I said, “Dad, I want to thank you for allowing me to have sex with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. It is a college student’s dream come true. But I just want to be absolutely positive that you are really ok with this. I hope you know I would never do anything to hurt you.”
My dad looked like he was going to cry, but he didn’t. Instead, he said, “Thank you, son. I can’t tell you how much that means to me. That just reinforces my decision to let you become a surrogate husband for Heather, and to give her what I can’t. I want to make this perfectly clear. I want to make sure Heather is satisfied, and I want you to be the one to keep her satisfied. I thought about this long and hard, no pun intended, and I’m absolutely sure of my decision. You won’t be hurting me. You will be helping me.”
Well, that was settled. I was convinced my dad was ok with me fucking his soon to be wife, so if he was happy, I was happy. I couldn’t imagine going a week without fucking Heather. I really was addicted to her.
The first night my dad was home, Heather slept with him in his bed. She didn’t come in my room, and I hadn’t expected her to. The next morning, we had breakfast together and then I went to class. After my classes, I had wrestling practice, I lifted weights, then I took a shower and went home.
When dad and Heather got home, we had dinner, watched TV, and went to bed. Dad and Heather again went to the master bedroom, and I went to my room. I was lying nude on top of my sheets when I heard a light knock, and then Heather came into my room. She was wearing a see-through shorty nightgown which made my dick instantly hard. She smiled and got on my bed where she gave me one of her toe-curling kisses. She said, “Your dad’s asleep, but I made sure he was wearing his new headphones. I’ll make you a deal. If you eat my pussy, I promise to pay you back with a nice blowjob.”
Well, who the hell could pass up a deal like that? I moved down between her legs and started lapping. She was cumming in record time. After she had cum three times and thoroughly soaked my face, she traded places with me and sucked my dick until I had filled her mouth with cum. Of course, she swallowed it all down. After a short rest to catch my breath, I rolled on top of her, and we had a very pleasant, slow fuck. While I was pumping my cock in and out of her, she said, “Guess what?”
I said, “What?”
“I was telling your dad that you were a very good lover, and he never had to worry about me straying. He seemed pleased with that. But then he asked if I thought he might be able to watch sometime.”
I actually stopped fucking her and looked into her eyes. I said, “Are you shitting me? It’s not enough that he knows I’m fucking his soon-to-be wife, but now he wants to be a cuckold, too?”
“That’s what he said. What do you think?”
I resumed my stroking and said, “I don’t know. I need to think about that.”
Then she said, “Oh, guess what?”
“Heather, I’m not sure I can take any more surprises. I’m trying to concentrate on fucking you.”