Amy and Mike became lovers. Neither of them thought that they were life-long partners. They both were responding to the life in each other and their own needs. Amy now slept in Mike’s bed but kept her separate room just in case. Amy knew much about sex in the abstract but little about sex in application. At first, she was surprised how difficult it was to become a good lover for Mike. But she tried and she learned and soon she was making his toes curl and he was doing the same for her. Because of her background, she didn’t think anything was off limits. If it was fun it was fine. The first time she gave him a blowjob and slipped her finger into his ass for a prostate massage he thought it was going to blow the top of his head off. Just one more thing she had learned watching her mom at work.
Lying in bed after making love, they would talk about the future. Amy had typical girlish dreams about whom she would marry. She also had definite ideas that Mike ought to get married. She told him more than once that she wanted to leave him in good hands. She suggested a couple of her teachers as possible mates but Mike always managed to avoid those entanglements. He was quite happy with Amy as his lover. Even though he knew some day she would need to leave the nest, he was happy and he made Amy happy and that was all that mattered.
It was a few months later that Mike got some bad news. A computer consultant was coming to their office. Apparently, the home office was upgrading their software. A computer upgrade would cost him untold productivity. There’s nothing like an upgrade to set you back to square one. ‘Shit,’ he thought. ‘I’ll have to upgrade at home too.’
The consultant showed up the following week. She was working at the office the first couple of days and Mike managed to avoid going in. But on the third day, the switch was thrown and he couldn’t integrate his code with code already on the system. He was dead in the water. Amy was home working on her homework when she heard the agonized, “FUCKING SHIT!” from Mike’s home office.
He went into the office the next day. He met with the consultant, Rhonda, an attractive woman, and she suggested she come to his house to help him set up the software. He gladly accepted.
She arrived the next morning. By three, when Amy arrived, they had managed to get the software booting without blowing up his entire system. By five they actually had it working. Amy heard the cheers and came down to see what was happening.
“Geez, you guys are making noise,” she said.
“Damn right. It’s working,” he said.
“Does that mean you’re done?” she asked.
He and Rhonda exchanged a glance. “We ought to test it a little more, but yeah, I think we have it whipped,” she said.
“It’s almost dinner. Maybe you should stay,” Amy suggested to Rhonda.
Surprised, she glanced at Mike and realized he was equally surprised. “Oh no. I couldn’t.”
Mike quickly overcame his surprise and jumped in, “I think that’s an excellent idea. You should join us. I owe you. C’mon, what else are you going to do? Have dinner at Taco Bell?” Rhonda allowed herself to be persuaded.
Mike and Rhonda finished at six. Amy joined them in the kitchen. Mike poured the three of them a glass of wine. Rhonda noted Amy’s wine but said nothing.
“To Rhonda for getting that pile of code to work,” he said.
“Cheers,” she answered. They all took a sip.
Mike turned to start dinner. Amy and Rhonda talked, soon like old friends, as Amy quizzed her. Was she married? No. Did she have a boyfriend? No. Did she have kids? No.
Rhonda realized why Amy was giving her such a thorough interview. She asked Amy a few innocuous seeming questions. By the time dinner was ready, the girls were like old friends.
During dinner, Rhonda and Amy continued jabbering away. Mike wasn’t paying much attention, just enough to say, Uh huh, as occasion warranted. That was until Amy asked Rhonda, “Are you going to take Mike to bed?”
Mike’s head snapped up. Rhonda looked at Amy and then Mike, started to blush and then she got a devilish smile. “Do you think I should?”
“Yes,” she told her. “He hasn’t had a girlfriend since his wife passed away.”
Mike’s eyes were getting wide. He couldn’t believe this conversation. What the hell was going on? And what had these two been talking about that would lead to this conversation? And… His train of thought was interrupted by Rhonda’s next question.
“She wasn’t your mom?" Rhonda asked.
Amy looked at Mike. Mike realized that this was suddenly very dangerous ground upon which they were all standing. He wasn’t sure what to do.
Rhonda was perceptive. “What have I stumbled on?” She looked at Amy who looked down at her plate then at Mike.
Mike looked at Amy who nodded. “Amy isn’t my daughter.” Rhonda nodded. So Mike told her the story leaving out the little fact about the two of them becoming lovers but telling her everything else. “Rhonda, no one else knows about this. I have to ask you to please not tell anyone. I can’t let Amy be taken back to that situation.”
Rhonda put out her hand and took Amy’s giving it a squeeze. “Of course. So you are taking care of her even though you don’t have any obligation?”
“Well, yes. But she helped me return to the living. I owe her a lot,” Mike said.
“That is one of the noblest things I’ve ever heard,” Rhonda said.
Mike blushed. “There are benefits. I’m not as noble as you think,” he said.
Rhonda smiled, “Oh yes you are.” She turned to Amy. “So you think I should take him to bed?”
Amy flashed a smile, “Yes.”
“I think you might be right,” she said glancing at Mike. He wasn’t sure what to do. He fidgeted in his seat. Rhonda looked back at Amy. “Should we go to my house?”
“Why?” Amy asked.
“I don’t want to feel like I’m moving in on you,” she said.
“No. I invited you remember. It’s okay to touch something once you get permission,” Amy said with a smirk.
Rhonda laughed. “Then, if you’ll excuse us.” She took Mike by the hand. He followed on automatic pilot as Rhonda led him to his bedroom. Once there she turned to him and asked, “One thing I need to know. Do you want this?”
