Shanna bristled at the accusation. “Don’t try to blame this on me!”
“I’m not! I’m just trying to explain what happened. She took her shirt off and was really coming after me when Bobby and his girl started making a lot of noise in another room. She backed off and suggested we go take a look. I thought anything that got her to stop trying to kiss me would be a good thing. So we went to find them.”
Shanna could clearly see where this was leading. Strangely, it all made a twisted sort of sense. The understanding vented some of the steam out of her anger and allowed her to believe in Dave’s guilty pain.
“And you found them,” she prompted.
Dave opened his hands helplessly. “It was just so hot! Bobby was getting a dildo worked up his ass while this woman sucked him off. I’d never seen anything like it. I just stared at the two of them and my cock was so hard, and...”
He dropped his eyes, unable to face her. “And before I knew it she had my dick out of my pants and in her mouth. I knew I should stop her but...”
Shanna was surprised that she felt some sympathy for him beside her anger. “Did you fuck her?” she asked.
“No!” Dave said. “She spread her legs and said it was her turn, but I just couldn’t do it! I didn’t want her, I wanted you!”
Dave finally looked up at Shanna’s face, but whatever he saw there frightened him. He snatched up his bag and left the room and Shanna was too hurt and angry to try and stop him.
He fled down the hall and turned toward the front door.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” Stevie shouted.
Shanna couldn’t hear Dave’s response, but she saw Stevie run down the stairs following him toward the front door. “Get back here, you bastard!”
“She doesn’t want me here!” Dave shouted back.
“Of course, she does, you idiot! Why don’t you tell her what really happened? I seduced you and Bobby egged us on! Nobody fucking believed you had a girlfriend! And you didn’t know what to do because you promised you wouldn’t tell anyone about Mom.”
Shanna hadn’t thought this could get worse, but she was wrong. Stevie had slept with Dave not once, but twice. Without making a conscious decision to do so, Shanna found herself moving forward to join Stevie and Dave by the front door.
“I hate you for letting me blow you today,” Stevie told him, “but I’ll never forgive you if you leave without making things right with Mom.”
“I tried to tell you but…”
“You could have said no!”
“I did say no,” Dave protested, “but you wouldn’t listen. And you’re so damn like her—the way you talk, the way you move, the way you look—and Shanna and I can’t get ten fucking minutes at a stretch to actually be alone together!”
“Dear God,” Stevie said. “Please don’t tell me the only reason I half way succeeded in seducing you is that I look and sound like my mother.”
Dave stopped shouting. “I’m sorry, Stevie. I really do love her, but all I’m getting is table scraps worth of time with her. It’s so damn frustrating. Even last night when everyone was supposed to be away, you had to come home early and we had to scramble to keep you from catching us. Then you came into my room and I honestly thought you were her, until you kissed me and then it was a bit awkward trying to figure out how to put a stop to things when you were already riding my cock.”
“But you did get to make love to me last night,” Shanna reminded him as she joined the two by the front door.
“No, I didn’t,” Dave shot back. “I snuck my way into your bed and you helped me get off, but that’s not making love. You were so damn worried that Bobby or Stevie would catch us that you kicked me right back out before we’d really gotten started. I was rock hard again before I was halfway back to my bed.”
Stevie winced. “Maybe it would be better if I didn’t hear all of these details.”
For some reason, the absurdity of Shanna’s situation suddenly struck her and she began to laugh.
The laughter clearly confused Stevie even as it infected her. “What’s so funny, Mom?”
“You are!” Shanna told her. “You keep telling me you want me to sleep with Dave, but now you’re utterly opposed to hearing any details.”
“It’s just, I don’t-”
“You didn’t mind telling me about you and Jackson,” Shanna reminded her.
“That was different,” Stevie said. Her own laughter grew more intense. “That was me!”
“So I guess you’re not interested in knowing that Dave was hiding naked in the basement the whole time you were down there talking to me New Year’s Eve?” Shanna asked.
