Michael's father

Mike soon returns to the living room, followed closely by a man in a suit, who you recognize as his father Peter.

As your friend returns to his game, you wave to Peter with one hand, using the other to push his wife's head further down on your shaft.

"Hey John," he says, flashing you a smile. "Seems like I haven't seen you in a while. How's life?"

"Not bad," you reply with a nod, barely managing to keep your composure while your cock bumps against the back of April's throat. "Great, actually. Everything seems to be going my way today. What about you?"

"Oh, I'm pretty good too. Busy day, but I got to come home in time for lunch, so I can't complain." He hangs up his coat, then points to the naked woman between your legs. "Do you mind if I join you? Barely had time for my secretary today."

You shake your head, still holding hers down with one hand. "Sorry, but I'm going to be using her for a while." She's beginning to drool, the sticky mixture of pre-cum and saliva dripping onto your pants; you can't bring yourself to care about the mess.

"No problem," he says. "So, how're your studies going? You're still at school, right?"

"Yeah, I'm...wait a sec," you say, cutting yourself short as you feel your orgasm approaching. Grabbing April with both hands, you push your hard shaft deep inside her, pumping wave after wave of cum down her throat. "Oh God, fuck...take it, you fucking slut!" you shout, nearly laughing at your own words as you get carried away in the moment.

Releasing her head, you lean back and go limp. She lingers for a moment, then pulls off your cock, taking her time as her wet, inflated lips slide towards your tip. Finally, she releases you from her mouth with a 'pop' and smiles up at you. Her face is a mess, slimy with spit and seed, and as she licks some of the mixture off her lips, still more is sliding off her chin and onto her round breasts.

"Thank you," she says, giving you a little wink. Despite cumming seconds ago, you feel your dick twitch as she expresses genuine gratitude for the load you just gave her. Turning her head, she looks over at Peter. "Welcome home, hon," she says, finally acknowledging her husband.

"Hey, baby," he replies, taking a seat in a nearby recliner. "So, John, what were you saying?"

"Never mind that," you say, running a hand through April's shining blonde hair as she continues to kneel obediently. Even after stealing her away from Michael, you just can't believe how generous Peter's being with his wife. All this priority treatment you're getting is going to your head...you make a mental note to thank Charles for the unexpected bonus if you ever see him again. You're curious as to how far this treatment goes, though, so you decide to make a special request.

"There's something else I'd like to talk to you about," you say, looking back up at Peter.

"I'm all ears," he states with a neutral looking expression. The sudden change in atmosphere seems to have captured April's imagination as she looks at you curiously.