PART 6
That weekend we spent together might have been overkill. It was now summer and we had not had a chance to relive that weekend. We did manage the occasional liaison. Sometimes over lunch, we would head back to her place for a quickie. We even managed a few non-sexual dates. There had been a number of times that she would have someone watch her son, and we would go have dinner and/or see a movie. We were both not exclusive to this relationship, but neither of us had time for others. We realized that the option was there.  
 
It seemed that when we did have sex, it was more as a release valve for work than anything else. When one or the other was having a rough time with work, we would hook up for some relief. One time that stuck in my mind, she was getting hammered with work. I could tell, and offered the usual remedy, but she declined. After a couple more days, she was walking a little funny. I caught up to her, and asked her what was wrong. She said that her neck was a little stiff. I told her that we were going to her place at lunch, and I was going to give her a massage. She looked at me with a wary eye, but I convinced her that my intentions were honorable. 
 
When we got to her place at lunch, I told her to sit in the easy chair, and lean back. Once she was settled, I started rubbing her neck and shoulders. She instantly began to melt. I told her to open her shirt a couple of buttons so I could touch her bare shoulders. She complied, and seemed to relish the warmth of my hands on her. She seemed to sink farther into the cushions of the chair. After about twenty minutes, I thought she was asleep. I started to pull my hands away, but she stopped me by grabbing them. She pulled them back down, then to her breasts. As she slipped my hands down, I worked them under her bra cups. I applied gentle pressure to her breasts, lifting them slightly. She sighed as this, and I could feel her nipples harden. As I continued to caress her breasts, she slid a hand inside of her pants, and began rubbing herself slowly. 
 
Long gasps and cooing noises began to escape her lips. I kept massaging her breasts at a slow pace, and leaned down to kiss her neck. We made no hurried movements. Soon, she was panting, and her eyes were tightly shut, and her mouth was open in a breathless moan. Her hands stopped moving, and I stilled mine as well. I moved them back to her shoulders, and began rubbing them again. I could see a content smile on her face. 
 
I looked to the clock, and saw that we needed to get back. I moved to the side of the chair, took her hand, and helped her to her feet. Before she put her clothes back in order, she pulled me to her, and gave me a very long and deep kiss. Once we broke it, I watch as she put herself back in order. The rest of the day at work, I could tell she was much more at ease.
 
So, as I said, it was now summer. I had been getting my ass kicked at work for over a month. I was never getting a chance to leave for lunch, and working long hours, even having to work weekends. We had not gotten together for almost six weeks. At least she seemed to be having an easy time at work lately. My job was getting the best of me, having three bosses telling me what to do. Getting yelled at for not doing what one wanted, and when I did change focus, getting yelled at by another for stopping what I was doing. My attempts to get them to work to coordinate my time were fruitless, and things continued on. My professional life sucked at the moment. 
 
One Thursday night, I stumbled home around 9PM. I did not notice that the door was unlocked, lights were on, and Diane's car was outside. She was sitting on my couch watching TV, and I kissed her on the cheek, and sat down. I then realized that something was amiss. Normally, my place is empty when I arrive. I grinned, and looked at her. I said "how was your day, honey?" She walked to me, took my hand, and led me to the kitchen. She said that I had not been eating, and she decided to come over and make me some dinner. It was a simple dinner, spaghetti and garlic bread, but it was just what I needed. I felt better having eaten it, and she told me to head to bed while she cleaned up. 
 
I did not last long, once I was in bed, I was sleeping. When I woke up, I felt really bad for crashing on Diane after she made me dinner. There was a note on my alarm clock wishing me a good night, and that she knew that the dinner she made would put me to sleep. When I got to work, I sent her an email apologizing for not staying awake. She replied that she made it a point to make sure I ate something, and got a good night's sleep, and she was glad that it had worked. 
 
We chatted for a few minutes about it, and I admitted that her plan worked great. I did feel much better than I had, even with the ongoing strife of work. Seeing that no one was around, I gave her a quick peck on the cheek. Maybe we were delusional, but we believed that no one in the office was onto our relationship. 
 