Stevie’s eyes grew wide. “No way!” She turned to look at Dave. “Where were your clothes?”
“Where you found my billfold,” he admitted.
Stevie whirled back to face her mother. “You were fooling around outside in January?”
The laughter was helping Shanna start to feel better about things. It just felt good to have this out in the open. “All I’ll say about that is that technically it was still December and it is really cold outside when you’re not wearing any clothing.”
Stevie just gaped.
“You are so hot,” Dave told Shanna as he slipped his arms comfortably around her waist, “that I didn’t even realize how cold it was until we came back inside.”
Shanna snuggled up against him and rested her cheek on his chest. “Your dick sure did. Honestly, I still can’t figure out how a man as large as you could get so small.”
“TMI,” Stevie laughed, “TMI.”
“Why don’t we try this,” Shanna suggested. “Let’s come over here and sit on the couch and figure out what we’re going to do.”
She led the way with Dave and Stevie following her. Dave settled down between the two women with his thigh nestled up against Shanna’s.
“Now, let me ask you a question, Stevie,” Shanna said. “You just said you hated Dave. I can’t date a man my daughter hates. Did you mean it?”
Stevie thought about it for a moment before she answered. “No, I’m angry, I’m embarrassed, but I don’t hate Dave.”
“Are we still dating?” Dave asked.
“I’m trying to decide that, Sweety,” Shanna said. “I still love you, but I’ve got to figure out if the pleasure you bring me is worth all of the confusion and pain.”
“Is it?” Stevie asked.
Shanna honestly didn’t know. “What do you think? Both of you? I keep trying to think about what happens after next week when Dave goes back to college with Bobby. Are we even going to see each other again? Do I really want to see you again? My heart and my body say yes, but my mind keeps screaming that I’m crazy. I mean, does it really make sense to put off the chance of meeting a man my own age to maintain this relationship with Dave?”
“I love you, Shanna,” Dave told her, as if that simple statement answered all of her questions.
“I know you do, Sweety, but love really isn’t everything.”
“It’s a tough question, Mom,” Stevie said. “Can I ask you something? Why make it so complicated? Why not just fuck each other’s brains out for the rest of the week and then agree that you can see other people until you get together again?”
“I don’t want us to see other people!” Dave said.
Shanna didn’t like the thought of Dave seeing other women either. “That sounds like something Loren would suggest,” she said. “She’s always encouraging me to see this relationship solely in terms of sex.”
“Well if you don’t believe you have a real future together,” Stevie said, “sex is all you really have.”
“I want a future with Shanna,” Dave said.
Shanna stroked his face. “I know you do, Sweety, but Stevie’s just asking us to face reality. I’m twenty-three years older than you and I’m not going to get married again. One day you’re going to want children and quite frankly, I’ve already raised mine.”
Dave looked c
restfallen.
“I’m not rejecting you, Sweety. I’m just telling you how it is. I would love to keep making love to you, but I can’t promise you much more than that.”
“I’ll still help you with Bobby,” Stevie promised. “In fact, if you could stand the act, Dave and I could pretend to be going out. That way Bobby won’t think it funny when he disappears to come back to you.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Dave and Shanna said together.
“Yes, it is,” Stevie said.
“No, it isn’t,” Shanna insisted. “It’s not fair to you, Stevie. You were interested in Dave. You may still be interested. It’s not fair to you to make you pretend. We’ll figure out a way to handle Bobby.”
“It’s just more secrets,” Dave complained. “We can’t have anything if we can’t come out in the open.”
“We can have sex,” Shanna told him—shocked by how much she sounded like Loren. “And we can have a little secret intimacy.”
“That’s not enough!” Dave insisted.
“But it’s all we’re going to get,” Shanna said.
“I-”
“Sweety,” Shanna interrupted him. “The choice is yours. Do you want my love and my body? Or do you want to walk away? You can have the first, but only on my terms. If you can’t handle that, it’s better to end things now before it gets even harder.”
