"What has my family come to?" Julie exclaimed. "Kim is a good girl; she's always been a good girl, but this? This has been driving up a wall! And preferable not the one that your son has already has sex with her on," she added as an after thought.

"I know what you mean Julie. I wasn't even aware the two were sexually active until a few weeks ago!" Marlene said to her friend, her own voice sounding just as exasperated.

The two women were currently having lunch in her living room, since Julie was too twitchy about hosting an afternoon lunch in the room where she'd seen her daughter, well, getting intimate.

"Maybe this is just a phase, Julie. You remember being that age, with hormones and all that frustration which just turned out to being sexual tension," Marlene attempted to console her friend. After all, she may have heard her son having sex, but she hadn't gotten a front row view of its aftermath.

"I don't care if it's a phase or not! What my daughter does in her spare time, of course I'm going to be mildly concerned about, but if it's something like this? I'd rather she kept it in hiding. They were in my living room Marlene! At least your son had conscious thought to keep it in his bedroom!" Julie finished, nearly in hysterics.

"Oh, don't you dare go thinking my situation was any easier! Hearing my son pleasure your daughter was not how I wanted to relax and unwind from a stressful day of work!" Marlene shot back.

The two women, realizing that they were attacking each other, took a deep breath and sipped some of the offered tea. After a few minutes a silence between the two, Julie spoke, "I can't believe they've already begun role playing in their relationship. It makes me wonder how long they've been active."

Groaning in denial, Marlene's head dropped to the table. "Please Julie, don't," she started, but was cut off. "I mean a sexy tutor role? It sort of a contained kinky-ness isn't it?" Sighing, Marlene gave in and went with the conversation in an attempt to make light of her situation.

"Well, I suppose I've done worse with Ted," Marlene offered, referring about her husband. "For our honeymoon, we tried a kind of 'force on' challenge. It was… fun," she finished lamely.

"You mean, on your honeymoon, Ted pretend raped you?"

Marlene flushed at Julie's tone. "Well, your turn. How was your honeymoon?" Julie had a dreamy expression. "For my honeymoon, Chris and I tried food play. We started out with whipped cream and chocolate, and by the time the sun was rising, Chris was munching on a peach from between my-"

"Julie, please!" Marlene interrupted; deeply disturbed by the vivid picture Julie was painting with her words. Julie had the good grace to blush, not having realized how far into her story she was getting. "So," she said, coughing briefly, "what's the hottest thing you've done with Ted?"

Marlene hesitated before answering, "Ted dressed up as a police officer," was all she managed to squeak out. Julie, all too intrigued, pressed Marlene for more details. And, in a very soft, quiet tone, Marlene continued, "He had these handcuffs, and I was his naughty criminal…"

Julie was giggling uncontrollably, and she looked mildly disappointed when Marlene finished. "That's it? You can't divulge any more details than that?" she pouted. Marlene's steely glare was aimed in her direction. "Now you talk; what was your wildest ride?"

A small smirk crossed Julie's face. "Oh, well, there's the one Christmas evening when, after Kim was tucked into bed, Chris stayed dressed up as Santa and took me on the floor next to the tree, in front of our fireplace. Or the time when we were in the pool of the hotel we were staying at, and Chris just faced me away from him, pulled the bottom of my bikini down, and shoved-"

"I don't need to know every sexual experience you've… experienced Julie!" Marlene snapped again, not even bothering to hide her unease. Julie seemed startled for a moment, only to have her eyes light up with excitement in the next moment.

"I've got it! Once, when I dropped off Chris' lunch at his office, he wanted us to eat together. After we finished eating, he still had thirty minutes until his next meeting. So, I hitched up the skirt I was wearing and plopped down on his lap. Then, once we finished in his chair, he picked me up and bent me over his desk. Then, even though we'd just finished on his desk… well, let's just say he was a little late for that meeting of his."

Marlene gaped at her friend in disbelief. "Three times! At his work! I can't believe you Julie!" Said woman laughed lightly, taking another sip of her tea.

"So, I guess Kim isn't the only one who knows the joy of being sandwiched between a wall of plaster and a wall of muscle, huh?" Marlene teased. As soon as the words left her mouth, however, both women thought back to their children's fornication habits.

Sighing, and a bit guilty for ruining the start of a good evening, Marlene looked apologetically at her traumatized friend. "Should I bring out the alcoholic beverages?" Julie met her friends gaze, and nodded.