“Yes!” Jenna cried out.
As suddenly as Larry’s enthusiasm started, he released her from his embrace. He sat up, still with his cock deep in Jenna, and put a hand on the small of her back. With gentle assertiveness, he turned the two of them and he dipped her on to her back. It was a much more successful dip than the one they tried during their dance earlier. Jenna’s head now rested on a soft pillow at the head of the bed and Larry was on top of her. He softly brushed her cheek with the back of her fingers. He fell onto her and they embraced in deep kisses. They were chest against chest. Larry’s pelvis rolled like gentle waves on the ocean and Jenna absorbed the energy. In this position, his penis reached even deeper and Jenna felt full and satisfied. Jenna ripped her lips away from Larry’s so she could take in a big gulp of air. Larry lifted his weight off of Jenna’s chest.
“I think I might come, Jenna,” he said.
Jenna’s heart was warmed. The chivalrous and gentlemanly Larry was still there despite succumbing to his carnal desires. Jenna nodded.
“Come. Come inside me.” she whispered kindly.
Larry accepted Jenna’s kindness and recommenced his thrusting. Their eyes were locked as Larry accelerated. Jenna whimpered and moaned to the thrusts. She looked down for a moment to see Larry’s cock disappearing and re-emerging from her in rapid succession. When she reconnected with his eyes, she could tell he wanted to say something. Again, she read his mind.
“Don’t wait for me. Come.”
Jenna put a hand against his heart, reassuring him with her touch.
“Come, my Sweetheart.”
An invigoration seemed to flush through Larry. He thrust assuredly, making Jenna writhe and whimper. With one last thrust he vocalized his climax and ruptured inside Jenna. Jenna could feel his cock throbbing and pulsating, and the warmth of his semen spread in her womanhood. These sensations tipped her over the edge and sparked her orgasm. Her pussy embraced Larry’s cock, making her feel his pulsations even more.
“Oh, Sweetheart,” Larry said to Jenna with his remaining strength.
Jenna couldn’t be happier hearing Larry call her that.
“Happy Father’s Day,” she said.
Larry retracted his flesh from Jenna. Once he did, a mix of their love juices oozed from her.
“I can get us towels,” Larry said.
Jenna gave a drowsy giggle. Larry was a good man through and through.
“No, Sweetheart,” Jenna said, “Hold me and sleep.”
~~~
Jenna stepped out of the shower, toweled off, and went back to the bedroom where a black dress was spread out on the bed. Larry brought that for Jenna from his daughter’s old closet. She threw the dress on and went downstairs where Larry had already whipped up a breakfast of eggs, toast, and orange juice. Jenna was famished from the physical exertion last night.
“The dress looks good on you,” Larry said, “You’re sure you’re OK with what happened last night? We had a lot to drink. I overstepped.”
“It’s fine,” Jenna said, “More than fine. Yes, we had a lot to drink but I knew what I was doing. We had a wonderful time. Well, at least I did…”
“No, of course. I had a wonderful time too,” Larry said shyly.
After Jenna cleared her plate, she collected her things and Larry accompanied her out to the door. She slipped on her heels and was ready to go.
“I don’t know how to ask this,” Larry said, “but what happens now? What happens with us?”
Jenna pondered the question.
“Well, I’d love more lessons on how to dance, whether that’s on the dance floor…or…”
“Or?” asked Larry.
Jenna stepped in close to Larry and whispered in his ear, “…or in the bedroom.”
Jenna gave Larry a kiss on the lips.
“Happy Father’s Day.”