The widow

June looked out of the window and sighed. Her husband of thirty years had been cremated today having died just over a week ago and she was incredibly sad. The wake was over and now she was in her house alone for the first time in many years. Her marriage had been a good one and now what was she going to do? Sitting down in an armchair, she stared ahead, a tear escaping her eye and rolling down her cheek.

Realising that her feet ached she removed her shoes and put them beside the chair. She then drew her feet up under her and massaged her feet and legs through her tights. She had worn her best shoes that day and they were still a bit tight - she didn't wear heels much these days but the rubbing helped the aches.

June was tired and rested her head back. Within a couple of minutes she was asleep.

*

June woke a couple of hours later. It was dark. She shivered with the cold as the heating had turned itself off whilst she slept. Stiffly, she stretched her tired and aching muscles before standing up and going upstairs to bed.

When she reached her bedroom, she removed her cardigan and undid the buttons on her blouse, hanging both up onto hangers. She then removed her skirt, again hanging it up. She rolled her tights off her backside and sitting down removed them entirely. Getting up she went to the bathroom where she peed and removed the rest of her underwear, placing these into the linen basket. Turning off the light, she returned naked to her bedroom. She was so tired that she went to bed without putting on any pyjamas.

*

June was woken by her mobile phone ringing. Reaching out of the covers she picked it up and saw it was her daughter, Susan.

"Hi love," June said.

"Hi mum. How are you feeling today?"

"Oh, you know, ok, I think."

"Yeah mum, I know. It will take time. Do you want me to come over?"

"No it's ok love. I need to move on and the sooner the better. I'll potter about today and probably do a bit of food shopping later."

"Ok mum. I'll ring you later."

"Ok bye love."

June disconnected and put the phone back on her bedside cabinet. She stretched but soon put her arms back inside the covers as it was still a bit chilly, her heating would come on soon and then she would get up.

For some reason her hands rested on her breasts and she absent-mindedly caressed her nipples, making them hard. June was enjoying the sensations and her breathing quickened as she moved one of her hands down through her pubic hair and onto her pussy lips. Slowly she started to rub up and down. Within a few seconds she started to get wet as she became more horny. Her rubbing quickened and she became wetter. Finally she orgasmed onto her hand.

As she was coming down from her orgasm, she wondered why she had masturbated. No reason she thought but it was good.

June heard the heating come on and gave herself another 5 minutes in the bed before she got up and went for a shower.

*

June spent the day cleaning the house and doing lots of 'little' jobs to occupy her mind, before popping to the shops to buy a few items. Mid afternoon she made herself a cup of tea and sat down for a rest. This gave her an opportunity to think.

She thought about her family, particularly her children, Susan and Imogen (known as Mo). Susan was 27, married to Kevin, no children, whilst Mo lived with her partner Zoe. It had taken June some time to get used to the fact that Mo was gay but was now content, on the basis that Mo was so happy. Neither of the children lived too far away and June knew that both were there for her. Her thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing, it was Susan again. They chatted for a few minutes and agreed that they would meet up on Saturday and go shopping. It would be good for both women to take their minds off everything else with some good old retail therapy!

After the phone call, June decided to have a bath.

Undressing in her bedroom, June caught sight of her body in the mirror. She had always been self conscious about how she looked, believing that she had too large an ass and carried a few pounds too many. For the first time in a while she stood in front of the full length mirror and properly appraised herself.

Starting at the top, June saw that her hair was showing a fair bit of grey. She hadn't bothered with colour for the past few weeks during her husbands illness and she decided that she would have her hair done before going out with Susan on Saturday. Her face had a few wrinkles but she didn't think she looked her age of 56. She knew she had nice breasts, her husband had always complimented her on these. Her nipples were always quickly receptive to the touch, hardening within seconds, as she had seen that morning. June held her breasts, running her thumbs over her nipples. Her stomach was slightly swollen but now that she looked properly, not too bad for her age and having had two children. Casting her eyes further down she saw that her pubic hair was too long as she hadn't spent any time keeping it in check and resolved to do so. Reasonable legs, June stood on her tiptoes to show how they would look in heels and was quite happy. She turned to the side and saw her large rear but cheered herself up by realising that a large rear was considered fashionable. Shaking her head she picked up her scissors, razor and shaving cream and went to have her bath.

