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Chapter 95

What do I say?

Downplay it

“Not that many,” I minimize. She nods, but she looks unconvinced. I am about to ask her if she has a condom to alleviate any fear she might still have, but she seems to make up her mind and aligns my shaft with her warm, wet opening. She slides herself down, letting my cock slowly sink into her welcoming pussy. She lets out a throaty sigh as she feels herself fill up.

“Ohhhhh,” I groan, my chaffed rod feeling soothed by her juices. She lifts and lowers herself again, her thighs doing most of the work. I feel them flex under my hands, noticing the fitness progress she has made already. I glide my hands up them, to her ass, feeling them flex as she lets out soft moans. I cup her ass cheeks with hungry fingers, assisting her movements, urging her to let me in deeper. When she has taken most of me, I moan in response. “Oh, fuck.” As the words come out, I wonder if swearing during sex is acceptable to her.

I look up at her. She is biting her lip with her eyes closed. Her ample breasts sway under her shirt and bra. I reach up and squeeze her tits, locating the subtle nubs of her nipples. I love feeling the heavy sway, and the way her shirt clings to them as she works up a sweat. My massaging fingertips find their way to her nipples and pinch lightly. She moans sharply, leaning forward. After feeling her nipples stiffen, I grab her ass again, this time giving her a good spank. She yelps, smiling down at me for a second before closing her eyes again.

She rides me like she needs this. Whether or not she is willing to acknowledge that I her son’s best friend. Here and now, it doesn’t seem to be important to her.

I bury my face in her tits and she giggles at my enthusiasm. I grab her ass again, feeling the engaged muscle below a healthy layer of fat. I give it another squeeze and start thrusting up to meet her, driving in deeper than she had been taking me. The chair under me starts to creak from the strain. She moans louder, with her head upturned, showing me the sexy curves of her neck and collar bone. She lets go of one of my shoulders and leans back. She pulls her panties aside again, then rubs her clit to get herself over the edge.

I watch the tendons of her neck strain as her whole body stiffens and leans forward into me. She releases a shuddering choked-off groan next to my ear. I listen to the remaining air wheeze out of her lungs as her orgasm finally subsides. She limply wraps her arms around my head and takes her time getting her breath back, each hot gust on my neck giving me tingles. She sniffles and I feel a drop of water hit my shoulder.

“Thank you, Warren I needed that more than I knew,” she whispers. She loosens her arms slowly, then kisses my forehead. When she pulls away, She wipes her eyes. I want to return the kiss, but she is already getting up with both hands on my shoulders for support. “Wow, my legs feel like jello!” She gets her panties back in place and pull out the chair closest to her to collapse on. She is covered in sweat. “Does this count as Monday’s workout?” She asks wryly, anticipating a firm ‘no’ from me. “Oh!” She squeaks nervously as a strong wind gust pelts the kitchen window with hail.

I don’t reply right away, caught between cracking a joke about what our new workout routine is going to be, or making one about not leaving me hanging like this.

She groans wearily as she leans forward to pick her jeans up, then slowly pulls them on over weak legs, groaning again as she stands, hoisting and buttoning them. She drops back to the chair. She looks at me, shorts still bunched up around my waist, margarita in my hair and down my arm, chaffed cock still out and still mostly erect. I imagine my hair is a mess, too. “Oh man... You look like you someone took advantage of you.” Her smile slowly fades, then she cocks her eyebrows. “Oh my goodness... Did I...just take advantage of you?” Her eyes go wide and her hands go to her mouth. “Oh no, what have I done?” Mindy starts to panic.

I witness her teetering on the edge of her own guilty conscience. I can save her or destroy her with a word. The unexpected power makes my dick throb.

How do I answer?

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