20 comments/ 55287 views/ 25 favorites Dated the Daughter, but Married the Mother By: Myhands316 Author's Notes: I find my mind filled with new stories now that I have finished dealing with the things that have been over my head for so long. I hope you enjoy the fruit of my relaxation. After this one though, I really have to get back to work on my other writing projects. Enjoy this copywrited piece of adult fiction, with the usual legal disclaimers, and please feel free to comment and vote. Enjoy. * "Okay, without going into the whole I'm my own grandpa thing, I'll try and explain the reason for the riot in the church, officer." I used the torn cummerbund to wipe the blood off my knuckle. "This is going to be good, I can already tell." The jaded cop said, as he tilted his cap back and took out his notepad. "So, what is who, how, and why?" He asked and hitched his belt into a comfortable position as he surveyed the destruction. "Okay, my name is Steven Tucker. I'm 26. My wife is Susan Lloyd, now Tucker, and her daughter is Donna Lloyd. This all began when I started dating Donna the daughter. That's when I meet Susan, the mother." I started my explanation. "Okay... hold it right there!" The cop looked at my wife and the subdued Donna and tried to assess their ages. "I thought they were sisters." He scratched his head. "Yeah, it looks that way. But, Susan was born first. I was born eight years later. Eight years after that, Susan got pregnant by her boyfriend in high school and decided to keep her baby. She did the best she could to raise her. Donna is that baby. I started dating Donna, but ended up marrying her mother." "Now wait a minute..." the cop sighed. "Alright, go back and start from the beginning. I need to know what's going on so I can figure who is going to be charged and for what. Somebody has to pay for this mess." He motioned to a couple of chairs. We turned them back up and made sure they could hold us before sitting down. "I have a feeling this is going to take some time, so let's get comfortable." He huffed and waited for my explanation. I sat down, smiled at my wife, and ignored the hate filled look from my former girlfriend and now step-daughter. I thought back to how this all started and came up with the fact that I didn't like the new program the college had started a few years ago. I was trying to get my degree in computer science. I went through all the bullshit you have to do at the beginning of the year to get all the mandatory classes out of the way. What I didn't know was there was now a thing called Middle College. Middle college was where high school students, if their grades are high enough, could attend college and cut two years out of the whole process. Sounds great in theory, I just wished they gave us some warning. I mean we're in college. I shouldn't have to worry about checking the age of a girl in my class to see if they're old enough so I can date them. Should I? Well, that's where it all started. We were in the same English class when we met.... I got my books and was going to class. I wanted to get everything settled so I could get to my job and not lose any more hours. Next to the door was a stone cold fox. She stood five seven, with white blonde hair in a cute pixy cut. I was transfixed by her thirty six D breasts and round perfectly shaped bubble butt. "Hi, I'm Donna." She chirped up at me with a big smile. "Hey, Steve...." I tried to keep my tongue off the floor and chin off my chest. I knew I'd never have a chance with her, but I could dream. I think of myself as average. Six feet, two hundred pounds, of light brown hair hazel eyed average. I'm just another guy trying to make his mark in the world. I didn't know she was just out of high school and on the prowl for a college boyfriend. After ten minutes of inane babble, she startled me with. "So, do you think we could be study partners?" She batted her lashes, and I was thinking with my dick. God, the things I wanted to study with her. "Yeah, sure, that'd be great." I made a concentrated effort to look into her green eyes, instead of at her tits that were barely contained by her halter top and a bra that needed an award for above and beyond the call of duty, for keeping those beautiful orbs in place. Before I knew it, we're an item. I never intended to become an item, but there it was. Donna was waiting for me after my classes every day. I liked having her there. She was good on the eyes and filled the ego to have her grab my hand as we walked down the halls. Hey, I knew it wasn't serious. Until one day that all changed. "Steve, do you think we can study at my place?" Donna asked as she pressed her breasts into my arm. "Sure, why not." I replied, thinking it might be good to be in her apartment for once. I was getting tired of footing the bill at the diner. The next day, I picked her up from school and followed her directions. I had to look at her when she directed me into a nice suburb. "Oh, um, I still live with my mom. She's cool, so don't worry." Donna smiled. "Cool, helps save money I guess." I answered noncommittally. I didn't think anything was wrong, until the door opened. There stood a true vision of the female form. She looked a few years older than Donna. She was an inch taller. Her hair was richer and a shade darker with a reddish tint. Her curves were... I could only think of Jessica Rabbit as I looked at the person at the door. "Hey mom... this is my boyfriend Steve. I was hoping we could do some studying in my room, since my laptop is on the fritz." Donna bounced up and gave the goddess in blue-jeans a kiss. "Sure, just remember to keep the door open. Hi Steve, I'm Susan." She smiled and stepped out of the way. My head was spinning as I was pulled into the house. It wasn't a big house. Just a normal house, like everyone I know lives in. It was spotless and smelled of something good. I was trying to figure out what the hell was going on. There was no way the vision at the door could be Donna's mom. She looked almost the same age. Granted Donna tried to wear things that made her look older, where as Susan didn't wear make-up and hip clothes. She looked stunning in her faded jeans and almost loose top. "What's for dinner?" Donna asked as she pulled me to the back of the house. "We'll be out once our homework is done or when it's on the table." Donna turned right into her room. She dropped her stuff and flopped on her double bed. "That's your mom?" I asked shocked. "Yeah, she a manager at a rental car place. She started out as a driver and worked her way up." Donna shrugged and tossed off her top. "She looks closer to your sister." The roof of my mouth dried up, as the