Gurl Next Door by Madison McCall (e reader txt) 📕

“You’ve told me about him, but we’ve not met yet.”

“That’s getting ready to change because I think I’m kind of crazy about him.”

“That’s great honey, and he feels the same way about you?”

I nodded, “He does.  He really digs me.”

“Have you spent any time with him since you saw him at the courthouse that day?”

“I’ve not been able to talk with you very much since Monday when you were last off work but yes we have.”

“What did you guys do?”

“Okay, on Tuesday he came over to the house and I helped him jump start his car.  That was right after you left for work. Then, he came back later to thank me and even gave me a dozen roses.”

“I was wondering where those flowers came from,” Mom said.

“Anyway, I’d been lying by the pool before he got there and was in my orange bikini, and you wouldn’t believe how he was checking me out.”

“Yes, I would,”

“So, I asked him if he would like to go swimming.”

“Really?”

I nodded and said, “Yes, I even loaned him my old swim trunks.  He asked why I had a pair of men’s swimwear and I told him they belonged to my cousin who left them over at our house.  Little did he know that his girlfriend’s former equipment had once been in those trunks.”

Mom and I both laughed uproariously at my comment before finally regaining composure.

“So, we got in the pool together and while we were in the water we kind of started kissing.”

“Dana!  You had your first kiss as a girl?”

“Yes.”

“Cool.  Congratulations.”

“Oh, and then we went out to dinner on Wednesday night at a little Italian place in Center Point, and the food was great, if Annabelle’s dad ever asks you out, I’ll tell you the name of the place.”

“We’ll see about that, anyway, go on.”

“He was very gentlemanly and opened my car door when he picked me up, and even pulled my chair out for me at the restaurant.”

“He does sound like a gentleman. Go on dear,” Mom said.

“So, he dropped me off, we had a goodnight smooch, and he headed on out.”

“Sounds nice.”

“Well, last night he brought Chinese takeout over to the house, and we had dinner together again.  Then after we finished, we kicked back in the living room and turned on the tube and started streaming a movie.  Well, we were already pretty relaxed from the wine and he was sitting there with his arm around me right?  Then we started kissing and it got pretty intense and I reached the point where I had a decision to make, do I have sex with him or not?”

“And?”

“Okay, I was super horny, right?”

“I don’t know how I feel about my daughter telling me she was horny,” Mom said.

“How would you feel if I was your son telling you that?”

“About the same.”

“Too bad mom, I’m way too far into the story to stop, unless you don’t want to hear anymore.”

“Keep going.”

“So, I was super horny but also scared to death as I’d never had sex with a man before, what’s a girl to do?”

“Tell me.”

“I took him upstairs and we had sex several times before you got home.”

We rode along in silence for a bit before mom asked, “If this is not too personal of a question, how was it, as a girl versus a guy?”

“It was nice, we had sex about three times and I only orgasmed once, the first time.  Despite the fact that I enjoyed it and was getting stimulation it was not the same as being a man.  As I lay there with him on top of me pounding away the second and third time, I liked it but it seemed like I was getting a lot of satisfaction from just knowing that I was pleasing him if that makes any sense.”

“Yes, that’s part of our nature dear.  Women like to comfort and please their man. It’s part of who and what we are.”

“As we had sex I loved the fact that he was buried deep inside me and I was providing him with the greatest gift that I could give him, myself, and for as long as it lasted I was the center of his universe, and I wanted nothing more than to make him happy.”

We sat there silently for a bit and then I said, “I know it’s probably inappropriate for a daughter to talk with her mother like I just have.”

“It’s okay.  After all, this is kind of a unique situation and you don’t really have anyone to talk to do you?”

Looking at mom and smiling I said, “No, I really don’t, and thanks mom.”

“You can talk to me about anything at any time, okay?”

Riding along for a bit longer in silence I said, “Mom I think I may love him.”

“That’s great honey.”

“And I think he loves me too.”

“And why wouldn’t he, after all, my daughter is a fantastic girl.”

“She is, isn’t she?” I said.

Continuing I said, “I have to admit that while riding over to Center Point today I was kind of hoping that there would not be a way back and I would get to stay like I am, as bizarre as that sounds.  I like my new life mom.”

“I’m glad for you sweetie.”

“I’m also thinking that you and I are going to have a great mother daughter relationship and spend more time with each other and that’s going to bind us together like never before.”

Sniffling mom said, “I’m really looking forward to that Dana, and thank you for telling me that, it means a lot.  If truth be told I’ve always kind of envied women who have daughters, and I’m so glad I’ve now got one of my own.”

“Me too mom.  After all, we girls have to stick together, right?”

“Dana, I just thought of something!  When you had sex did you use protection?”

“Bit of a personal question mom.”

“Are you kidding?  After all the details you just told me!”

Laughing I said, “Just kidding mom, and yes,