Im up early and its because of him. Picked him up from the airport Saturday. He’s in town for Thanksgiving. Used to be weird having him and mom together after the divorce, especially after she started having her boyfriends join us for thanksgiving. But we got used to it.
I could tell he wanted it in the car. The way he was looking at me. I remember that fire in his eyes. The way his lips would get tight as he would look at my boobs and ass. If we had been alone in the car, I might have stopped on the way to the house.
But we weren’t.
This whole weekend we were never alone. SO he spent all day saturday, all day sunday, thinking about fucking me. He touched my ass at church. But someone was always around.
Until this morning. I felt him touch my foot. I woke and looked down. He was standing there, in his boxers, head poking out of the hole. I looked to hubby. He was still sleeping.
Got up, and he took me by the hand. We went downstairs, away from my bedroom and the guest rooms. He’s kissing my neck. mauling my boobs. He tells me he missed me.
I suck on his tounge as it finds my mouth. He pushes his fingers into my panties. I dont care that we are in the dining room. I move to his ear.
“Fuck me, daddy.” I say. He spins me around and bends me over the table. MY panties are pulled down. I feel him rubbing his cock on my slit. With a push, hes in me. Fuck I missed him in me. He spits on my ass and I feel his thumb pressing into it. I let out a little moan. He fucks me. He doesn’t last long, but then it was never about that. He cums in me. I feel him deflate. I go to stand, but he pushes me back down. He reaches for one of the decorative squashes I have on the table. He finds a longer one, not as round. He moves it to my pussy.
He fucks me with it. Hard. He asks me if I have cheated on hubby. I tell him yes. He grabs my hair. He makes me tell him. I tell him about my work fuck buddy. The table is starting to rattle. My pussy is making wet sounds.
I cum. After it subsides, I turn to him, and kiss him. Clean me he says.
I kneel. I take him in my mouth. He soft and spent. He cant get hard again at his age, but again, its not about that. I taste him and me. I clean him.
He smiles at me. “Good Girl.”