bra followed and I saw her in profile as she took a jersey and pulled it over her head. "You're cute, and mine." Donna smiled and pressed her hot body against me, feeling my obvious hard on. She kissed me hard once. "Maybe later, if mom has to go to work, we can work on that." She teased and then pealed out of her pants to put on a pair of cotton baggy pants. What a way for me to learn she went commando as her trimmed bush peeked out at me as she dressed. I had a hard time concentrating on work. I had to bite my lips every time her nipples poked through the gaps in her jersey. And knowing she wasn't wearing anything under her pants... hey, I'm a guy and she had to know what she was doing to me. If she was looking at getting laid, she was going about it the right way. "Dinner...!" Susan called, interrupting that train of thought. We all sat down as Susan served. "So, how long have you two been dating?" She asked as she set the salad into the middle of the table. "Mom, you know there hasn't been anyone else since the beginning of school." Donna huffed as she served herself. "Thank you for dinner...." I tried to interrupt. I'd began to notice things about Donna's even temperament and the lack there of. "You're welcome. It's nice to finally meet one of Donna's boyfriends. How is school?" Susan asked politely. "Fine... I only have a couple of semesters before I graduate." I told her and passed the bread. "Oh, how old are you?" She asked shocked. "Mom...!" Donna hissed. "You're embarrassing me!" Donna gave her mother the evil eye. "Twenty five, I'll graduate when I'm twenty six." I laughed it off. "Oh, that old... um...." Susan looked uncomfortable. "Mom... it doesn't matter. Leave it alone!" Donna's face turned red. Out of anger or embarrassment I didn't know. "Then tell him before I have to!" Susan met her daughter's attitude with her own. "Um, tell me what?" I asked looking at them and setting my fork down. "Tell me what?" I insisted again, as I saw Donna squirm in her seat. "That's she's still under age." Susan sighed. "How old are you?" I panicked. "I'm seventeen, almost eighteen. I don't like guys my age because they're so immature and...." Donna shouted, giving her mother another evil glare. "Oh, um okay, that's not so bad... um... wow. How are you in my class then?" I was stunned. I know the thought of going to jail if I finished my plan on fucking her after dinner, before I knew her real age, sent shivers down my spine. "It's a special program. Donna's grades are good enough to qualify." Susan said with pride. "I'd hoped that there wasn't so much of an age difference, not that it really matters, other than the legal aspect of things. I wanted you to know before something happened that can't be taken back, while my daughter spreads her wings, looking for her independence." Susan said calmly. "Mooommmmm, He hasn't even really kissed me yet!" Donna blushed. "I'm not a child anymore! I'm older than you were when you got knocked up with me." I could feel the resentment from across the table. "Is that because I insisted you go on the pill, or because you've actually waited to have sex?" I knew I was in the middle of an old fight and was looking for an escape. But then Susan turned to me. "I'm sorry Steven. Donna and I have been having this argument for over a year. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable, but I was young once and made some hard choices. I'm trying to keep my daughter from having to make the choices I did." She sighed and got up. "This is so embarrassing...." Donna sighed and looked at me. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean, I was going to tell you, but.... And well now everything is screwed." I could see the tears form in her eyes. "Um, when do you turn eighteen?" I asked uncomfortably. "In three months." Donna said, wiping her eyes and smearing her make-up. "Okay, um, that just means there has to be um, some boundaries...." I swallowed hard. "I mean I'm not a lecher or anything, but we could date and be celibate for that long." I mean Donna was a nice girl with a killer body. If she was serious, it might just work out for all of us. I was willing to give it a shot. "Really...? Donna squealed. "You're not going to break up with me over this?" She started smiling. "Um, not if it is okay with your mom that we date. I mean... well yeah, um." Now I was blushing as Donna's nipples tried to rip her jersey open. "See mom, I told you he wasn't just interested in my tits." She called out triumphantly. "Are you sure?" Susan asked me with a look. "Yeah, sure. I mean I didn't even know Donna was interested in dating me, if you know what I mean. I've just been helping her with her homework." I stammered to a halt, wondering which head was doing the thinking. "Yes, I see." She smiled. "Donna, you might have actually found one of the good guys." Susan put her hands on Donna's shoulders. "I'm sorry if I made this difficult, but I know my daughter looks older than she is. I also know what it feels like to have all those raging hormones controlling your system. To be honest, that's how Donna came to be. I thought it was love and he thought I was the piece of the week. I am a mom and can be over protective." She shrugged. "Can we finish dinner now?" Donna asked cleaning the streaked make-up off her face with her napkin. So, Donna and I officially started dating. Unless we were doing school work, I promised to bring Susan as a chaperone when we did anything else. It gave all of us time to get to know one another. I liked Donna, but I'd admired Susan for her guts and determination for raising Donna all alone. I guess you could say I was Donna's Eighteenth birthday present. She unwrapped me and I learned that she wasn't a virgin. It was simple really. "Thank god mom has to work tonight. I've been waiting for this." Donna told me as she stripped off her clothes. "I'm not a virgin and I need laid in the worst way. Come fuck me like you mean it." By the time she was done talking, I was naked and she couldn't talk with my seven inch cock in her mouth. "God I love sucking a hard cock." She gasped out and swallowed me to the root. I couldn't take it. I was shooting my load into mouth her in less than a minute. She kept sucking me until I was hard again. She pushed me down and straddled me. As she was lining me up with her pussy, she told me. "Grab my tits and hang on. I've needed this for months." I was plunged into her wet and willing hole, while she rode me like a woman possessed. All I could do is hang on and enjoy the ride. She bounced up and down, she wiggled back and forth, and she even did this circle and grind motion that almost sucked my