As we both lay exhausted on the bed, my cell rang.
“Hello Dear, so, what have you been up to while we girls have been shopping till we drop?”
“Oh not much … just relaxing, reading a bit, took another nap … not much.”
“Well, we just pulled out of the parking lot. We’ll be back in an hour … actually longer, I have to stop and get gas … the warning light’s on.”
“OK, Dear. I’ll get the charcoal going and have the steaks ready to put on the minute you drive up.”
“Good … love you … bye.”
“Love you too, dear.”
“We have an hour before they get back. We should get showered.”
“Oh Jack … put it in me for just a few more minutes.”
“Honey, I can’t … look at the poor thing.” I was still very limp.”
Undaunted, Tara grabbed the bottle of lube, and squeeze a few drops on her finger tips. She leaned over me and started rubbing my ass. At the same time she sucked my limp cock into her mouth. As she sucked, she slipped first one, then two fingers inside me and finger fucked my ass much as I had finger fucked her pussy earlier, and in no time, I was hard again.
She rolled over on her back and pulled me on top of her, inserted my fairly hard cock in her wet pussy, then wrapped her arms around my shoulders locked her legs around my hips.
“Fuck me a little longer Jack …” She whispered as she nibbled on my ear lobe. “Just fuck me.”
It was a slow sensual fuck. Neither of us came again. Finally, I had to pull out and insist we get showers before everyone returned.
Before we headed up to showers, I dumped charcoal in the grill and lit it with the starter fluid. I didn’t like leaving it unattended, but I had no choice; we had to get our showers while charcoal got started.
When the car pulled up, Tara was making a nice salad. I had potatoes in the microwave cooking, and the steaks were ready for the grill, as promised.
The girls all showed us their purchases. Helen bought a new outfit too, even though she wasn’t going back to college.
After dinner we sat around the campfire once again. I got my guitar out and sang some old folks songs from my youth. Helen and our girls sang along with most of them. They grew up with that particular family campfire tradition, but Tara was mostly silent; I doubt she’d ever heard most of the songs.
Everyone went to bed early again, except of course, Tara and I. About an hour after Helen retired for the night, Tara asked me in a normal speaking voice if I would walk her up to the restrooms again as she had something to “take care of.” She made it sound like she was being shy about mentioning the period she wasn’t having. I got the flashlight and we walked up.
We went into the unisex bathroom again and Tara had my cock out as soon as the door closed. I fucked her fast and furiously by standing her up against the wall. I licked my cum from her cunt again — she could not do without this ritual now — and we quickly dressed. We weren’t gone too much longer than a normal trip to the restrooms, though we did have someone knocking on door as we fucked. A young woman with a baby was waiting outside as we exited. She gave us a very nasty look when she realized what an old guy and a young girl must have been up to.