Cassie was distracted for the rest of the day with constant thoughts of what happened that morning in the gym. There were so many mixed emotions and feelings. So many questions she wasn't sure she wanted the answers to, yet she longed to discover them. Even during more lucid periods when she had to interact with others she merely pushed the thoughts aside, only to have them return to priority one as soon as said interaction was done. She often went into autopilot with everything else, not really paying attention to it as the encounter dominated her thoughts. She'd find she'd have moments where she'd suddenly realize she was somewhere or that she'd just done something with no real memory of how it happened. Gradually throughout the day she tried to piece together the puzzle that was her intimate encounter with her mother. Not just an intimate encounter in fact, but an overtly sexual one. Confusion gave way to revelation as she went over the key moments she and her mother had shared over the past couple of weeks and Cassie didn't know how to take the conclusion she'd come to. There was no other explanation, but it was so wrong. How could this have happened? Cassie felt flushed at the thought of it all, her stomach twisting and yet her heart fluttering and a strange warmth and excitement spreading throughout her.

Cassie had to speak with her mother about this. She dreaded it, but it had to be done. It was the last step for Cassie to get this off her chest, no matter what the outcome was. When all tasks for the day were done she approached her mother's office door, and after steeling herself for whatever was to come she knocked on the door.

"Enter," came a stern response.

Cassie opened the door and it wasn't until it clicked close behind her that General Blade looked up from her paperwork at the newcomer. Sonya narrowed her eyes slightly at her daughter and then she shook her head, closed her eyes and sighed loudly. "I knew you'd eventually come before the day was out," she said.

"It wouldn't be the first time I've come for you today," Cassie said dryly, yet also in a somewhat disquieting manner.

"Please," Sonya responded as she held up one hand, seeming to wince slightly while also blushing. "Don't... make this more awkward than it already is."

"Can't be worse than how you reacted afterwards," Cassie said. She sounded more than a little bitter.

"Look," Sonya started firmly as she looked back at her daughter's face, frowning slightly. "This is all quite straightforward and simple. You're reading too much into things."

"Do tell," Cassie said, crossing her arms defiantly and jutting out one hip. She had to hear this one. She sounded angry, but she was on the verge of tears.

"This morning we just... helped each other out with a mutual problem," Sonya explained unwaveringly. "That's all it was. There was nothing emotional or personal about it. It was just two women sorting out a very primal need for each other to mutual benefit." A pause. "That's it."

"Bullshit!" Cassie growled back, slamming her hands down upon her mother's desk as she leaned down and in towards her.

"I'm sorry if my attitude in the wake of it upset you Cassie," Sonya said earnestly. "I may have come across as suddenly... cold. But there was no sense in pretending that it was anything more than it was: an outlet."

Cassie narrowed her eyes and looked at her mother's facial features carefully. "I don't believe you," the younger woman eventually stated.

"I don't care what you believe," Sonya countered. "It's the truth, whether you choose to accept it or not."

"Are you honestly trying to tell me that you felt... nothing about what happened between us?" Cassie said, clearly disbelieving her mother's claims.

"Physically, yes," Sonya admitted. "Emotionally. No."

"But I am your daughter," Cassie huffed with frustration.

"Which is precisely why what happened was nothing more than what I said it was," Sonya said. "All I did was help you, as you helped me. That's it." She paused. "Anything more than that would be incredibly wrong."

And there it was. Cassie had almost been convinced by her mother that her feelings had been completely one-sided. Sonya had managed to keep up her usual, unwavering stone-cold stare of seriousness that was usually an unbreakable wall of defense until then. But just after Sonya finished that last sentence, Cassie saw the subtlest hint of doubt briefly flash in her mother's eyes. It was so brief and elusive that it would have been all but impossible to detect if Cassie hadn't been studying Sonya so intently. Cassie's heart skipped a beat, and she gasped on the inside if not externally. It took her brain a few moments to decide how to proceed.