balls up into her twat, as she tried to see how much of my cock she could permanently imbed into her G-spot. Donna used my body like an exercise machine. Every fifteen minutes we would change positions as we took turns fucking each other. When her hips got tired, I'd get on top and pound away until I couldn't flex anymore. She wanted some doggie action and ended up doing the reverse cowboy until I came again. We finally stopped when she claimed her pussy was too sore to take another thrust. "Damn, that was worth the wait." She collapsed on my chest exhausted. "But no more waiting like that again. I plan on doing that as often as our schedule allows." She panted, still trying to catch her breath after the last go around. "Sorry I didn't last that long the first time." I told her as I stroked her sweat damp hair. "I knew you wouldn't. But it allowed for you to take more time after I popped your rocks. Not too many guys can last when you deep throat them like that." Donna shrugged and I felt a tingle go down my spine. I kept that conversation in the back of my mind for a long time. There was something wrong nagging at me like a paper cut on your finger. But, since I was being so well taken care of, it really didn't click. I mean as far as I knew, Donna was doing her best to make sure I was one very sexually satisfied boyfriend. I mean if we couldn't get together because of class or something, she'd find me and I'd be the happy recipient of one of her fantastic, to the bone, blow jobs. She loved making my legs buckle as she swallowed me whole until I filed her throat with my spunk. She never hesitated in swallowing and made sure to lick up any that might have escaped. I knew my heart had to be healthy from all the aerobic exercise we got at least three times a week, as she did her best to implant my cock into her pussy as far as it would go. The only no go. I was never allowed to take her ass. Hell, I could live with that. She was a wet dream come true in every other way. All along, I kept in casual contact with Susan. We made sure to go to the movies or out to dinner with her at least twice a month. I really liked Susan, and often wondered what would happen if I met her before I became Donna's pet boyfriend and fuck toy. It was a few months later when Donna started bringing up the conversations about marriage and what-not. She was fairly subtle with question about what my plans were after graduation, where we'd like to live, things like that. I mean don't get me wrong, I was happy, but I wasn't quite sure if my sexual dynamo was ready to settle down. I did catch her looking at some other guys with drool apparent, if you know what I mean. But, I figured what the hell. It wasn't like I didn't look at her mother every chance I got. That idyllic haze lasted until the beginning of my final semester. By then, we were all but married in Donna's mind. It was firmly established that we were a couple, and that she had plans for me once I graduated. Hell, with school, work, and keeping her happy. I wasn't thinking at all. I didn't have time to think. My last semester was the first time we didn't have any classes together. As a matter of fact, it was like she chose classes at the opposite end of the school and at different times so we couldn't be together. She sucked me dry and told me I was being foolish, as my ears rang from my orgasm. I figured I could live with it until we had time to work things out. Every guy knows. I mean deep down we all know, when something is wrong. From the start, things really didn't add up. But, when you're fucked into submission by someone as sexy as Donna, you try and explain away those nagging feelings. It even looked like Susan wanted to say something to me a few times, but Donna's radar was spot on, and that conversation didn't happen. My wakeup call came on an unscheduled day off. Damn the luck. The power went out in our building and they sent everyone home. I figured what the hell. I knew Donna didn't have class, so it might be time to have some great make up sex. I know other than a few blowjobs over the last few weeks our sex life had become nonexistent. I went to Donna and Susan's house. I knocked; no answer. I tried the door; it was open. So, I thought I'd sneak in and give her a big surprise. Well as it turns out, I was the one who was surprised. I walked in and I heard the noise from Donna's room. I figure it had to be the TV. My gut knew, but hey, I was still trying to make excuses. "Oh yeah, that's it. Take it slow... not too fast, let my ass get used to it. God your cock is huge." I heard Donna pant. I was about to bust in and make a scene when I heard. "Get that hard dick over here and fill my mouth. I can't wait to have all three holes filled with hard cock at the same time." It felt like fire and ice running down my spine. I turned and headed for the door. I did not want to see her being a slut for whoever she was fucking in her room. Hell, I might even have known them. Plenty of the guys had teased me about fucking Donna if they had a chance. I tried to force the sound out of my ears, as they all grunted together before I could close the door. I made it to the driveway as Susan pulled in. She took one look at my face and ran up and hugged me. "I'm so sorry." She said, and held me close. I couldn't take it. I broke down and cried like a baby into her embrace. How could Donna be talking about getting a house together, marriage, and all that, and be in there fucking, I don't know how many guys? How could she do this to me? "We'll get your car later." Susan said a few minutes later when she walked me to her car and pushed me in. She got behind the wheel and drove off, not knowing if Donna heard or even cared. I know she talked to me, but to this day I can't remember what she said. I was in shock. Oddly after the initial blow, I wasn't that hurt. I was more upset at myself for allowing the charade to go on as long as it did. Before I knew what was happening, Susan held my hand and guided me to a bench in a secluded park. "How long have you known?" I asked, wondering if she was covering for her daughter. "Until today, I only suspected." She sighed. "I was going to confront her. That's why I took the afternoon off." Susan rubbed my hand between hers. "I've come home and the house smelled of sex. When I asked how you were doing, Donna said you hadn't been there. I wanted to tell you, but didn't know what to say." She looked off, not wanting to see the pain on my face. Dated the Daughter, but Married the Mother "Yeah, I thought you wanted to talk to me, but Donna was always there." I wiped my eyes and kicked my toe into the grass like a lost