.

Oh yes.

For her part, Mary had discovered herself often fantasizing about just what it might be like to be alone with a vivacious fourteen-year-old girl who held such an amorous attraction for her. She knew that her secret little fantasies were way out of line with what a normal woman in her mid-thirties should be thinking of with respect to a fourteen-year-old girl. However, that did not prevent her fantasies from persisting, and when she was physically close to Karen, as she was now, the fantasies sometimes became very powerful. She sensed deep inside herself from the special way Karen acted toward her when she was certain her mother would not notice that, if she could find just the right opportunity to be alone with Karen, the young girl might well be willing to turn those salacious little fantasies of hers into reality.

“Sure, Lisa. I’ll take care of Karen for you. I’ll be more than glad to.”

Both mother and daughter said, “Thanks, Mary,” at the same time.

Karen laughed at their simultaneous response. Mary and Lisa joined in Karen’s laughter as well. Mary continued to stroke Karen’s hair, becoming oblivious to everything around her except for the closeness of Karen’s body pressed against her as they stood on Lisa’s front porch, talking. Thinking back, Mary had been attracted to the young girl ever since she and her mother had moved in next door a couple years ago. Karen was always, proper, polite, and well behaved toward Mary when Lisa was anywhere around.

However, any time her mother was distracted by something or other, Karen would do some little something that made it clear to Mary that she might not reject the older woman’s erotic attention: a touch, a secret smile, something. Karen’s furtive acts of teasing encouragement gave the older woman hope that her fantasies might just be realized.

As it turned out, Mary’s next-door neighbor Lisa was a single parent who had had the good fortune of being hired as a senior accountant for a large company that paid her well and provided significant fringe benefits. In addition, Lisa’s late husband had left her a tidy little nest egg. Mary, who was herself a partner in a local law firm, also earned enough money to afford to live in their upper middle neighborhood. The two women had gotten on well from the very first. They visited each other often, shopped together, often went out to eat together, and Lisa was over at Mary and Karen’s house almost as much as she was at home. Truth to tell, by now, Mary had become much more fascinated by the daughter than with the mother.

Lisa offered her neighbor a sincere look of gratitude when she heard that Mary was more than willing to watch Karen for her while she was away helping other family members with an aging aunt who was being moved to a personal care facility. She was so grateful not to have to disrupt Karen’s life by taking her daughter along with her on what was going to be anything but a pleasure trip. And besides, Karen had made it quite plain to her mother, as only a teenage girl can, that she didn’t want to go with her and be stuck dealing with all those yucky family issues.

As an alternative, Karen had slyly broached the idea of Mary staying with her instead. At first, Lisa was trepidations over the idea of Mary staying with her daughter, but she had finally, though reluctantly, gone along with her daughter’s suggestion. She was running out of alternatives, and though she had her little suspicions about just what Karen and Mary might do together if left alone, she was in no place to refuse Mary’s offer to mind Karen if she would agree. And so Lisa was very relieved when Mary had consented to mind Karen for her.

“That’s great, Mary. Would it be too much trouble for you to stay at our house during the time I’m gone? That way Karen wouldn’t have to leave her stuff and familiar surroundings.” Lisa Suggested.

Although Mary flashed to herself that she would much rather keep Karen in her own house rather than Lisa’s, she could think up no reasonable excuse not to move in at Lisa’s place for the duration of her stay.

In addition, Karen had looked up at her so pleadingly, and had snuggled against her so suggestively. If there was any possibility at all that, this young girl shared Mary’s erotic fantasies about the two of them, then it probably would be better to leave her in her own, familiar surroundings. Mary certainly entertained hopes along that line once they were alone together without Lisa to hinder them. Could she sway Karen into joining her in some sort of secret and erotic tryst? Karen was quite a desirable little yummy.

Wasn’t she? In addition, she seemed to be willing. Didn’t she?

Mary decided that she would agree to practically any arrangement that provided her an opportunity to spend time alone with Karen.

“Sure, Lisa. I’ll just pack a few things and come over to your place after work tomorrow. Karen can let me in and give me a key then.”

Mary did not notice the furtive, anxious side glance that passed from Lisa to her daughter. Had she done so, she might have wondered why Karen let a little smirk of triumph cross her face and why Lisa seemed so anxious all of a sudden.

However, Mary was oblivious, consumed as she was with her own incipient fantasies about Karen, and the furtive exchange between mother and daughter went unnoticed.

As the two neighbors finalized arrangements for Mary taking care of Karen, the young teenager stepped back out of the way of the logistical planning going on and began pondering all the interesting possibilities that lay in store for her starting the next day. Karen, who was a most observant child, had long ago noted something about her mother’s friend that Mary had not even noticed about herself.

While Mary gave every outward impression that she thought of herself as a strong-willed woman, thoroughly professional, decisive, and replete with will power, Karen had closely observed Mary and her mother as they carried on their friendship over the past couple years.

In addition, what the sly young girl had deduced from her observations was a strong tendency within Mary to sublimate her own wishes to anything either she or her mother suggested. Whether it be where to eat out, or where to go to shop, or what movie to rent from the video store, Mary almost always acquiesced to Lisa’s expressed preferences. In addition, increasingly, when Karen had voiced a predilection of her own that was at variance with Mary’s, She gave in and did it Karen’s way.

This was not strange to Karen at all. Not at all. In fact, Karen had discovered the same thing about her own mother right after her father had died a little over two and a half years ago. It was as if Lisa had somehow transferred to her young daughter a range of those powerful feelings of dependence and acquiescence she had lavished upon her husband before his death. At first, Karen did not know exactly how to react to her mother’s desire for her to make more of the decisions around the house.

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File Size: 248 KB
Print Length: 42 pages
Fortmat: ePub
Features: Flowing text
Language: English

Price(USD): $0.95