By Tuesday of the next week I was right back where I had been. Diane called me at home that night, and asked if I wanted to take a vacation together. I was tired, and this question puzzled me. I asked her what she meant. She said that she had told her parents about us, and that she wanted me to go with them for vacation. They were planning on going to an amusement park, and she said that if I wanted to go, her parents would be willing to care for her son from time to time. I told her that I was not sure, and maybe we could sit down tomorrow to discuss it. She sounded a little upset, but said ok. I told her that it was not about going with her, but about getting time from work, and that I was too tired to think straight.
 
The next night, we had dinner at her place. It was the first time that her son was there when I came over. After we ate, he was playing in his room, and Diane and I talked about her vacation idea. I asked what she told her parents. She said that she told them exactly what we were, lovers. She saw the look on my face, and told me not to worry. Her parents know she is an adult, and made no judgments about the news. She mentioned to them that I had been having a rough couple of months at work, and that she thought I could use the break. I admitted that the idea sounded like a lot of fun, but was a little uneasy about the parents being around. Diane and I would have a room for ourselves, and her parents would keep her son. The day would be mostly together, and I would have to talk to her father, while he knew what I was doing with his daughter. She laughed at my predicament, but said he is not at all uptight. I agreed to go, if I could get the time, but was still nervous about the arrangement.
 
The next day at work, I approached on boss, and asked for the time off. He checked his calendar, said it was OK with him, so off to HR. Once it was approved, I told Diane the news. She was ecstatic. Next month, I would get a week from this place. 
 
It was Friday before my vacation. The plan was that Diane and her family would drive up after work. I was working late, and would be there a few hours behind them. About 3PM, one of my bosses comes to me, asking that I be available for a meeting on Monday morning. I reminded him that I was leaving tonight for vacation, but he would not be deterred. "Come in for the meeting, and then you can take your vacation." I explained that I was going to be leaving around 8PM, and driving several hours. He tried to insist, but I was now angry. I told him that I was not going to be here, and I was not telling anyone where I was going to be. I was not taking my cell phone. I would not be in touch. They would see me in a week.
 
I was still furious when I got in my car, and started driving. I called Diane, and told her I was on my way. She said they just got there, and what room to go to. She then asked me what was wrong. I told her about how the day ended. She told me to just get here, and she would take care of it. Now I had a reason to be cheerful.
 
I arrived at the hotel, and found the room number she gave me. I knocked on the door, and she answered it wearing some of the lingerie that I had purchased for her. She smiled at me, took my hand, and led me inside. The room had candles lit, and smelled wonderful. I sat my bag down, and saw a Jacuzzi tub in the main room. It was already filled with water, and Diane began to undress me while we kissed. Once I was naked, she led me to the tub, and once I was seated, she turned it on. She made me lean back, and ran her fingers through my hair while I relaxed. She left for a moment, and returned with a drink for me. All the while, she never joined me. I asked her if she was coming in, and she said if I wanted her too, she would. I told her I did. I watched her slide out of the lingerie, and smiled as she climbed in opposite of me.
 
We sat in the Jacuzzi, our legs touching, intertwined as we sat facing each other. I let my head lean back, as I stroked her calf with my hand. She slid her foot between my legs, and began rubbing my thigh with it. At first, I wanted her to go higher, but I realized how relaxing that felt, and I welcomed it. I must have dozed off, as I was startled by the water sloshing around. The jets had stopped, and Diane was climbing out of the tub. I stood up with her, and we grabbed towels to dry off. She saw me glancing around the room, and the bed against the wall. Before I could even speak, she said that they were across the hall, and down a couple of doors. We were going to be on the same side of the hall, but she decided to upgrade to this room. I smiled at her, pulled her to me in a hug. I thanked her for inviting me, promising to enjoy the hell out of it. I leaned down, and kissed her. The kisses started to turn passionate, and she soon had a hand between us stroking me.
 