child. "I thought she might just be hiding the sex you two were having. I mean I know you've had sex at your apartment, but she might be... well you know and everything." She stammered, trying to find the right words. "Do you know who?" "I thought I recognized one of the voices." I shrugged. "I don't know how many she...." "What...? What do you mean?" Susan looked at me strangely. "She had more than one guy with her. I didn't look, but she said...." I stopped before I said too much. "You're kidding?" She blushed. "I thought I taught her better. I mean I know what it's like to have a strong sex drive, but there is no excuse to become a wanton slut!" Susan looked at me and saw me flinch. "I'm sorry; you just took me by surprise." "You're not the only one. My surprise quotient is full for the next ten years." I tried to laugh it off. "Why couldn't I have met you first?" I mused out loud, putting my foot in my mouth. "I'm old enough to be you mother." She blushed instantly. "Not unless you started having kids before you were ten." I laughed. "Did you know there is the same age difference between me and you, as me and your daughter?" I looked at her and her blush went deeper. "But you're my daughter's boyfriend. I couldn't...." Susan started to protest. "Not anymore." I interrupted and saw the shock on her face. "I'm sorry Susan. I'm open to a lot of things, but cheating isn't one of them. I'm not into having my sex partner tell me no to something she gives to someone else! She fucked in her own bed and now she can lay in the mess." Her look was priceless. "I am so sorry Steven. I just don't know what to say. I mean you are an attractive young man, and it has been so long, but I don't know if I could deal with the drama." I know she was trying to let me down softly since I had such a shitty day. "Would you let this young man take you to dinner and just talk to me?" I asked not knowing what my mouth was doing. "Yes... it will give her time to finish and clean up before I have a talk with her tonight." I saw her eyes narrow. "Let's go get your car. I'll follow you." She stood up and hugged me as my legs didn't want to hold me. If anything her body felt better than her daughters. A nicer, softer, gentle fit with mine. I shook my head and bit my lip as she drove. "Promise me we will not talk about her tonight." I asked as I got into my car and drove off. We didn't. We had a good time. We laughed and talked about normal day to day stuff. And as always, I wondered why I didn't meet her first. Comparing the two, I knew I had been cheated. Let me be clear. I wasn't in a hurry to try and jump her bones. Yes, I thought about it. But, if anything happened between me and Susan, it wasn't going to be a grudge fuck. I left my phone off for three days. To be honest I figured she'd get the message. I mean I know Susan had the talk with her. She told me about it the next day when we met for lunch. We even laughed as some of the lame excuses Donna tried. Yes, I know my voicemail would have messages from Donna on it. So I deleted all of them, without listening to any of her bullshit. I did all the things most normal scorned lovers do when they find out they have been played for the fool. The only thing that kept me sane was Susan. I would call her from whatever phone was handy and just check in. It was her who suggested that I turn on my phone again. "You can't avoid her forever, especially if you plan on still talking to me." She warned me and I knew she had a point. Because yes, I wanted to keep talking to Susan. I found her to be a warm, caring, attentive person; who I admired and would love to get to know better. Donna be damned. That lasted until the day I didn't have class or work to keep me safe from the backlash. I just put in my microwave pizza and pulled out a beer. I knew from the pounding at the door who it was. I took a big swig and opened the door to take my lumps. "Where the hell have you been? I've been worried sick. This is a hell of a way to treat your future wife." She screamed at me. "Donna, I was there." Was all I said, and went to get my pizza. "You were where? I don't know why you're avoiding me, and I tend to find out." I knew the tactic she was using. She figured if she made this my fault, she might have a chance of turning this around. "Donna, I was there and I know, so cut the bullshit!" I turned around and took my pizza out. "You don't have to make a scene, and you're free to go fuck whoever and how many others you want. Single or in groups, it doesn't matter anymore. You can gangbang the whole fucking school if you want to."I slammed the door to the microwave. "No...! No, you can't... what did mom tell you?" She looked frightened for the first time. "You mom didn't tell me anything. I was fucking there!" I tried to keep my temper, but her evasions weren't helping. "You were at work. Then mom comes home late." She stammered, looking like her world caved in. "No, Donna, I wasn't at work. I had the afternoon off. I thought that I would surprise you since we haven't been able.... Do you know what it feels like to have someone tell you no, and then find out they are giving it freely to someone else? It fucking sucks. That's how it feels." I was over it. "This is a waste of time Donna. I know and I don't approve of your other activities. It's time for you to go." "But... it didn't mean.... It was just sex. I love only you. Doesn't that count for anything? I was curious; it wasn't like we're married. I didn't cheat." She started pleading. "Oh, I can't wait until I have a cock in all my holes... or some shit like that." I turned and almost slapped her. "Try walking into that. What a shock it was to learn my girlfriend is a fucking, cock hungry, gangbang slut; and then you give me this line of shit you're spilling! Look, I think its best you leave before I say or do something I'll regret." I turned away and ignored her tears and I heard my door slam behind her. Her declarations of 'I'm sorry' fell on deaf ears. ************ I know I don't have to tell you about having to change my number and listening to all her drivel. Of how she made an honest mistake and all that bullshit; do I? I mean we know it was coming. My sanity was stretched to the limit. The only saving grace was Susan. Susan would always call me within a half an hour after listening to Donna's spew. After a while, I started taking more of Donna's calls just to hear Susan's voice afterward. How fucked up was that? "Are you alright?" Would be the words that soothed my troubled soul. We were able to talk about everything. Susan started telling me about her day as I pulled myself away from the brink. At least once a