“Oh, I think it will be more than just occasionally.” Jane chuckled. “I just don’t want you thinking or trying to change the status quo. I’ve never been happy with just one cock in my life. There will be others… just like before… though I don’t think there are going to be as many… and I certainly don’t want me to be your only source of pussy. I don’t like being pressured. I suppose we will just take it one day at a time and I’ll make the rules as we go.”
The following weeks proved fruitful for Joey. He never tried to fuck her bare, content to wear a rubber.
Jane, as she foresaw, and to Joey’s satisfaction, brought home few less suitors than she had been prone to do.
But she has something gnawing at her.
“I’m going to see your grandfather for about a week. I know you would like to come but I’m not going to take you this trip. I promise we will go back down in a few months. I’m leaving real early so if you want some pussy be home at 9:00 tonight.”
Fucked well, looking forward to seeing her father, Jane left the house for the walk to the bus station. She carried only her handbag as both she and Joey had clothes closeted at her father’s. Normally a 20 minute walk if walked briskly, Jane decided to zig-zag down two additional streets and walk slower in order to show off her seductive, hip swaying, walk to any neighborhood man who might observe her passing. As for any wife? Their jealousy would be icing on the cake. The bus driver and any other man she may note would undoubtedly look at her with desire in their eyes, feeling envy for the man sharing her bed.
“It’s been a while since you’ve come to see me, Jane.” Don said, as father and daughter settled onto the sofa to watch TV, after having a very nice dinner that Jane prepared. “I’ve missed you so much.”
“I’m sorry, Dad.” Jane returned. “Work has been hectic and Joey is a source of distraction. I have missed you too.”
Father and daughter watched TV for a couple of hours, chatting occasionally. Jane was soon snuggled up against his side, him, stroking her knee then thigh.
“Are you and Lois still an item?” She inquired.
“Yep!” Don answered, chuckling “Can’t get rid of the old witch.”
“So, she’s taking good care of you.” She asked, reaching to stroke his crotch, feeling it firm up.
“She tries, but I’m extremely happy to have you visiting.”
“You said she sold her car?” Making reference to the possibility of Lois stopping for some evening cock.
“Yes. You need not worry.”
Jane felt she had waited long enough. She fumbled with his zipper, pushed her hand inside his chinos, tenderly struggled inside his briefs, and pulled forth his erect cock. She began to stroke it slowly, “does that feel good?”, and did so for long minutes, causing his right hand to seek and rub her moist crotch. “You’re making me so wet!”.
“Dad, I think I will go take a shower. You will be coming to bed soon, won’t you?” Jane said, releasing his cock, patting her father’s arm, then, gently pulling his hand from beneath her skirt.
“I tell you what, darling. I will go a long with you and wash your back. We can use the master bath in my room and sleep in my bed. If you’re agreeable, of course.”