I lifted her up, and placed her against the wall. She managed to get me into position, and as soon as I felt her moist opening, I slowly slid her down onto me. We both groaned in pleasure. She put her arm around my neck, and locked her ankles around my waist as I worked myself in and out of her. She seemed to be in a different world as I continued to fuck her against the wall. He eyes were closed, and she had a smile on her face. Something about seeing her like that brought me to the edge quickly. I warned her that I could not last, and began shooting my cum inside of her. Once I was done, she kissed me, and asked me how I was feeling. I told her great, but was sorry I finished so quickly. I could not last long when I saw how beautiful she looked. She said it was great, unhooked herself from me. She said we should get some sleep as we were to get started first thing in the morning. That night, she curled up beside me, and we fell asleep quickly. I was still nervous about meeting the parents, but that did not stop me from getting a good night's sleep.
 
She woke me up with a flurry of activity. As soon as she saw me stirring, she excitedly told me that we had overslept, and were to meet up with everyone in 20 minutes in the hotel restaurant for breakfast. She was wearing a long T-shirt, and I noticed her breasts swaying as she moved around, getting herself ready to go. I hopped up, and kissed her neck as I went to take a shower. I only wished we had time to take one together.
 
While I was washing myself, the realization that I would be meeting Diane's parents, Diane's father more importantly, struck me. I knew that all he would be thinking of when he met me was "So, this is the guy that is fucking my daughter." I was brought back to reality when Diane yelled into the bathroom that if I made her late to breakfast, I would not be getting any all week. I told her that I was hurrying. I was clean and dressed, but not shaven in no time. We hopped into an elevator, and once inside, I leaned in to whisper to her. I told her that I better get a kiss from her now, as I am sure I would not get much attention until we turned in. She smiled, and kissed me, then asked if I was still worried about meeting her parents. 
 
"I am nervous, but not unwilling. We are not in a traditional relationship, and it sounds like they know the whole story. No matter how old you are, you will still be daddy's little girl, and I am they guy sleeping with her." 
 
She smiled again, and told me that it would not be so bad. 
 
Once we reached the restaurant, she led me to a table with an older couple, and her little boy. As we approached, the man stood up, and hugged Diane, thus deepening my distress. She went to her mom, and gave her a hug, the knelt down to play with her son for a moment. Her father looked me up and down, held out his hand, and introduced himself. I took his hand, meeting his firm handshake. Overall, I was put at ease fairly quickly. There was lively banter, and they did a good job not to alienate me.
 
We planned the day, figuring out what rides to take, what Diane's son would enjoy, and what the adults could withstand. Diane wanted to ride at least one roller coaster. When I said I had never been on one, she gave me a look of disbelief. My discomfort began to return when she piped up that we would have to `break my cherry'. Her mother did not make matter any better when she added that I was blushing. Diane told them about how uneasy I was about meeting them, as we are not in a `traditional' relationship. 
 
I thought to myself "Oh my God, I just want to die." I looked to her father to gauge his reaction, but he was smiling at my discomfort. "Is this because he wants me to be miserable for defiling his daughter, or am I taking this too seriously" I wondered. 
 
He must have noticed my condition, and said that I was not to worry. She is an adult, a great mother, and can decide on her own how to live her life. At least I did not have to worry about imminent death by his hands. I felt a little more at ease as we made our way to the park. Should I act like her boyfriend or what? That was my new predicament.
 
We got to the park, and the parents offered to take her son for an hour while I `broke my cherry'. Being uncomfortable, I could not control my mouth when I said "Will it be painful?" Her father almost choked as he started laughing. In that brief moment that I said it, to now I must have gone bright red. Her mother started cackling with glee, pointing out how bad I was blushing. Diane stared at me in disbelief, yet smiling. She leaned down to her son, gave him a kiss, and told him she would see him in just a little bit, and we went our separate ways. 
 
Once out of earshot, she started laughing, saying that I was unbelievable for saying that, but her parents must like me. I was quite at ease when I considered the rest of the day. With high spirits, Diane grabbed my hand, and we walked to her choice of roller coaster. 
 