Mike smiled, “Oh yes. I’ve got to admit I’m a little taken aback that you and Amy… whatever you guys talked about it must have been a hellacious conversation. But if it leads to me being propositioned by a beautiful, intelligent woman, I’m all for it.”
Rhonda stepped forward, put her arms around Mike’s shoulders and tilted her head up. He bent forward and they kissed.
Rhonda started undoing Mike’s buttons and Mike reached for her zipper. Of course he suffered from finger fumbling and things caught. Finally, Rhonda said, “Let’s just hurry and get undressed.”
Mike laughed, “Good idea.”
They hurried to throw off their clothes then fell into bed and into a kiss and embrace. Mike was hard and pressed his cock into Rhonda. She ground against his cock. Mike pushed her onto her back and lowered himself between her legs. She parted her legs inviting him onward. Mike wrapped his arms around her thighs and brought his mouth to her ripe pussy. As Rhonda was watching him she saw some movement by the door to his room. Amy was peeking in, watching. Her hand was between her legs moving slowly. Then Mike’s tongue lanced into her pussy flooding her with incredible sensations and her head fell back onto the bed and all other thoughts fled. Her hips bounced up, pushing her pussy hard against his pleasure giving face. Mike sucked and licked on her clitoris, taking it between his lips and sucking, as he lashed the tip with his tongue. Rhonda shivered and bounced as her pussy flooded his face.
She pushed him away from her pussy, “I need you in me.” She pushed him onto his back, mounted him and slid down over his cock. “Ah,” she said as she bottomed out on his cock. She fucked herself on his cock as he reached up and fondled her tits.
Mike saw some movement from the corner of his eye. Barely moving he saw Amy, her hand down her pants, eyes closed, as she appeared to be cumming. Rhonda was close to cumming and Mike sucked her tit into his mouth while teasing the other. She went off, moaning and calling out as her climax overwhelmed her. She fell forward onto Mike, her pussy still spasming around his cock. He looked back towards the door but saw nothing.
When Rhonda regained her breath, Mike slowly plunged his cock up into her until she started to respond. He rolled her over and then rolled on top. He fucked her and her hips responded. He was close, so close. He felt the tingles in his balls and then like an electric circuit thrown, his balls released streams of cum which he blasted into her grasping pussy.
Rhonda had another small climax as she felt her being filled with his cum. He filled her and then rolled to her side as both regained their breath.
After, Mike and Rhonda were lying in bed, sated and happy. Rhonda was snuggled into Mike’s side her hands resting on his chest, occasionally running fingers through his hair. “Did you see Amy?" she asked.
“Yes,” he answered.
“Did it bother you?" she asked.
He thought for a second and then answered, “No. I guess I must be an exhibitionist.”
“So it doesn’t bother you that Amy watched you having sex?” she asked.
“Not really. I love Amy,” Mike said.
Rhonda rose up on one elbow so she could look at Mike. “Is there anything you should tell me about you and Amy?”
‘Damn the woman,’ Mike thought. ‘She is way too perceptive.’
Rhonda took his cock in her hand and started to lightly stroke it. “I’ll bet I could get a reaction by saying her name couldn’t I. Amy.”
His cock started inflating. “Not fair,” Mike said. “It’s your hand doing it.”
She laughed. “I’m trying to trap you. Why don’t you tell me? I can see you love her and she loves you. She isn’t related to you. I suspect from the way you look at each other there is more to tell. Your eyes share too much, say too much. Call it intuition but I can tell when people are lovers.”
Mike was in a quandary. It was one thing to tell her about Amy’s past and ask her to understand. It was a whole different kettle of fish to tell a woman, who had just shared his bed, that he was making love to a high school girl. It would look like he had saved her just to take advantage of her.
Rhonda saw the struggle and told him, “Just so you know, my first time I was Amy’s age, so I’m not going to think you are a pervert. And I do think what you are doing is noble. I can also see she is beautiful and sexy.”
By now Mike’s cock was hard and he was weakened from blood loss to the brain. “Yes, Amy and I have made love. You don’t think I’m a pervert do you? I didn’t have any idea that it was going to happen when I took her in.”
Rhonda smiled, “I know. I could tell from your story and the way Amy looks at you. She trusts you and she loves you. If you were taking advantage of her, she wouldn’t look that way. So did you seduce her or the other way around?”
Mike laughed, “She got me.” He told her the story of Amy’s seduction. Rhonda made him continue the story including their first time together while slowly stroking his cock keeping him excited as he told the story.
When he was finished she said, “God. I am so worked up.” She straddled him, held his cock straight up and slid down over it. They screwed like crazed rabbits.
Amy was shocked, then she blushed.
Rhonda pressed ahead. “Are you willing to give him up?”
Amy looked at Mike. He ruefully nodded and then said, “You know how a determined woman can get me to do what she wants. She knows.”
Amy smiled, then turned to Rhonda. “I want him to be married. He should be happy.”
“You don’t want to marry him?” Rhonda asked.
“No. I want a guy my own age,” she said.
“You are very wise.” She reached across the table and took Amy’s hand. “I can’t be your mother and I don’t want us to compete. But I think we can be friends. Can we share his love?”
Amy misted up a little. “Yes. I want him to have a wife. You’ll be good to him?”
“Amy, I don’t know if we’ll get married. It’s way too early to even be thinking about that. Thank you for being willing to let us find out.” That turned on the tears for both of them. Amy and Rhonda were out of their chairs and they were hugging and crying.
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