"No," Cassie said softly, confidence creeping into her voice for the first time since she'd entered the room. "You and I shared something special this morning. We connected on a deeper level than we've ever done before."

"You're being delusional," Sonya retorted. There was a brief moment of hesitation from the General, but Cassie noticed it. She also noticed the turning point: her mother was on the back-foot now.

"I'm not," Cassie said slowly, but more sure than ever. "I felt a special connection with you. And you felt it too."

She leaned in closer to her mother across the desk, causing Sonya to lean back in her chair defensively.

"You can't deny it. It was a bond so strong it was like our thoughts were totally entwined together."

"This isn't healthy Cassie," Sonya said. "You're imagining things. Seeing things that aren't there based on your own... problems and frustrations." She shook her head. "We should never have done that together."

"And yet we did," Cassie said with no shame at all. "And it was... wonderful."

"Cassie, I am your mother," Sonya said in a manner that was both firm and understanding. "If I was almost anybody else it probably would be wonderful, but that's not something that mothers and daughters should do together. Even when it's just to help each other out like we did."

"That doesn't make it any less special," Cassie said warmly as she leaned back off the desk and slowly started walking to her left. "Perhaps it makes it even more special."

Cassie rounded the desk and kneeled before Sonya as her mother turned around in her chair to face her daughter. The younger woman took the older one's hands in hers and held them to her chest. "I love you Mom."

"I love you too Cassie," Sonya said with a small smile, but worry in her eyes. "But that doesn't change the facts."

"No, you don't understand," Cassie said as she blushed slightly. She looked away for a moment before gazing back into her mother's eyes. "I mean... I love you." The blush deepened. "As in... I'm in love with you."

Cassie had done it. She'd let her mother know how she felt about her. The simple and yet also deep answer to the questions about her feelings that had plagued her most of the day. She was in denial as the revelation first hit her, but the more she thought about it, as wrong as it was it all made sense. The pieces all fit, even if it revealed a rather contentious image in the process. Cassie carefully observed her mother's face as she reacted to the bomb she'd just dropped: first Sonya's eyebrows raised and she blinked rapidly. Her own cheeks began to flush and her mouth open and closed like that of a goldfish's as she tried to find words, but came up short. She eventually shook her head very slowly before she finally managed to elicit a response.

"That's... that's crazy honey!"

"No Mom, it's not," Cassie said earnestly. "It's true. For the past few weeks, with this time we've been spending together and growing closer, I've felt better when I've been with you than I ever have before. At first I didn't know what it was, but the more time we spent together and the more we bonded, the more I gradually came to fall for you. You're everything I've ever wanted from a woman, and you were there the whole time. And when we looked into each other's souls this morning I felt a connection greater and deeper than merely mother and daughter, or than a soul mate. It was... transcendent! I spent all day thinking about it, and when the truth finally came and I realized my feelings for you, it was so crystal clear and obvious. It was like some great weight had lifted off my shoulders."

Sonya's expression seemed to soften at her daughter's confessions and she began to raise a hand towards Cassie's face, only to stop and jerk it back as she looked away from her daughter.

"You must be mistaken," Sonya said in almost a mutter. "You can't have those feelings for me. It's... impossible."

"It's not!" Cassie said adamantly. "Fuck! Why won't you believe me?!"

"Let's say I do," Sonya said. "What does that change Cassie? It's not like we can... can be together!"

"Why the hell not?!" Cassie asked frustratedly.

"Because I am your mother!" Sonya said as if the point were the most obvious in existence. "We can't be in a relationship like that. It's wrong, Cassie! I gave birth to you... raised you from a baby..." She sighed and shook her head then looked up at her daughter. "You're talking about incest."

"I'm aware of that," Cassie said. "I don't care. I love you. We wouldn't be hurting anybody. It's not like we're going to create some kind of inbred children or anything. What's the harm in a relationship like that?"

"What would people say?!" Sonya blurted out. "What of our careers?"

"They don't have to know," Cassie said simply. "It would be our secret."

"That's a big chance to take," Sonya said.