week, I'd meet her somewhere so we could talk face to face. I would have to put on a solid front as I knew Susan would start with telling me how Donna was doing. After the third time I had to put a stop to it. "Susan, I hope Donna can find someone who can make her happy. I know it can't be me. Please, please... stop giving me these briefs on what's going on. I much rather talk about you and what is going on in your life. I know Donna is sorry she got caught. It doesn't change the fact that she did what she did and that's it something that I just can't live with and still be her boyfriend." I thought it was a good speech. "I know, but she begs me every time she learns I'm seeing you. I know she still tells everyone you are together and she hopes that one day you'll forgive her. I can kind of see her point. I know I enjoy your company and we're just friends." She reached out and touched my hands. "I'm her mother. I love her no matter what. You do understand that, right?" "Yeah I know. But I rather not go down that path again. I cared for her, but...." I didn't want to finish that sentence. "It's my job to want what is best for her, and I know that is you." She added with a wistful smile. "What if I'd rather be best for you instead?" I laced my fingers with hers and held her hand as she tried to pull away. "I don't know if I could survive that soap opera." She smiled sadly. "I like you a lot, but my track record with men sucks. Besides, I wouldn't want to be accused of robbing the cradle." "I'm not that much younger than you, and if you'd look in the mirror, you look a lot younger than you are. I don't see any of the age police giving you any looks as I sit here looking at you with admiration in my eyes and holding your hand." I smiled at her and kissed the back of her hand as her face turned red. "You are smooth, but I rather be...." She was nibbling her bottom lip. "I refuse to be pigeon-holed in the friend category. I mean, I'll accept it for now, but I'd love to get to know you better and see what can happen." I stopped her before she could say the words of death. "You can't mean that." She was still blushing. "You want to make a bet?" I turned her hand over and started kissing her palm. "We can take this as fast or slow as you want, but trust me... I want this." I kissed her ring finger and set her hand down. "We'll take this one day at a time... okay?" I could see her pulse and nodded yes; and then, we ordered dinner. I have to tell you, we weren't being secretive about what we were doing or when we saw each other. I'd rather say we wanted privacy. To be honest, I didn't think it was anyone's business that I was falling in love with Susan; especially Donna. I mean, I knew I'd have to deal with it eventually, but I also had to deal with Susan's gun shyness first. For the next month we played that game. Until finally I got a weekend off. I asked Susan to go out with me on a real date. I was shocked when she accepted. I took her to dinner and asked her if she wanted to go dancing afterward. "Where does she think you are?" I had to ask before we entered the club. "Out on a date. I just didn't tell her who with. She'd been trying to set me up recently. Let her think what she will." Susan shrugged, making me notice that her lovely breasts were unencumbered. After a couple of drinks and getting tired of guys hitting on Susan, I suggested we find someplace more quiet. "I'm all yours." Susan laughed as she shot down another bar Don Juan and latched onto my arm. "That was fun." She laughed as we left with every male eye plus a few female ones following us out of the club. In a rush of transferring blood, my little head took over and I headed home. Susan didn't resist as I shut the door and kissed her. I'd wanted to do that for longer than I care to think about. "Oh god I need you." Her eyes went smoky and her hands started roaming over my chest as she worked the buttons of my shirt. We didn't waste time with words as our hands pulled and pushed until the interfering clothes were out of the way. As soon as her nipples came into view, I was suckling them like I would starve if she didn't feed me. I could feel her patch of wet pubic hair against my stomach as she locked her arms and legs around me. I stumbled to my bed and we landed in a heap. We didn't stop kissing and groping each other as she ended up on top of me. I had both of her breasts in my hands, valiantly trying to suck both nipples at the same time. Her hips started moving, leaving a wet trail as she searched for my hard pole. "Please, please, please." She begged as I refused to give up on my quest. When I had both tips in my mouth, she groaned and slid into place. "Oh damn you're so hot." I grunted as her core enveloped me in a single thrust of our hips. It was one soft slow ride into her wet clutching depths. "Shut up and fuck me." She demanded shoving one of her nipples in my mouth as she controlled every thrust and wiggle. I was in heaven. If Donna was into aerobics, Susan took the advance workout class. She wasn't in a hurry as she pleasured us. If she found a spot that felt good, she take her time and grind her pussy on my cock until she was about ready to explode. She leaned back so my cock could rub her spot and tease her cervix. She'd keep it up until she couldn't take anymore, and then move to a different position. All I could do was hold on and feast when her nipples came within reach. We were drenched in sweat and her juices an hour later when I could take no more and shoved myself to the hilt. "I'm, I'm... Oh yeah...!" I grunted as my balls pulled up and emptied into her. I captured her mouth. As she stiffened up and I felt hot wet juices squirt out of her and covered my stomach. "Don't stop, don't stop... oh please don't stop." Susan begged as she flexed against me. I held myself ridged as she undulated on my pole. I know it felt like hours, but in real time, we flopped together out of breath after a couple of minutes of blissful climax. It was like I had found another part of her, as my softening cock refused to slip out of its new home. I don't know if I was just hard enough, or if her pussy refused to let me go. In the long run, it really didn't matter. What mattered was we were together and I never wanted anyone else. Yeah, I'm male; and yeah, I've had sex before. But, this was something much deeper. If I never had sex with another woman again, I'd be perfectly happy. Deep down, I knew I found not only my soul-mate, but the perfect lover. "Damn, it's never been that good." Susan gasped as she tried to sit up. "Don't move... I don't want you to move." I cupped her butt and rubbed her back. "We've made a