I did not fully realize how she was dressed until we got on the ride. I was anxious about the ride, and I looked at her when it started to move. It was jerky at first, and I noticed her breasts were jiggling. She caught me staring at her, and when I saw her nipples harden, I realized she was not wearing a bra. Perhaps a tight T-shirt under her outer shirt to help restrain her breasts, not there was no bra. I took her hand as we started up the incline. Before I knew it, the ride was over, and I was still alive. My cherry was busted.
 
We met up with her parents, and they turned her son over to us. Diane said that they should go have fun, and we would meet them for lunch. Everyone checked to make sure that they had a cell phone among each group, and we went our own way. I should mention that Diane's son's name is Sean. We had a fun time. He wanted to try the bumper cars, and as a shock wanted to ride with me. As we got into our cars, I whispered to Diane that she might want to turn her high beams off so as not to blind the other drivers. She gave me a puzzled look, and I glanced down quickly. She took notice that I was referring to her nipples, and she smacked my arm, yet it looked like they got harder. Sean and I got in our car, and I looked at him and asked "Are you ready to do some damage?" 
 
He laughed and said "YEAH!" I worked the pedals and he turned us all around the place. While he got the hang of it, Diane barreled into use from behind. Sean gave me a surprised look, and I told him to get her. We bumped each other, and then the ride was done. We walked over to a pond, and Sean was tossing food to the fish. I took that moment to whisper to her that I thought I was supposed to be bumping her from behind. She smiled devilishly and said that she thought it might be her turn for awhile. I glanced at her still erect nipples, and longed for the day to end. 
 
We continued having fun until around 1, and decided to have lunch. Sean went on and on about everything we had done, especially about the bumper cars. Her parents said that they were going to take in a bunch of shows, some for children, and asked Sean if he wanted to go. He was quick to see magic, and the sea lions. After lunch, Diane cleared up for me that this was a chance for her parents to spend time with Sean, and her chance to be an adult. The plan was for her to have free time to do whatever, especially since I was there. We went on some more rides. It was getting very warm. I noticed that ride that splashes down into a pool of water, soaking everyone that happens to be standing on the bridge overhead. I motioned Diane to it, and said that there was a great chance to cool off. 
 
I forgot about how she was dressed. Either she did as well, or did not care. Once the water hit us, you could clearly make out her breasts. When I noticed, I grabbed her to me, and hugged her. I told her that she was putting on quite a show, and perhaps needed to warm up a little. She said that rubbing them against my chest would not make them go down, and that she was already a little warm. I was soon relieved, and disappointed when she pulled her shirt away from her body, and once separated from her skin, things were not as obvious. 
 
After a while, she spoke with her parents about dinner plans. They said that Sean was not going to last long, and that they would just take him back to the room, and would eat there. Diane told me that we were on our own for the rest of the night. We went on many rides, saw a couple of shows, and when it started to get dark out, made our way to a park, and rested on a bench. I put my arm around her as a breeze chilled us both. She shivered, but then smiled at me, and took my other hand in hers, resting it on her lap. She asked how I was feeling, and I told her I felt wonderful, and thanked her again for inviting me. I kissed her on top of her head, and she snuggled into me, and we just sat there, and relaxed.
 
After a little while, I looked down at her, and asked her what we should eat. She laughed wickedly, and I proclaimed my innocence, that I was just hungry. She said that she was hungry too, but in more ways than one. We kissed for a minute, and then stood up. I felt very sore. Diane walked, and I gimped my way back to the hotel, and we went into the dining room for dinner. We had some alcohol, and it served to reduce my pain. After we ate, we made our way back to the room. I said that I wanted the Jacuzzi to loosen up. She said she would join me, but she had to call her parents to let her know she was back. 
 
"Oh, just like in high school." I teased her. She dialed the phone, and I took that moment to come up behind her, and unfasten her shorts. She gave me a warning look, but I feigned innocence. I slid her shorts and panties off of her while she told her parents we were in, and going to clean up and get some sleep. I helped her step out of her shorts, the slowly started moving her shirts up. I was careful not to touch anything that would cause trouble. Once she hung up the phone, I pulled her shirts over her head. "See, I can behave sometimes." I told her. 
 