"It'd be worth the risk... for you," Cassie answered, looking at her mother lovingly. "I love you that much. The only reason for me not to see this through is for you not to feel the same way about me."

"Well then it's settled," Sonya said quickly. "Because I don't."

"I don't believe you," Cassie answered. She wasn't phased by Sonya's rejection at all, because she was confident it was lies. "Not after this morning."

"I already explained that," Sonya said with a frown, but also blushing more.

"I don't mean how we got each other off," Cassie said almost too casually. "I mean that moment we shared just before hand. The one I mentioned before. You must know what I mean, you experienced it too."

"Cassie I... I think you may be... reading too much into that," Sonya answered. She was clearly flustered through, and couldn't seem to come up with a firm defense on the matter. "I'm not denying that it was... special-"

"So it was special to you?" Cassie interrupted, leaning closer to her mother.

"Yes, it was," Sonya admitted. "But... it was a mother and daughter moment. A very strong one, and a very deep one. But that's... it..."

"It was more than that Mom," Cassie pressed. "You know it was."

Cassie looked deeply into her mother's eyes with genuine warmth and earnest love. Sonya stared back and Cassie could see her resolve gradually melting away.

"Cassie... please..." Sonya seemed to plead, shaking her head slowly as she seemed to tear up. It was like she was begging Cassie not to take her down this path, knowing that the point of no return wasn't far away.

"You shouldn't hide your feelings Mom," Cassie told Sonya. "Especially not now. You're worried about growing too old to find somebody, and that all your chances are behind you. And because of that, you're worried you'll be alone for the rest of your life."

Cassie took her mother's hands in hers again, pulling them to her chest. "Don't let this last opportunity pass you by," Cassie added. "I can be everything you want, and more. Not just for your sake either, but I because want to."

Sonya looked away and shook her head, though she let out a small sad chuckle as she did.

"What you say, Cassie. You make it sound so... wonderful," Sonya admitted with a shaky voice. "You paint this like some romantic fairytale or something. But we can't. It's... it's not right."

"Is giving up on a last chance at happiness right?" Cassie asked her mother. "This is it, Mom. I am it. Don't fuck this up."

"God! You're so like her," Sonya said with a long exhale. It was like she was keeping back the admission. "So much like Bridgette that it... hurts."

"If that's what it takes," Cassie said. "Then think of me as her."

"Huh?" Sonya asked.

"Don't think of me as Cassie," her daughter elaborated. "Put those thoughts out of your head. Forget it's your daughter and just think of Bridgette."

"I don't know," Sonya said reluctantly. But Cassie noted a hint of curiosity in there.

"Come," Cassie said, pulling her mother out of the chair and onto her feet. Cassie then pulled Sonya close to her, just enough for their chests to make contact. "Trust me."

Cassie hugged Sonya. "If you feel uncomfortable and want to stop, just say," Cassie assured in her mother's ear. "But until then, just close your eyes and think of Bridgette."

Sonya didn't say anything in response but after a few seconds she closed her eyes. She was wearing her sleeveless combat vest right now, though it was Cassie's mission to soon change that. The young Sergeant began to carefully encourage it off her mother's shoulders and down her arms. There was a little resistance from Sonya, or perhaps more accurately a strong tension that would reluctantly give way every so often. The important thing was that Cassie achieved victory as the garment dropped to the floor and she rewarded her mother with a gentle kiss on the now exposed shoulder, just near the strap of the gray military tank top Sonya wore. The peck resulted in the faintest sound of approval from her mother, making Cassie smile. As she pressed her lips to her mother's throat to plant another subtle smooch a second accepting noise was made from the recipient, causing Cassie's heart to flutter. Was she really doing this? Or more unbelievable, was her mother not just letting her, but enjoying it? These questions made Cassie tingle inside and feel warmer.

