POV: Carol

              Oh, my goodness. Is this a dream?

              I couldn’t really believe the day I was having. It had started off normal… I woke up, immediately went downstairs to get my coffee, lazed around a bit, and then got ready for the day. Since, it was Saturday I didn’t really have anything planned until Morgan called me and asked if she could come over. Me and her had become great friends these past four years, so us spending time together outside of work just made sense.

              The one thing I did not expect was Jo.

              Me and Mogan had just finished an early dinner, so we were in the kitchen cleaning up when I heard the doorbell. I really did not have that many friends, so I wondered who could be at the door. I was stunned to see Jo on the other side. I gaped at her like a fish out of water. Just remembering my reaction had me growing embarrassed again.

              Jo had definitely grown over these last four years…

              I felt a little dirty for doing a once over of her. I was Jo’s stepmother for goodness sake! Well… not anymore. But still! I just couldn’t help myself though. If a pretty woman who was wearing what she was wearing showed up on your doorstep out of the blue would you be able to stop from looking? I don’t think so! Even though she was just wearing a sports bra and sweatpants it still did not do any good to hide her amazing body. Her abs were absolutely amazing and if I trailed my eyes low enough, I swear I saw a print…

              Ok, Ok! Enough re-imaging. Christ…

              I was just getting myself worked up. I was too old to be doing this. Not to mention it was wrong. This was Jo! The sweet girl who always protected me from harms way. She was like my knight in shining armor when I was married to Alex. Alex was her own mother, but se still defended me right to the very end.

I used to sit up at night and wonder what I had done so wrong? Alex was so different when we first married. I was privy to her issues, but we were always there when the other was down. Always talked things through when life got to tough. We were a real couple. Then Alex started drinking. That was really when it all went downhill.  After the drinking, she started sleeping with other women.

Then and finally, she resorted to violence.

That was Jo’s final straw. The first time I had ever seen Jo truly angry was when Alex hit me for the first time. I feel like Jo bottled up all her emotions and kept moving forward without looking back. How she could do that when she went through hell in school I didn’t know, but Jo didn’t bottle them up that time. That time I saw the full brunt of what she was feeling. They fought, but I was surprised by the screaming Jo did while they fought. The pure hate she had for her mother was unleashed that day. I knew then that their relationship would never be the same.

Jo had to finally leave after Alex had tried to kill her in that hotel four years ago. We had talked at length before the incident about where she would go to college, but after it everyone thought it would be better for her own safety if she didn’t stay anywhere near where Alex was being kept. That whole incident was scary. Was Alex all of those things I said before? Yes, but I didn’t think she would resort to murder. She almost honest-to-God killed her own daughter!

I sipped my wine that I had poured myself after Jo had gone upstairs.

But I was glad Jo had survived that ordeal. She was back. She promised she would be back after college, but I didn’t ever expect her to. I wouldn’t have even blamed her if she didn’t. Who would want to go back to a place where they have so many bad memories?

I went to sip on my wine again only to notice the glass was empty.

I put the glass on the table in front of me and relaxed into the sofa. I was glad Jo was back. Even though I had Morgan and Sophia over regularly, the house had felt so empty with just me here. I was glad I didn’t have to put up with Alex’s nonsense anymore, but Jo was always the bright light in my world of darkness. Her absence was like a punch to the gut. I had cried for days when she finally left. Maybe, I was just a big baby. It wasn’t like we didn’t call each other.

I let my hand wander to the spot Jo had been sitting in.

She had gone up now, but I could still feel her warmth. Her warmth felt good. I felt my body tingle a little at the thought of what I was doing. Great… now I’m a pervert! Maybe, it’s just the alcohol. I didn’t drink often. I only did today because Jo came back home.

“I should probably just head to bed.” I mumbled to myself.

It wasn’t like I was watching anything anymore and with Jo gone I didn’t really see the point of staying down here. Isn’t that funny? Jo’s only been back a couple of hours, but she’s already changing my mentality about things.

With that decision made, I decided to go to bed. I got up from the couch, stretched my aching bones, and let out a contented sigh. Getting old sucked. My knees pop, my back hurts, and I get tried easily. When I was in my twenties, I remember I could easily stay up all night and even into the morning. Now I could barely stay up past ten.

I wish I could have stayed 20 forever…

Once I finished preparing my body for the inevitable, I headed for the stairs. I slowly ascended them like I had hundreds of times before. I slid my hand across the wood railing on my right and felt the carpet underneath my feet.

When I reached the top, I was going to go straight to my room, but I heard a strange noise. I could’ve ignored it. I should have, but my curiosity was getting the better of me. I followed the noise to its source, which happened to be Jo’s room. The closer I got to the room the louder the noise got and when I finally reached her room, I clearly heard what it was.

I instantly stopped in my tracks. I couldn’t believe my ears. It was Jo… Jo was- was moaning. My cheeks instantly heated and I thought my body had probably done the same. I understood what was going on behind that door. I may have been old, but I wasn’t dumb.

I should give her her privacy.

I was about to leave, but I noticed a crack in Jo’s door. I really should have left, but just the thought that I might see something got my heart pounding. I didn’t even know why I wanted to see. These feelings were so foreign. I didn’t understand them. It was too late to back out anyway. My body was moving on autopilot. I slowly moved toward the door and peaked through the crack. My breath hitched and my eyes widened. On the bed was Jo in all her naked glory.

“Oh my god…” I whispered.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. Jo was- she was hot. I could see the definition of her abs clearly. They were taught and glistened with sweat. And her thing… It was big. I knew Jo was intersex from our talks, but seeing it in person was a different story. She had to have been at least eight or nine inches. I swallowed roughly.

“Yes, fuck yes.” I heard Jo say.

She had headphones on and her eyes were closed. She was jerking herself off at a languid pace. Up and down. Up and down. My eyes followed her movements and I could feel my own arousal grow. I was sure my panties were wet. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn’t look away. How could I? This was the hottest thing I had ever seen and was the most action I had gotten in four years. My vibrator had been working overtime.

              “You like that? Fuck.” Jo said aloud.

              I had no idea who she was talking to, but I assumed she was lost in her own fantasy. I was also lost in her. My eyes were riveted to the scene playing before me. I was so lost in my reverie that I didn’t even notice that my hand had drifted downwards.

              “Fuck, your so good baby. Just like that. Yes, yes.” Jo groaned.

              Jo was speeding up and I knew it was only a matter of time before she came. My breaths were coming in more shallow bursts and I sped up on my rubbing and applied a little more pressure to my clit. God, I was so wet. I couldn’t believe how wet I was getting from watching Jo masturbate.

              “Baby, I’m about to cum. You gonna take it all for me, aren’t you?”

              “Oh yes.” I moaned quietly, my own orgasm imminent. I wasn’t surprised by how fast I had gotten myself there.

              “Then take it.” Jo grunted.

              In an odd turn of events we both came at the same time. Jo was obviously oblivious to me being right outside her door, but I had never felt more connected to her than I had right now. It was a mind-blowing experience. And the orgasm… I had never felt such a powerful orgasm in my entire life. I had to brace myself against the wall, so I would fall over. My legs were shaking and my body tingled all over.

              Holy…

As I sat on the floor, I let these amazing feelings wash over me one after another. I tried to get my breathing under control and tried to regain function in my body again.

I shook my head and wondered what had just happened.

I just masturbated to Jo masturbating.

I wondered what had made me stay.

I didn’t have to time to ponder on those thoughts because I heard Jo start to shuffle around the room. I got up on shaky legs and quickly made my way towards my own room.