"Undressing me while I talk to my folks is behaving?" she challenged. I shrugged, and smiled. I pointed to the tub, and she grabbed my hand, and led me to it. She took her turn, and undressed me. She got in the tub behind me, and we sat down. Her legs were stretched enticingly around me. She leaned me back to her, and I could feel her breasts press against me back as she rubbed my shoulders.  
 
After I was completely relaxed, we changed our position in the tub. She was sitting in my lap, and we were turned so we could bring our lips together for a kiss. She wrapped an arm around me neck, and we gently kissed for some time. We did not care when the turbulence of the water and ended, but once the water got cold, we decided that was enough. 
 
I stepped out of the tub, and as soon as Diane stood up, I swept her off her feet, and I carried her to the bed. She let out a cry of surprise, and then giggled. I placed her on the bed, and then crawled in beside her. We lay on our sides, facing each other. I ran a finger from her shoulder, down her arm, to her hip, and down her thigh. I guess I was smiling, watching my finger make its journey because she asked me what was amusing. I said that I thought she was beautiful. 
 
I brought my hand up to her face, and kissed her, telling her that she was beautiful from here, then kissed down to her neck. "Down to here" I said as I kissed down her arm, stopping to kiss a nipple. "And here" as I kissed her side and belly, to her hip. "And here" as I kissed down her thigh to her ankle. While I was at her feet, I slid a hand up, and squeezed her butt, telling her that I could not find anything that was not sexy on her. She huskily said that I forget to kiss that part, and she would not be convinced it was sexy until I did. 
 
She rolled over onto her stomach, and instead of kissing her there, I slid all the way up until my mouth was against her ear, and my cock was pressed against her butt. I whispered to her that I would convince her. I kissed the back of her neck, and trailed kisses down her spine until I reached her lower back. I could feel her shiver as I kissed all around. I trailed my tongue from her back onto her left cheek, gave it a quick kiss, and then nipped at it with my teeth. She squealed, but did not turn over. I kissed the spot that I just nipped, and then moved a little lower, running my tongue to the crease where he butt and thigh meet.
 
I could smell her arousal now, and slid my hand up the inside of her thighs. She accommodated me, and I pressed a finger against her pussy. She moaned. I moved it up and down, trying to avoid stimulating her clit, and not pressing inside of her. Her hips began to undulate with my stroking finger. I continued to kiss her butt cheeks while I did this, and I asked her if she wanted me here as I pressed my finger inside of her. She moaned, and nodded her head. I stroked her a few times, pressing my fingers down onto her G spot causing her to groan each time. I pulled my finger out, and pressed it against her ass, and gently began to push it in. I asked her if she wanted me here instead. She gasped, but made no other sound.
 
I told her that maybe she needed more convincing. I removed my finger, and rubbed it over her clit, and I pressed my tongue against her ass. She reached back, and pulled her cheeks apart to give me better access. As I began pressing my tongue against her, I slid a finger inside of her pussy, and let another rub against her clit. She thrust her butt firmly against me face. I continued rubbing my fingers while I rimmed her ass. She was making some fierce noises. I worked her over for a few minutes, and then stopped. Quickly, I moved up her body before she could complete a protest, and slid my cock quickly inside of her extremely wet pussy. I pressed in about halfway before rocking back and forth. She had a hand on my thigh, and dug her nails into me as I rapidly rubbed over her G spot. 
 
She would have alarmed the neighboring rooms with her yells had she not had her face in the mattress. I could already feel her wetness coating my balls and thighs, but she made no indication that she was done. Without warning, I slid my cock all the way inside of her, and pressed against her. Her head came up from the mattress, and she turned to look at me, but had her eyes closed. She begged me to fuck her hard, and I did just that. I pulled all the way out and pressed back in again, knowing she liked it when I entered her. I did this a few more times, and then began to furiously fuck her.
 