mess. I was just going to get a towel." She said as her pussy clutched again. "Yeah and so?" I kissed her. "I'm happy right here." I held her close. "As far as I'm concerned, you can stay there forever." I looked up at her to let her know I wasn't joking. "I'd look silly with you buried inside of me at work. I think there are laws." She snuggled back down and flipped her hair out of my face. "Not that I'm complaining... that was lovely." She kissed my neck and wrapped her arms around me to get comfortable. I must have dozed, but jolted awake when she asked. "Where do we go from here? I never expected this." I opened my eyes and saw her worry. Without trying to be flippant, I answered. "Why do we have to go anywhere?" The fog lifted from my brain. "Seriously Susan, I don't see the problem. I've been falling in love with you from the onset. I wouldn't have done anything as long as she and I were together, but that isn't an issue anymore. I don't want to stop or feel bad about making love to you." I kissed the bridge of her nose. "Just promise to be honest with me and we'll work it out." "Oh my," She shuttered. "That's another first. I never came just from words before. Let's go take a shower together and then we can talk until I fall asleep in your arms." She smiled at me. "Sounds like a plan." I lifted her up so she could get off me. I hissed as we disengaged and the cold air replaced the molten core that had been covering me. "Did you mean it?" Susan asked me halfway through our shower. "Mean what?" I washed her back and butt. "That you're in love with me and we could work through anything as long as we're honest." She looked over her shoulder and cupped my balls as she reached back. "Yeah, I meant every word of it. Why?" The water was getting cold so I hurried along so I could get her back in my bed where I figured she belonged. "Because I know where my daughter gets her strong sex drive from.' She sighed. "I would never want to hurt you like she did." "Let's dry off. This is a conversation that needs eye to eye contact." I replied and shut off the water. We went back into the living room. I took my chair and Susan tucked her legs under her on the couch. She was wearing a towel and one of my shirts. "We don't have to do this now." She said and ran her hands down her thighs. "Better sooner than later." I said and looked at her and thought of where to start. "It wasn't the sex. It was the cheating that bothered me." I blurted out. "Hell, neither one of us were virgins when we started on her birthday. I think I have an open mind. I know I've had my share of fantasies." I shrugged. "What really hurt you the most?" Susan asked as she tilted her head and looked at me. "Two things." I sighed. "The biggest was, giving someone something she refused me. The second had to be the going behind my back. I'll never be a happy cuckold." I was truthful. "What did she refuse you?" I could see the confusion in her eyes. "Her ass. She kept telling me she was saving that. I thought it was for her honeymoon or something...." "Oh...!" She blushed. "Hell, she was into everything else, so yeah, I'm a guy and I tried...." I sighed and looked over her shoulder. "She was egging him on...." "I don't need to know...TMI." Susan said quickly. "So, um anyway. You'd um be okay with what she did, if she was upfront and honest about it?" She blushed a deeper shade of red. "I don't know. All I know was that decision was taken from me. I can never trust her again. If she gets away with it once, what's to stop her from trying it again? After everything else is said and shifted, if there isn't trust; there isn't a relationship." I leaned forward. "I guess my most important rule would have to be. If you can't do in front of your mate, then it's wrong. If you have to sneak around behind their back, it's way wrong. Everything else would be up for negotiation." I sat back and waited for her response. "I have an idea." She smiled. "Why don't you take me back to bed and make love to me until I fall asleep. We can talk about this later." She dropped her towel and unbuttoned my shirt as her damp hair framed her face. It was all the invitation I needed. I spent the next hour switching from eating her drenched pussy to teasing her with long hard strokes of my cock, until I could feel her almost cum. By the time I was done, she was out of control. She begged me not to stop even after I filled her up again. She was really shocked when my cock couldn't stay hard, so I dove in and finished her off with my fingers and tongue. I got my face washed with pussy juice for my troubles. She was a quivering puddle of goo, by the time she couldn't take anymore. I slipped up and pulled her close to me as she gazed at me with wonder and fell asleep. The next day, we both didn't want our time to end. Susan got up and made breakfast out of what she could find in my tiny kitchen and served me in bed. We showered together and got dressed. We went shopping for things to fill my cupboards and her some personal items for my bathroom. "If I'm going to be spending time there, we need a few things dear." She smiled and I followed her wherever she led. That evening, we were holding hands, walking in the park. "In for a penny...." She sighed. "I have to be honest with you." She found a bench. "What, what's wrong?" I asked her when I saw her expression. "Okay, I have this girlfriend." She pushed her hair back and scooted away from me. "We've both been burned by a long string of guys. We made a pact a couple of years ago after she made a huge mistake." "Is she your lover?" I took a stab in the dark. "No... more like a friend with benefits." She smiled and blushed. "We know even though men don't think so, women get horny too. That's when we go out and do something stupid, just like men. We keep each other from making those mistakes." She shrugged, making things move under her top. "You said you wanted honesty." "Okay, so my girlfriend is bi-sexual. I don't have a problem with that." I smiled, and yes my mind went there. "So, you'd be okay with that?" She tilted her head like she does. "What would you do if you came home and found us together in bed?" I could hear her nervousness. Dated the Daughter, but Married the Mother "It depends on if I'm invited." I laughed. "Seriously Susan, I'd either shut the door giving you the privacy to finish, or sit there and watch. Since you've been honest with me and we've talked about it, it wouldn't be a surprise." I kissed her hand. "Well at least not an unpleasant surprise." "Really, or are you just saying that?" She asked me looking in my eyes. "Really; if that is something you'd want to continue doing.... It's