She stroked his cheek again to take the sting out of her words.
He caught and kissed her hand. “I-”
“Yes or no?” Shanna insisted.
“I’m not going to date other women,” Dave insisted.
“You don’t have to,” Shanna said. “But if you’re going to keep seeing me you have to agree to continue to keep our love secret.”
“All right,” Dave agreed. “Anyway you’ll have me, I’m yours.”
Shanna kissed him. Her tongue traveled deep inside his mouth, searching, probing, sucking.
Dave’s left hand settled on Shanna’s side, but it didn’t remain there for long. It slid up her shirt on a beeline for her breast where his thumb began to gently circle the contour of her nipple, teasing it to life beneath her shirt and bra. Her own hands went to Dave’s chest, bracing herself against his hard muscles.
She broke the kiss, unconscious of her deeply satisfied smile. It felt so good to be in control.
Dave continued to kiss her cheek, her jaw, the nape of her neck. His thumb continued to delicately tease her nipple, encouraging it to stand up proud beneath her shirt.
Stevie cleared her voice. “I think you’d better go into Dave’s room. I’ll…run cover if Bobby suddenly comes home.”
Shanna knew she was smiling like an idiot, but Dave’s lips on her neck felt that good. “Thank you, Sweety, I love you.”
“I love you too, Mom,” Stevie told her. “I even love this big lug for making you happy.”
Shanna stood and pulled Dave up with her. His lips covered hers again, completely oblivious to Stevie’s continued presence. His right hand slid down her back so that it could cup and squeeze her ass.
“Get a room!” Stevie reminded them.
Shanna started to break away, but Dave held her fast. He kissed the other side of her neck and slid his hands beneath her T-shirt, running his palms across her stomach and up her sides.
“You know,” Stevie warned them, “Bobby could come through that door at any second. That wouldn’t make a good end to all of this.”
Shanna immediately pushed Dave away. “Stevie’s right! We just got done agreeing to do this my way and here you are breaking the rules again.”
“Maybe you should talk to Loren about training him,” Stevie suggested. “She has a lot of experience with younger man and all sorts of ways to keep them in line. Has she told you any of her stories? Dildos up the ass? Not letting them cum?”
“Okay,” Dave said. “We’ll go in the bedroom.”
He began to lead Shanna away, but this time she resisted. “I’ll have to ask Loren more about it,” she told. “Maybe I can borrow a pair of handcuffs.”
Stevie laughed. “If you really want them, I have a pair.”
Shanna had had too many surprises today to let this one throw her. “Not today, Sweety, today I’m going to ride my man like a cowgirl and then let him take me like a dog.”
Stevie’s mouth gaped for a moment and then she started laughing again.
Chapter Four
The moment the door to the guest room was closed, Dave was up against Shanna pulling her shirt up toward her head.
Shanna kept her arms down to frustrate his efforts. “No, Sweety, we did it hard and fast the last two times. Now, we’re going to take our time.”
She kissed him, thinking about how she would like to begin. His cock was already hard in his pants again, so much as she would’ve liked to play with it, it was best to keep it zipped up for the time being. She concentrated instead upon other parts of his anatomy, trailing her fingernails around the contours of his pecs, exploring the firmness of his abs, squeezing the tight cheeks of his ass. The contact with her lover electrified her, stimulating her own body with anticipation and the counter sensations sparked by Dave’s roaming hands.
She broke the kiss and sat back on the end of the bed. She wished that she was wearing a skirt and not these sweat pants but there was nothing to be done about it. She lifted one bare foot to Dave and he came instantly down on his knees to fondle it in his hands.
He was creative using his lips and tongue to search out the sensitive places while his strong hands began kneading the muscles at the back of her calves. She closed her eyes and let her head lull back as she surrendered to his fingers.
