Mother May I

My mother is very beautiful, a once a bikini model, had a violent abusive relationship with my father. My father also a good looking individual, has issues to say the least. I have always been considered a very attractive child and woman, which only makes sense when you have two very attractive parents. When I was twelve my mother left him and took up with a male model, Brad, six years her junior. He is stunning with chiseled features and athletic body, who treated me wonderfully. He for eight years was the father I never had. He was more than a father actually, he was a best friend and eighteen years my senior. Unfortunately my mother was found cheating on him with of all people, my biological father. Of course Brad left her. I was heart broken. When I went through puberty I would fantasize about him and I being lovers. There wasn’t once whether I was pleasuring myself or having intercourse with a boyfriend, where my mind wasn’t imagining him. Always him. I decided that after eight years of having this man in my life, loving him, cherishing him, that I didn’t want our relationship to end. It had been eight months of no contact. I was going to call him and let him know but just as I was, my phone rang with him calling me. As it turned out, he didn’t want it to end either, except he looked at me in a daughter way, whereas I wanted him in a lover and future husband way. Of course he was totally unaware. He had me stay over often, going out seeing the sights and just hanging with one another. At no time did he treat me as a possibility. This went on for well over a year. It was wonderful but not what I was desiring. I decided to change that. We did a ski weekend together where we shared a hotel room with two king size beds just as he and I had done when he was with my mom. We both loved to ski but my mother, scared to death of the sport, would have none of it. After an exhausting day on the slopes, we were going to shower up and go for dinner. Brad had his shower, coming out in a towel and laid down on his bed. He looked so hot. I proceeded to have mine. I decided that now was the time to do what I could to entice him. My plan was simple. Leave the bathroom clutching a towel to my chest in one hand, exposing my entire naked backside for his pleasure. I had imagined that Brad would become fully aroused pitching a tent in his towel and be compelled to ravish me. That’s exactly what I did except when I exited the bathroom Brad was now fully dressed ready to go out. I thought, oh well, put on a show for him anyway and so I walked over to my suitcase giving him an eyeful of what could easily be his. He said, “Teresa, you do know I’m here in the room with you?” I turned around saying, “You are?!” feigning surprise and then dropping my towel. His eyes were fully focused on my form. He just smiled. “Okay then” was his response. I stood there feeling somewhat let down and a little embarrassed. “Okay then” wasn’t the response I had hoped for. As I stood there naked before him I asked, “Brad, do you find me attractive.” After all, having been in the modelling industry, he’s been surrounded by the most beautiful including my mother. His response filled my heart. He got up from the bed, walked over to me placing my face in his hands and said, “Teresa, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known, both inside and out.” I had to ask, “But can you see us being together, being a couple?” He gave me a long kiss that literally made my knees weak. He picked me up in his arms, carried me to the bed and made love to me in ways I never thought possible. He made love to me in ways I only read about in romance novels. So caring, so sweet. He pleased me in every way I ever imagined and more. I got my answer. We’ve been married now for six wonderful years and have two beautiful children. I am living a dream. My mother is and was very upset with us both. She has tried multiple times to sabotage our relationship to the point where she literally tried to seduce Brad away from me. I’m not angry with her because I can’t blame her. She knows what she had and what she lost. All I can say is thank you mom for bringing him into my life.