part of who you are. I don't plan on trying to change you. I think you're perfect they way you are. Cute dimples on your ass and all." I kissed her, which started a make-out session in the park that almost got us in trouble. After we put out the fire we started at the park, she was laying next to me in bed and asked. "So, just how open minded are you? I saw you get irritated with the other guys hitting on me at the club." She used her hand to keep her chin off my chest. "Why, do you want to make love to other men?" I asked looking into her eyes as she softly fondled my wilted cock and balls. "Never make love, dear. But, a good threesome or something like that can get a girl's juices going. I only make love to my lover. But, some wild uninhibited sex is something totally different. There is a huge difference between sex and love and we both know it." She ran her thumb over my little head as it filled with blood. "I see part of you is interested." She smiled and leaned down and totally distracted me with her talented mouth. Later, after the blood returned to my big head and we were dressing so she could go home, I asked her. "So, is this just speculation, or is this something you'd really like to try? Are you just trying to see how open minded I am, or...." "Girls have fantasies too." She interrupted me. "Guys don't have a monopoly on that. But, most girls want to know they are safe in their relationship to act out their fantasies. We both know most people give up a lot to be in a relationship. What if we didn't have to give that up? Think about it dear, and we can talk about it more later. I have to go or I'm going to be useless at work." She kissed me. "I had a terrific time." Before I could take another breath, she was out the door. I knew I was in love with her, but I didn't know how she felt for me. I mean neither one of us made the big declaration yet. I found out the next Friday. I had to work late and I knew Susan had the night off. She surprised me when she called. "Hey lover, how's your day going?" Her sweet voice made me smile. "Long and longer. What are you up to?" I asked and moved out of hearing of the other people around me. "Well Carole asked if I could come over. I told her I had to ask you first."She said breathlessly. "Why would you have to ask me if you can go over to a friend's house?" I was confused. "Because my dear, she's a friend and you're my lover. You come first. I'm not in love with her, no matter how many times we've had sex. I am in love with you." She answered so many questions and had my heart beating like a drum. "Oh, that Carole." I stammered. "Um, have fun and let me know what happens... I do love you by the way." What else could I say? "Love you too. I'll call you when I get home so you know I'm safe. Thanks for understanding dear." She made kissing sounds and hung up. I got home at midnight and wanted to get some sleep. I tossed and turned until one thirty. Then the phone rang. "Hey baby!" her voice made me feel better. "Hey yourself; so, how did it go?" I asked wondering what she'd tell me. "I got her off three times, but she just couldn't get me there. I missed you...." She started the conversation. The next morning as the alarm went off. I found my phone still next to the pillow. The line was dead and I tried to remember if I ever told her goodnight. ********** The next big hurdle was dealing with Donna. Yes, I had to go over to Susan's house and finally talk to her. I tried, but I don't think I got through to her. I tried to be nice. But I don't think she was listening. For her it was all about. "What can I do to make this up to you?" Or her begging for forgiveness. "I want you to learn from this Donna." I would tell her. "That's all I want. I want you to never do that to anyone else. That's all I can hope for." I watched Susan putter around and get ready. "Okay, I promise... how long are you going to make me pay for my mistake? I want us to get back to where we belong." I looked at Susan, she just shrugged. "We can never get back to there. All we can do is move on." I tried to explain it to her. "There is no taking it back, or erasing what happened." I hoped she would listen. "Will you at least start talking to me again? Can you start coming over again? Please...?" She begged. "Yes, I'll talk to you. Yes, I will be coming over more often. But, that doesn't mean we'll ever get back together." See, I tried to tell her, but she wasn't listening. "That's all I ask for. Thank you." She bounced out of the room. "She doesn't have a clue does she?" I asked Susan. "No yet dear. She's hearing what she wants to hear. I was the same way with her father, until he disowned us when she was born. She'll learn over time. So, what are we doing tonight?" Susan asked with a lifted eyebrow. "I found this couples only place I'd like to try out." I smiled at her. "What makes this place so special?" She asked as we got ready to leave. "Donna we're leaving.' She called out. "Okay, tell Steve I'll call him later." Donna called back. Susan just shook her head. "Sometimes I feel so guilty. Not guilty enough not to be in love with you, but still I feel sorry for her when this all come crashing down." She hooked her arm with mine. "Now, you were telling me about this place." "It's a couples only, adults only, dance club. You have to apply to get in and sign a waiver that states you realize that no means no. One infraction and they'll boot you out." I told her. "Oh really; and what happens in this place that they have these rules for?" She looked at me strangely. "Whatever you say yes to. No sex on the dance floor, but they do have booths and rooms." I laughed at the look on her face. "It's a no pressure place we can find out how open minded we are and if this is something we'd like to explore." I told her honestly. "If one of us is uncomfortable, just say so, and we'll leave." "Okay, this could get interesting." Susan didn't look so sure. "If you don't want to go..." I said, stopping her before we got in her car. "You can take us wherever you want instead." I reassured her. "No, this could be fun. It also could be a disaster, but as long as I know you're coming home with me... we can try it at least once." The other rule of the club is what happens in the club stays in the club. Yes, we had fun. Yes, adult things happened and we learned a lot about each other. And yes, When Susan had enough, she asked to go and we left. "Manny and Jill seem like nice people." Susan said as I drove us to my apartment. "Yeah, and Manny would love to get you alone and fuck your brains out." I laughed. "Jill wouldn't mind riding your face for an hour or so either." Susan teased me