Cassie continued to slowly plant kisses in varied locations around her mother's neck, shoulders and upper chest. She both didn't want to rush things and scare her mother off, but she also wanted to savor the sensations. As the process continued she noticed her mother's audible reactions were gradually becoming louder and on top of that her breathing was starting to quicken ever so slightly. Cassie soon decided that not frightening and savoring was one thing, but there came a point where one had to move on. Tentatively she hooked her fingertips under her mother's right tank top shoulder strap and began easing it down her shoulder. Cassie planted a kiss where the strap once looped and her mother let out a soft sigh.

"Bridgette..."

Cassie smiled at the first word her mother had said since she started. This was working, and if Cassie was smart it would continue to work. Cassie planted a few more kisses across her mother's upper chest and throat, working her way over towards the other shoulder strap too. This time she grasped the thin loop of material in her teeth, pulling her face across and down to slip it off her mother's other shoulder. She kissed Sonya's shoulder where it used to be afterwards too, this time decided to suck at the skin a little before popping off. Again Sonya sighed in approval and called out her ex-lover's name. Cassie smiled before trailing kisses down the center of her mother's throat and upper chest, her fingertips starting to peel the upper hem of the now loosened garment down as she began to reveal the two peach orbs it once concealed. One pink-tipped sphere bobbed free, followed by another a couple of seconds later. After trailing the tip of her tongue down between them, Cassie leaned back to admire the impressive globes before her, marveling at the fact that despite her mother's age there was no signs at all that any perkiness was lost, probably due to their owner's lifestyle.

Cassie looked up to her mother's face to see Sonya still had her eyes closed and was just standing there with her mouth slightly open and her breathing quicker than normal. Cassie's attention shifted to the breast on her left first and she extended her tongue and flicked the tip of it across Sonya's already hard nipple. Sonya jumped a little which made Cassie giggle slightly and direct her eyes up to her mother's face, which she kept there to see her mother's expressions as she moved in and sucked onto the teat before her and began to suckle at it. Every so often she would tease it with her tongue or ever so lightly caress it between her teeth, actions which elicited positive responses from Sonya. It began to excite Cassie to both watch and hear her mother's expressions of approval, knowing that she was the one causing them. There was something so forbidden about it that just made it more stimulating.

"Oh Bridgette!" the General said after a particularly strong nipple nibble.

Cassie chuckled and continued to stimulate the teat, then shifted positions to begin on the other one. She suckled, licked and nipped at it for about a few seconds before she reached up and played with the first breast with her hand, gently massaging it. Sonya began to let out little gasps and Cassie felt her mother shiver. Then, after a couple of minutes of this Sonya groaned and placed her hand on the back of Cassie's head to encourage her, calling out a name breathily as she did. But it was not the same name she'd called out up until then.

"Oh! Oh Cassie..."

Cassie detached from the saliva-coated orb with a slurp and looked up at her mother. "Think of me as Bridgette," she encouraged. "Remember?"

Cassie resumed pleasuring the breasts before her, but it was only a few seconds before her mother spoke again.

"Maybe... I don't want to want to imagine that it's Bridgette." There was a pause. "Or anybody else."

Cassie stopped and looked up towards her mother's face. Sonya's eyes were open and she was staring vacantly across the room. There was a thick quiet moment before she looked down at her daughter's face, her cheeks reddening as they made eye contact. Sonya's eyelashes fluttered with abashment before a small smile came to her lips.

"Maybe I want it to be... who it really is," she said.

Now it was Cassie's turn to blush. But at the same time she felt a pleasant warmth spread throughout her at hearing that admission.

"I know that it's wrong, but why does that turn me on even more?" Cassie asked.

Sonya's cheeks bloomed and her expression matched that of a person ashamedly indulging in a guilty pleasure. "Maybe it does because it's wrong," Sonya said. "There can be a certain thrill to engaging in something... forbidden."

Cassie felt even more aroused at hearing Sonya say that, and her mother reached down to encourage her to raise back up to eye level with her, pulling her close as their eyes met at near equal level. Sonya stroked Cassie's cheek softly and blushed again as she stared lovingly into her daughter's eyes.