After her bath, June returned to the mirror. She saw that she was pink as the bathwater had been a little too hot and she also saw that she had been a bit overzealous with her shaving, her pussy lips now very visible in the reflection. June moved her hand down and through what remained of her pubic hair, resting again on her pussy. She was still damp from the bath and ran her fingers along her pussy lips. Quickly aroused she started to masturbate again. As she did so she watched her own reflection until her legs slightly buckled with the excitement. To stop herself falling she allowed her knees to bend resulting in her kneeling in front of the mirror, her legs open as she continued to play with herself. She orgasmed with one hand, the other rubbing her large breasts.

June didn't know what had come over her but after a while she got up and put a dressing gown on before going downstairs to prepare her dinner.

*

That evening after watching television for a while, she decided to have an early night. Reaching her bedroom, she removed her dressing gown and went to put on her pyjamas. With her hand on the door of her cupboard she stopped and thought about the previous night when she had slept naked. Should she do the same? This time she decided to wear her pyjamas and reached inside for her favourite pair. Putting them on, she went to bed.

That night she slept fitfully, waking on a few occasions. At 4 o'clock, she awoke again. Through her haze she realised that her hand was inside her pyjama bottoms and she had two fingers inside her vagina, which was soaking wet with her own juices.

"What is the matter with me," she thought to herself. "Masturbated twice yesterday and now trying again whilst sleeping."

However, instead of removing her fingers, she continued to frig herself, until she was close to cumming, stopping before she orgasmed, removing her fingers from inside. She then moved her wet fingers up and put them into her mouth, sucking her own juices from them.

June had never tasted herself, or at least she couldn't remember doing so. She tasted nice. Once she had licked her juices from her hand, she moved both of her hands down and found herself removing her pyjama bottoms. Once off, she opened her legs wide and with both hands returned to her masturbation. Again she got close to cumming and stopped again. This time she undid her pyjama top and removed it. Now completely naked she resumed her masturbation, both hands on her pussy.

June came hard, her back arching with the ecstasy. With her legs still wide open, June stayed that way for a couple of minutes, whilst she recovered.

June closed her legs and moved to the other side of the bed, her side being wet from where she had squirted. She fell asleep.

*

June slept in later the next morning. She was confused with why she had been so horny since the funeral but she put it down to release of stress.

After she had got up and dressed she made an appointment for the hairdressers for later that day.

*

June returned from the hairdressers feeling better, having been pampered for the last ninety minutes.

That evening she called Susan to make the arrangements for the next day and went to bed. She didn't feel the need to masturbate that evening.

*

June woke the next morning looking forward to her day shopping with Susan. She removed the covers and........she was naked. She could have sworn that she had worn pyjamas when she had gone to bed. Never mind, she got up and stood on her pyjamas, which were on the floor by her bed.

"I must have been hot and removed them," she thought, forgetting that it was early spring and the nights were still cold.

After a shower, she dressed, ate breakfast and readied herself for Susan to arrive.

Twenty minutes later and Susan turned up.

"Hi mum," Susan said. "You look good. I like your hair." She kissed June on the cheek.

"Thanks love. Thought I'd treat myself."

"Is that a new perfume?" Susan leaned in close and sniffed.

"No. My usual."

"Oh you just smell different."

"Nice or nasty?"

"Nice. I like it." Susan leaned in again. "A nice musky smell, mum. I can't place it though. Anyway, are you ready?"

"Certainly am."

*

The two women left in Susan's car and they spent a very pleasant day trawling the shops, returning a few hours later carrying a number of bags.

Susan locked the car and they went inside June's house.

After a cup of tea, Susan said, "Why don't you try on that dress mum? It looked as if it would suit you."

June went upstairs and rooted around in the bags, locating the dress. She removed the blouse and trousers she was wearing and put the dress on, returning back downstairs to show Susan.

"I like it mum, although not with those socks!." June hadn't realised that she had her socks still on. "It would look good with some tights and some heels."