Dave gently rolled Shanna over off her elbows so that she stretched out on her stomach over the mattress. His fingers continued to work their magic on her legs, loosening taut muscles and relaxing her body. He came temptingly close to the warmth and wetness between her legs, but somehow passed by without even brushing her lower mouth.
Her sweats slid halfway down her butt, ostensibly to make room for his fingers at the base of her spine. Then, he traveled slowly up her back over the top of Shanna’s clothing, meticulously stealing all of her ability to resist or control his advances.
The fingers on her neck and shoulders were by far the best, patiently working out all of her kinks and muscles while he straddled her with his strong thighs and the promise of much more to come.
By the time Dave rolled Shanna onto her back, she had given up any thoughts of riding him. Her body was so deliciously relaxed that she didn’t think she could sit up much less play cowgirl. Dave’s fingers continued to work at her shoulders and upper arms. Her breathing grew increasingly relaxed. Her nipples and breasts were full and happy and the warmth between her legs radiated out through her body in gently lapping waves.
She didn’t resist when Dave removed her shirt. A sleepy mind expected him to move directly to her breasts and nipples, but she misjudged him. He didn’t even touch her bra, but worked his way down to her hips and legs. He slid her sweat pants down before him, but left her moist panties in place.
Dave kissed her ankles, slipped back down to her feet, and then began to work his way up again. He was patient, taking the time to discover the spots that made her twitch and squirm, paying special attention to the latter areas so that Shanna unconsciously spread her legs wider as his mouth traveled higher up her body.
Her eyes were closed, but she imagined steam rising to meet him as he finally reached the edge of her panties. One finger hooked the silk fabric—careful not to touch her labia—and lifted away from her moist flesh so that cooler air could brush against the hot lips within.
Dave blew gently into the new opening and Shanna’s whole body trembled. Then, he let the panties fall back in place, skipping over her whole groin to lick and kiss her stomach.
Shanna pushed lazily at Dave’s head, trying to redirect his attention lower on her body.
Dave ignored her. Instead he licked his way
on up Shanna’s torso. He didn’t completely ignore her breasts this time, but neither did he try and remove her bra.
By the time Dave reached Shanna’s upper lips, his fully clothed body was stretched full out against the side of her mostly naked one. His fingers began to roam, tickling the sides of her breasts before surfing down to caress her through the silk fabric of her panties. He came tantalizingly close to her clit and labia but never actually brushed against it.
When Shanna tried to move his hand directly onto her pussy, Dave responded by rolling her back onto her stomach and straddling her, scraping her sensitive flesh with the rough fabric of his jeans. His fingers began to massage her again, kneading away her tension ahead of his questing lips.
They found her bra strap and fumbled to open it, allowing Dave to kiss the newly uncovered flesh as he slid lower down her body.
Her panties got in the way so he hooked them lower, exposing her cheeks and allowing him access to the sensitive crevice between them.
Dave pulled them down lower on to Shanna’s thighs, exposing her anus and baring her pussy to the soft sheets and the cool air that slipped in between her thighs.
Dave continued to ignore the region, concentrating instead on the tiny rim of Shanna’s anus. He spread her cheeks wide apart and began to flick the sensitive flesh with the sharp tip of his tongue. Shanna’s butt tried to clench in response, but Dave’s strong fingers held her open, keeping the tiny hole exposed and vulnerable as he continued to explore her.
She began to tremble, unable to squelch the delicious tremors shaking her groin.
Dave got up on his knees and took off his shirt. Then he kicked off his shoes and pushed down his jeans. Completely naked, his impressive erection once again jutted out over Shanna’s dark body.
He propped her lower half up on her knees and then carefully spread her thighs. Shanna’s whole body began to quake in anticipation of that monstrous cock, but Dave didn’t give it to her. Instead, he sank down on his stomach and began to lick the surface of her labia, where it peaked out between her legs.
A spasm shook Shanna’s pussy, releasing a drop of moisture on to Dave’s eager tongue.
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