"I want it to be you, Cassie," she admitted. "Only you." She paused and a more carnal glint flashed in her eyes. "Now kiss me. Not as anybody else but as my beautiful daughter. But do it like no daughter should kiss their mother."

"Mom..." Cassie breathed huskily as she leaned in and pressed her lips to Sonya's.

It was not the first kiss they'd shared, but it was the first one that crossed the line from being merely mother-daughterly affection and into the realm of romantic and sexual love. Cassie moaned at the pleasurable sensations, melting into her mother's mouth with her own as she experienced what she deemed to be the best kiss she'd ever had. And then her mother's tongue slipped into her mouth and pressed against her own to make it even better. It was so soft, sensual and slippery and Cassie felt the tingle between her legs growing as light wet smacks and slurps drowned out all other sounds. The experience wasn't just one of hunger or lust, but extremely gentle and loving. More romantic than passionate, though there was a lustful hint to it. Cassie pressed against her mother with want and need, running her hands across her back and then exploring further to squeeze one of Sonya's buttocks. She felt her mother swing one leg over her hip and squeeze her closer, their breasts pressing firmly together. After a few minutes of this the two parted and stared into each other's eyes, both blushing again as they again fully realized who they'd been doing this with.

"I can't believe we just... did that," Sonya said. "That I've been making out with my own daughter."

"We've only scratched the surface Mom," Cassie said breathily and she leaned in and pressed her lips to Sonya's throat, causing her mother to moan a little. "You're so beautiful," Cassie added as a suggestive whisper.

"You're too kind," Sonya said with embarrassment. "I'm not exactly a Spring Chicken any more."

"You've aged gracefully Mom," Cassie responded, planting another kiss on her mother's upper chest. "You're a fucking MILF." She paused. "Quite literally from my perspective."

"Oh Cassie!" Sonya breathed, giving into the sensations of her daughter's lips on her skin. "This is so wrong!" A gasp. "So wrong! Why am I..."

Sonya trailed off and groaned again as Cassie twisted both of her nipples firmly and nibbled at the nape of her neck. Cassie smiled wickedly and leaned back. "Because it turns you on," she answered the never-finished question.

"I know but... it shouldn't," Sonya said, only to press in and kiss Cassie again. They parted and Cassie ran her tongue up from her mother's jaw to her temple.

"Fuck! So... wrong..." Sonya let out between gasps. A carnal moan from deep within her sounded and she turned to her daughter, hunger in her eyes. "But so good," she said before kissing Cassie again forcefully. Unlike the kiss they'd shared earlier, this one was far more primitive and lust-fuelled.

Cassie broke the kiss after a good twenty seconds, backing away as she stared into her mother's eyes lecherously. She reached up and unclipped the catch at her throat, then moved down to unclasp each of the straps that stretched across her torso. Sonya just watched as Cassie then took the zipper at her throat and slowly slid it down, leaning forward at the point her cleavage came into view to give her mother as generous an eyeful as possible.

"Enjoying the view Mom?" Cassie said with a playful wink as the zipper reached her naval.

"You're gorgeous Cassie," Sonya admitted with a slight stammer. "You've grown up so much."

"I take after you," Cassie said earnestly with a hint of passion. "Now it's your turn to enjoy the forbidden fruit of your loins."

Cassie peeled back her tactical combat bodysuit at the chest, the material stretching open and sliding off of her shoulders, then soon afterwards ejecting her firm breasts which jutted in her mother's direction. Cassie winked as she stepped closer to the woman in front of her, and she took each other her mother's hands, bringing them up to her face where she kissed them. Sonya had been a statue from the moment she saw her daughter's exposed chest.

"I suggest you start with the melons," Cassie said sultrily. "They're ripe for the squeezing."

Cassie moved Sonya's hands to her breasts, placing her mother's palms on them. As soon as Sonya started squeezing Cassie moaned and gave her mother a hungry look of encouragement.

"It's been so long since I've done this," Sonya said with warm gratification. "I never thought I'd touch another pair again." A pause and blush. "They feel so good."