"You don't like the socks then," June teased.

"They're just not very flattering mum. Why don't you put on some tights and try them with your best shoes?"

June returned to her bedroom. She removed her socks and opened her underwear drawer, picking up a pair of black tights. Rolling them up her legs, she smoothed them over her panties, before opening her shoe cupboard and searched for her best shoes. Finding them she sat back on the bed and put them on. The shoes, which she had worn at the funeral, had a 3 inch heel, a height that June had always thought to be too high but once done up, she stood and looked at herself in the mirror. She turned round and looked at herself from different angles. Not too shabby she thought, before going back downstairs to see Susan.

"That's so much better mum. You look great."

"Thanks dear but I still think these shoes are too high."

"Nonsense mum. They show your legs off well."

Instead of going back to change, June sat down.

Susan got up. "Fancy a cup of tea?"

"Oh yes please. I'll help you."

"No need mum. I'm fine."

"It's ok. It will be good to wear in the shoes for a bit. I've never really had got the chance to wear them in."

The two women went to the kitchen. Drinking their tea in the kitchen, they had a good chat, something they had not had for a long time. At one stage, June became upset, thinking about her husband but Susan comforted her.

*

An hour or so later and June decided to change out of her clothes.

"I think I'll take a shower."

"I'll tell you what mum, why don't I go home and pick up a few things, then I'll come back and spend the night here. We can have a girly night in."

"I'll be fine love. You go home to Kevin. Don't worry about me."

"It's fine mum. Kev said he was going out with his mates tonight anyway so I'd appreciate the company."

"Ok. Up to you love."

*

Susan returned 30 minutes later.

June had taken her shower and had put on pyjamas and a towelling dressing gown, a towel wrapped around her wet hair. She was in the kitchen when Susan returned.

Susan put her bags down. "What are you making mum?"

"Just quiche and salad love. Why don't you go and have a shower and when you come down it will be ready."

"Lovely, thanks mum."

*

Susan came down after her shower. She also had on a dressing gown, a silk gown and short nightdress underneath.

They ate the food and shared a bottle of wine whilst they chatted. Afterwards, they cleared up. Leaving the kitchen, Susan said "I'll brush your hair for you if you want mum. You deserve a bit of pampering."

"Oh that will be nice dear, thanks."

"Go and sit in the lounge and I'll go and get my stuff."

Susan went upstairs, returning a few minutes later. June had opened another bottle of wine.

"I know that neither of us are much of a drinker but thought it'd be nice."

Susan started to brush her mother's hair.

The level of the wine reduced as Susan finished her mum's hair and then painted her nails, starting with her hands.

June was enjoying the attention and had her eyes closed. Susan finished June's hands and sat down by her feet. Taking June's feet one at a time she massaged each foot and ankle before painting her nails.

As Susan finished, June opened her eyes. "Thanks love. That was lovely. I feel so relaxed."

"You're welcome mum. I'll just do my nails now."

June watched Susan paint her nails. When she finished her hands and they had dried, she lifted her foot onto the edge of the chair. Seemingly unknowingly she was now flashing her pussy to her mother.

June knew that she should say something but was transfixed by the sight of her daughter's naked and shaven pussy. Susan was oblivious, concentrating on painting her nails. Even when she changed feet she didn't seem to notice that her pussy was exposed. Eventually she finished and put her feet down in front of her. June had closed her eyes again so that Susan wouldn't know where she had been looking. After a while Susan said, "I think it's time for bed mum. Come on."

June got up and took her daughter's hand, turning lights off as they went upstairs.

At the top of the stairs June expected Susan to say good night and go into the spare bedroom, but she didn't, walking into her mother's room.

"If you don't mind mum, I'd like to sleep in your room tonight."

"If you want Susan."

Susan removed her gown and in her short nightdress got into the bed. June also removed her dressing gown and got in. Susan opened her arms and June settled against her. Realising too late she had placed her head onto Susan's breast. Within seconds she felt Susan's nipple harden. Susan ran her fingers through June's hair.

It was in this position that they both fell asleep.

