Thanksgiving Break: Jonathan's Father Opens the door...

Leah didn't hear the door open to the room that Jonathan and she had called home while at Jonathan's parents. If she had been sober she might have turned her blurry doubled vision eyes toward the door to see Jonathan's father creeping in a drunken manner into the room clad only in some plain old man style white boxers. He quietly closed the door trying to be a stealthy **** James Bond.

Tommy turned to look at Leah. Leah was passed out cold. He slowly crept toward the bed and slid the blanket covering her to the side, revealing an ass the likes of which he hadn't seen in ages.

Her curves were perfect and the thong underwear she was wearing only further intensified the feeling of excitement for Tommy. When Leah hadn't moved after he slid the covers off her he slowly ventured forth a hand to rub Leah's perfect ass. He touched her ass timidly as he groped her.

That's a fine piece of ass for sure. He thought to himself. Damn I am jealous of that boy. Hmmmmmm that lucky bastard.

Tommy slowly moved into bed besides Leah after sliding his boxers down. The bed creaked as his older frame rocked the balance of the bed. Leah moved only for a heartbeat and Tommy froze on the bed ready to come up with some excuse of drunken old age delirium of why he may have appeared naked beside his future daughter-in-law. He nearly lost the boner he had completely before he realized Leah wasn't awake. He continued to caress her ass.

Tommy slipped a finger under her thong and he explored her womanly slit.

He moved his finger slowly inside Leah--he was worried she would wake up. She didn't. He continued to finger her slowly. Her body's natural reaction to such stimulation began to tell when Tommy felt his finger to become wetter and wetter.

Damn she is a horny bitch even when she is passed out. He thought to himself as he slowly moved his hips toward Leah. He found himself to be quite hard despite the **** and his age he was eager to feel what his son had been enjoying for so long. The excitement of the chance of getting caught added a different mixture of pleasure and fear.

He shimmied his way closer to Leah until his cock's head was against Leah's now wet slit. It was the moment of truth. He took in a deep breath and then slowly pushed himself inside Leah.

She didn't move.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he began to push further inside Leah. She let out a soft cooing sound but nothing more as she laid passed out after too much drinking. Tommy began thrusting ever so slowly. She was so tight and wet. He hadn't been inside a woman in a long time, his marriage having been a dead bedroom for years. The excitement spurned him to thrust faster. But still he knew he couldn't make too much noise to wake someone else or--worst of all Leah. He slowed his pace just in case. But even going slow Leah's tight pussy sent him ever onward to climax. He reached around slowly and felt Leah's breasts. He took a risk in squeezing them from under her shirt but he didn't care.

Leah groaned out something unintelligible as Tommy squeezed her breast even as he thrust. Leah didn't know what was going on as she enjoyed the sweet oblivion of sleep. Tommy wasn't sure how long he had slowly been thrusting his cock inside Leah. It could have been a minute or two it may have been half an hour--to him it was all bliss. Bliss that was soon going to reach the high point of his climax. Her pussy was so tight and welcoming to his old dick, her juices lubricating his aged cock as if to welcome his seed...but he had a choice to make...and soon.