She let out a little yelp each time I thrust into her. I was pumping into her as fast as I could, and she continued to soak me. I had felt her get wet before, but this was entirely new. As I grew a little tired, I slowed down, but continued to steadily fuck Diane. I asked her what she was thinking about to get her so worked up. She said that she had not had a good `screw' in awhile, and needed the release. I asked if there was anything else, perhaps the thought of being naughty, having me kiss her butt. She grinned, but said nothing. I brought myself more upright, and pressed my thumb against her ass. I asked her if the thought of me playing with this had anything to do with it. She began shaking her head, saying that she was a good girl, and would never think naughty thoughts like that.
 
"You would never think about letting a guy put a finger in here?" I asked her as I slid a finger inside her ass. I continued to thrust my cock inside her pussy while I did this. She said, "Oh, that would be dirty."  
 
"How do you explain letting me put my tongue there?" 
 
"You are a wicked boy doing that to me. I never asked you to do it" she said with mock innocence.
 
"A good girl would not have spread her butt cheeks open, inviting a boy to put his tongue there. Maybe you are not a good girl. I think you are a bad girl who needs her butt spanked. Maybe then you would be a good girl?"
 
"Maybe" is all she said.
 
"Maybe you do not want to be a good girl. I think you like being a dirty girl. I think you want me to put my tongue here" I said as I resumed stroking my finger in her ass. "I think you like my finger here. I bet you cannot wait for me to put my cock in your ass. Tell me I am wrong."
 
I continued to move my cock in her pussy, and my finger in her ass. Even slowing down the pace, she was just as wet as ever. I decided to continue with this, and tease her a little more. I pulled my finger out, and placed the head of my cock against her ass, and pressed lightly. I started to say that a bad girl would push back, and a good girl would move forward, but before I could finish, she was pressing her ass against me. I pressed a little harder, and the head of my cock just popped inside of her.
 
The instant squeezing of her ass around the head of my cock, and looking down to see her ass stretched around me instantly put me over the edge. Never had I been instantly brought to orgasm, but with a loud groan I began pumping my cum in her ass. I tried my hardest to hold still. She kept muttering "oh my God" with every jet of cum shooting into her. I thought she was hurting, and did not want to make it worse. After a moment, she had a look of wonder on her face as she told me that she did not think it would actually go in so easily. I asked her how much it hurt. She said that it did hurt, but not like she expected. "It had stung when it went in, but beyond that, it felt really good."
 
I told her how it looked having her ass stretched around my cock, and she said that we would have to do it right. She told me that I needed to pull out, and I began to oblige. I watched as her ass stretched to release me. I went slow hoping to not cause her any more pain, and after a moment I just popped out. Diane sprawled out on the bed, with a hand reaching back to her ass. 
 
I lay down beside her, hoping she was not upset, but when she looked at me, she still had that look of wonder. She told me that she was just going to tease me by pressing against me, but all of a sudden, I was inside of her. She continued to rub her butt, and told me that tomorrow we had to go get something to make it easier, because she wanted to do it again. "That was so intense."  she kept telling me. "Past the stinging, I cannot believe how good it felt."
 
I grinned at her, and told her that she really was a dirty girl. She looked at me with mock disbelief, but I reminded her of what I was saying just before the deed happened. "A bad girl would have pushed back, while a good girl would have moved away. You pushed back. You wanted me to put my cock in your ass." As I said this, I rolled her onto her side, facing me, and slid my hand between her legs, and began rubbing her pussy. She began moaning, and I noticed that she was still rubbing her butt, running her fingers over her asshole. "I bet you cannot wait until tomorrow so you can feel my cock going all the way in your ass. You cannot wait for me to fuck your ass, can you?" That was all it took, and she began shaking, and her orgasm caused her to buck for several seconds. 
 
After she called down, I rolled on my back, and pulled her to me. She wrapped an arm around me, draped a leg over mine, and with her head on my chest, we fell asleep.
