On the road again. History does repeat itself. I had a high school sweetheart, I mean we were really in love. We learned early. She was maybe 2 years younger than me. A brother my age, a sweet little mother who could pass for many years her junior. Her husband was killed several years prior in an auto accident.
Any ways, Rose and I got together every chance we got. There was no limit to sex. We tried everything and never came upon any we didn't like. I went to see her one evening, forgetting she was gone to a sleepover at a friends home. Her mom, Sara, asked me in anyway and poured us each a glass of sweet tea, a southern table wine. We sat and chatted. She was a leader in conversation. She openly asked if Rose and I ever had sex. Embarrassing to say the least. I couldn't look her in the eyes, I just hung my head and shrugged my shoulders. She kinda laughed and said "You don't have to beat around the bush. I do the laundry here and many times after you two were out on a date I discovered a males secretion inside her thong". She continued "I wasn't born yesterday and I am aware what it is like. I even masturbate sometimes reminiscing of my husband and I together." I was becoming interested in her confession. She asked if I'd like to try her and see if there is a difference between me and Rose? I was turned on and said "YES". She moved in close and began playing with my body. I asked where Jake, he son my age, was. She to not worry about him, he is out on a date wand won't be home until late. This was Friday night. No school tomorrow. She took my hand and placed it inside her blouse, no bra, and her nipples were standing erect and hard. She stood, took me by the hand and led me into her bedroom where we engage in every type sex imaginable. She confessed afterward that Rose should be happy. She knew Rose was on the pill because I suppose she provided them.
Okay, we repeated this many times after and I suspect Rose suspected it but never said anything.
Graduation times comes soon and I jointed the military immediately afterward. Several things enticed me to reenlist time after time. Rose and I eventually lost contact. I married a beautiful gal 4 years my junior. She traveled the world with me as a military wife. However, all good things have an ending, she took sick a little over one year ago and died in the hospital I still miss her.
As I said in the beginning, history repeats itself. I learned a few months ago that Rose's husband also passed away. I made contact with her through a friend and under the pretense that I was wishing to pass my sympathy we struck up a conversation. We ended up making a dinner date where we did lots of elaborating on the past. She confessed that she had often let her mind reflect to the past. She even said, "I want to get serious and I want a truthful answer. Did you, in our younger days ever have sex with my mother?" I asked what made her ask such. She confessed that she and her mom had discussed it but she wondered if Mom as lying or hinting at something." Mom has been dead for many years now. So I confessed that we did engage several time. I thought Mom was jealous of Rose and just wanted to prove herself. Rose took this fairly well and nothing else has ever been said.But Rose and I are currently living together and enjoying what comes natural. We are right back to the same old routine and enjoying it.

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