"And what you're doing feels even better," Cassie said hungrily before kissing her mother's lips again.

"I can't believe I'm rubbing my little girl's breasts," Sonya said erotically as the kiss broke. "This is insane."

Sonya pressed her lips to Cassie's in a firmer, hungrier kiss. Their tongues entwined again and they drew closer. Sonya felt Cassie's knee press between her legs and slide against her crotch. She moaned and opened her eyes, blushing again at the sight of her daughter's face so close to hers. Sonya broke the kiss and leaned back, letting go of Cassie's breasts as she did.

"Cassie... wait..." Sonya said reluctantly, but forcefully.

Cassie stopped, looking at her mother curiously. "Something wrong?" she asked earnestly. "Please don't say you have regrets?"

"No," Sonya said with a deep sigh. "It's not that. Not really. Well... kind of..."

Cassie looked hurt at that, so Sonya breathed in deeply and tried to give her daughter the most reassuring look she could. She placed her hands on Cassie's shoulders and looked into her daughter's eyes deeply.

"Cassie. Honey," she began. "This is all very wonderful and exciting and... arousing, but... it's a lot to take in and accept at once. I'm suggesting that perhaps we should... slow it down a little. Not jump into the deep end of the pool all at once." A pause. "Do you understand?"

"I do," Cassie said honestly. "Truth be told, I was probably moving a little fast myself. I was just afraid that if I didn't I would... lose you."

Cassie's stare then grew more salacious and she put her bottom lip. "Also... it's hard to stop once we got started. You have no idea how much you turn me on... Mom."

The last word in Cassie's sentence combined with that stare sent a shiver through Sonya's core that went straight to her sex. She shook it off, worried that she too may have problems putting the brakes on if things like that kept happening.

"Thank you honey," Sonya said, pulling Cassie into a warm hug. "I'm glad you understand. We'll... resume this newfound relationship soon, I promise."

"Okay," Cassie said. "Do you mind if I do one last thing however?"

The hug ended as the two looked at each other from arm's length, Sonya curiously while Cassie looked rather naughty about something. "What's that?" Sonya asked, almost afraid to from the sounds of it.

Cassie stared intently at her mother's eyes then slipped one hand down the front of her own bodysuit and down inside where the zipper ended. She moaned for a moment, still watching her mother's face as the older woman looked down and suddenly jerked her eyebrows upwards at the very moment that Cassie groaned. Cassie retracted her hand and raised it before her mother, holding two glistening fingers in front of Sonya's nose. Cassie let out a small giggle and licked her lips, taking in the wide eyes and crimson cheeks before her.

"A parting gift for you Mom," Cassie said, and she used the thumb on her other hand to gently encourage Sonya's mouth open. "Think of it as a taste of things to come."

Cassie emphasized the last word and at the same moment slipped the dewy coated fingers into her mother's mouth, pressing them against her mother's tongue. She felt her mother shiver as the older woman hesitantly ran her tongue along her digits. Sonya then softly sucked at them, until Cassie slowly slid them out with a cheeky smile, watching her mother's expression change from shock to curiosity and then to arousal over the exchange.

Before Sonya could respond Cassie stepped back and zipped up her bodysuit again, clipped it back in place in a rather casual manner. "I guess I'd best be off," she said. "I look forward to our next... training session."

With that Cassie turned and winked over her shoulder at her mother, then sashayed out the door with a deliberately sexy swing of her hips and rear end. Sonya just looked on, admiring Cassie's figure and flirtatious movements in the becoming attire that she'd once initially chastised her daughter for on the basis that it was "too tight" in her mind. She had no such complaints now, except for the fact that it all just disappeared from her view as the door closed behind Cassie with a lonely click. Sonya had literally only had a taste of her daughter, and she abashedly wanted more. For the moment though, she was going to have to wait. But she knew she was going to be giving herself quite the session with her fingers that evening. And it was not going to be Bridgette she pictured in her mind's eye this time.