*

June woke up in the middle of the night. Whilst asleep she had moved and was no longer in Susan's arms. Susan was sound asleep next to her. June stretched but quietly so that she didn't disturb Susan. She looked at her clock, 3:18am.

For some reason, she remembered the feeling she had at the sight of Susan's naked pussy from earlier. Her hand seemed to have a life of its own, travelling down her stomach onto her pussy lips through her pyjama bottoms, gently rubbing herself. After a while she moved her hand into her pyjamas and rubbed her naked pussy lips.

As she neared her orgasm, she felt Susan stir. June immediately stopped, her heart racing. June's fingers continued moving but her hand remained still. She was sure that Susan was still asleep.................... but then a hand touched her stomach.

The hand moved up her naked belly until it met her pyjama top which had rolled up slightly. The hand then moved under the pyjama top and was soon on her breast. Her nipples were immediately hard as it rubbed across her breasts.

June felt Susan move, the duvet fell off from the top of June's body as she did so. She felt Susan kneeling next to her, the rustle of clothes followed by two hands back on her breasts. June felt Susan leaning down towards her face and then their lips met. The kiss started as lips only until June felt Susan's tongue darting out, which June allowed into her mouth, until they were both french kissing, gently but becoming more insistent.

June reached out to her daughter who she found was now completely naked. June wrapped her arms around Susan's middle and they seemed to melt into the embrace, a naked Susan on top of her pyjama clad mother. The kissing increased in tempo and Susan, placing her weight onto her bottom half, lifted her mother into a seating position. From there she grabbed the pyjama top and removed it over her mothers head. Easing June back down and moving to one side, Susan then took hold of June's pyjama bottoms and pulled them down and off, June easing her backside up to aid the removal of the bottom half.

The two women were now both naked and Susan knelt between her mothers legs, opening them and then lent back over her mother so that the were back in an embrace, breast to breast, pussy to pussy. The kissing resumed.

June's arms were around Susan's middle and she slowly moved them up her back then down over her backside, the fingers of one hand slipping into the cleft of her rear end, before returning up her back.

Both women were clearly very horny and needing release, June being closer to her orgasm. Susan started to gyrate her pelvis onto her mother, June helping by pushing Susan's backside down with her hands.

Soon June felt herself cumming. Susan felt the beginning of her mother's orgasm and increased her own tempo. June came, moaning into her daughter's mouth as she did so.

June ran her hand as far down between Susan's arse cheeks reaching between her legs, trying to get to Susan's pussy. By leaning over and with Susan's assistance by raising her leg, she managed to get to her target. It only took a few seconds before Susan had also cum, splattering her mother's hand with her juices.

The two women stayed in that position for a while, a sheen of perspiration glistening on both of their bodies. After a while Susan moved off June, covered them up with the duvet and laid back down next to her mother.

"I don't know what to say," whispered June.

"Let's not talk now mum. Let's just enjoy the feelings."

They laid that way for a while, until both fell asleep.

*

June awoke later that morning, the sun was streaming through the curtains. It took her a few seconds to remember what had taken place the previous night, then she looked to her left and saw the shape of her daughter under the duvet, still asleep. Quietly she got up and looked around for her pyjamas but unable to find them, she put on her dressing gown, went to relieve herself then went downstairs to the kitchen.

She made herself a cup of tea, then sat at the kitchen table and thought about what had happened the previous night.

Whilst she had thoroughly enjoyed the sex, she had made love with her daughter and that surely was wrong. June didn't know what would happen when Susan got up but she would apologise and hope Susan would forgive her.

June heard the toilet flushing upstairs and a few seconds later Susan appeared at the door, wearing her silk robe.

"Morning mum. Before you say anything, I know you and you will apologise for last night, taking the blame for what happened. Trust me, there is nothing to apologise for. I love you mum," Susan said, approaching the table and sitting down.

Susan had taken the wind out of June's sails and she had nothing to say.

Susan continued. "Not only do I love you as a mum, I have always loved you as a woman. I have always wanted you but of course couldn't whilst dad was with us." Susan placed her hand on June's thigh on top of the dressing gown.