I moved off her and turned her around, sliding my cock into her mouth, telling her to lick it clean. She readily agreed and licked my cock and ball sac clean of the mixture of our cum. Finally I pulled my cock from her mouth and she grunted her displeasure.
“How long till you can go again?” she asked, smiling.
“You know not tonight,” I laughed, “but my door will always be open for you.”
“I will take you up on that, but right now I need to get home, I told Stacy that I wouldn’t be out late.” Betty said getting up and rubbing her sore pussy.
“Well don’t be a stranger.” I said, reaching out and pulling at her nipple.
Betty stopped by my house several times over the next couple weeks and every encounter was a little wilder then the last. She loved to be fucked in the front room by the window and just the thought of it had her wet before she even came in. Every time we fucked she would beg me to fuck her the same way, doggy style in front of the open window. I didn’t mind and the thought of being caught by someone driving by was exciting. On a couple of occasions I was sure I saw some movement outside but never was quite sure, that is until I talked to my daughter one day.
Stacy stopped by every couple of days and we would talk about different things. I would ask about her plans now that she was out of school and if she was dating anyone. She always replied the same, she didn’t know, maybe get a summer job and her social life was pretty slow, with her friends either having a job or planning on going to college.
One Friday evening around 7 Stacy stopped by with tears in her eyes. I sat her down on the couch and we talked. She was upset about her social life and the fact that she never had any dates. I was quick to point out that she was a very attractive lady and that soon guys would be beating down her door to get a date with her. I also pointed out what a nice figure she had and compared her to her mother.
Stacy replied that she wasn’t the same as her mom, and winked at me and said, “My tits are bigger.”
“Well I wouldn’t know about that, and I haven’t seen your mother in several months.”
“Bull shit Daddy,” she replied laughingly, “Mom stops by here at least 4 times a week, that much I know.”
“What makes you think that Stacy?” I quizzed, unsure where this conversation was headed.
Stacy began, “Well Dad, one night I went out looking for Mom, she didn’t return home when she told me she would and I saw her car here driving by. I thought that she was talking to you about me and wanted to know what was going on.”
“Ok, your Mom has stopped by here, we talk and still enjoy each others company from time to time.” I said, still unsure where she was headed with this conversation.
Stacy laughed, “So that’s what you call it? Talking? Looked more like some serious fucking going on if you ask me.”
“That will be enough from you, young lady.” I stammered, unsure what she had seen.
“Hey Dad, its ok with me if you and Mom are still interested in sex, Mom was starting to turn into a homebody lately. She never went out and I was kinda relieved she was at least being safe having sex with you, instead of picking someone up.”