back. "So, are you okay with what happened? I didn't get too carried away?" She blushed. "It was fun... I guess I was okay when that dude wanted to take you to his room and you told him not without your mate." I shrugged. "You didn't mind the under the table blowjob?" She turned so she could look at my face. "Nor the under the table pussy licking you did either. She was surprised, and you did have my cock in your hand the whole time. Well until she returned the favor after you made her cum. It was interesting to say the least." "Get us home... I have a surprise for you." She reached over and started stroking my hardening cock through my pants. So, I drove as fast as I could without getting a ticket or in a wreck. We didn't waste any time getting naked once in the apartment. She pushed me down on the couch and was on top of me, fucking herself to her first orgasm. I sucked her nipples as they bounced in front of me. I knew I had made the right choice. I couldn't love Susan any more. At least that is what I thought until she told me. "Now that we're lubed up, I want to give you my ass. No one's ever been back there and no one else will." She lifted herself up and moved my cock to her back hole. "Just go slow my love." She kissed me as the head of my cock popped past her tight opening. "You're so tight... you sure?" I gasped out as it felt like she was pulling the skin off my dick as she lowered herself. "Yessss, suck my tits babe." She hissed as I filled her back passage. "Don't move... don't move. Let me get used to you back there." She ground herself all the way down. "Damn babe, I knew you were big, but I'm stretched to my limit." Susan panted as she held us still. "You didn't have to do this." I said as I ran my hands all over her body. "Yes I did. I'll deny you nothing lover." She started moving in small motions. "If we're going to experiment, I have to keep something just for you. This is it." She started moving in bigger movements. "You know I'm not going to last?" I told her as her ass clutched and tightened down on my cock. "I can feel all of you... suck my tits and fuck my ass baby... I'm so close." She panted and I complied. "Fuck yeah, fuck me... ooohh FUCK; I'M CUMMING!" She shouted and tossed her head back. "Oh shit... oh fuck...! God damn it!" I flexed my hips and shot my load into her ass. It was so intense. Quick, but very mind blowing, I saw flashes of lights behind my eyelids. "Don't move, don't move... stay still." Susan begged me. I didn't want to be the one to tell her, it was her who kept moving. "That was something else." She panted as she laid her head on my shoulder. "Can I have my cock back now?" I chuckled as she kept rocking back and forth. "Maybe in a little bit. A soon as my legs can move... I'll have to go to the bathroom." She blushed. We washed up and fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow. I knew there would never be another woman like Susan. She was it for me. She was smart, sexy, vivacious and playful. She loved me and I loved her. Sex was something we shared and we loved only each other. She wouldn't do anything other than blowjobs unless protection was used. Neither would I. I want to be clear. Sometimes when we went to the club, we played. Other times we got bored and went home to make love to each other. Our play only added to us. If it didn't, then it didn't happen. The only time I wasn't involved, was with Carole. No, it hasn't happened. There hasn't been a threesome. Carole and I aren't attracted to each other. So, there you have it. That was until a few days ago when Susan came to me worried. I instantly needed to know what was wrong. I pulled her into the back of my work. "What's wrong baby... are you okay?" I asked frightened for her. "I'm... I'm, I'm!" She stuttered. "I'm pregnant!" She turned pale and almost fainted. "Are you sure?" I sat her down and held her hands. "As positive as the three home tests and the one at the doctor's office can be. I'm pregnant." She started crying. "What do we do now?" "That's easy sweetheart! We get married and raise our baby." I told her, certain of the right thing to do. "I can't trap you like that. You'll hate me for it like Donna's father did." She sobbed. "Susan... I'm not Donna's father. And even though I don't need a damn piece of paper for you to know how much I love you. We don't have to have an illegitimate child either. Our child will have its mother and father. I love you and you love me. That's all that is important." I reassured her. "What about your plans, your career? I can't stand in the way of that." I knew she was in shock. "Honey, all those plans included you anyway. Think of the money it will save with me not having to pay rent. We can put that money into the nursery and the baby stuff. Sweetheart, I'm not upset. I'm happy you're having my child." I kissed her. "When, where... HOW?" She asked next, holding onto me. "Donna thinks I've been going out with that guy... the one who stares at my tits all the time." She rubbed her head in frustration. "There are a lot of guys who stare at your tits, dear. So, that's a pretty big list." I laughed. "We go get the paperwork we need. We take a trip this weekend with a few friends and we come home as man and wife. We'll explain it to Donna together. She's an adult now. She'll just have to learn to live with it." I told her, easing her stress. "Do you really mean it? You'll marry me and make an honest woman out of me? What about our play time? What about...?" She babbled. "Yes, I mean it dear. I love only you. As for the rest... we'll figure all that out together as a married couple should." I hugged her. "I love you so much." She cried into my shirt. "So that's exactly what we did. Somehow Donna got wind of our plans and brought the guy she was trying to set Susan up with. He got mouthy with one of the guests, and here we are officer." I shrugged. "The preacher just pronounced us man and wife, when they came in screaming to 'stop the wedding'. It was already too late, but that's what happened." I told the cop and looked at my smiling wife who was sitting next to her best friend Carole. "That's one hell of a story son. It will make a great tale for when I get back to the office. But, I need to know who the hell threw the first punch. I have to give someone the ticket." The cop said and pointed to his open ticket book. Aftermath: Carole drove the vehicle with our friend's home, while I drove our silent car. Susan held my hand as Donna fumed. The only thing she would say was. "But mom, he's my boyfriend!" To which Susan would reply. "But Donna, he's MY husband!" And they would go back to silence. I was smart enough to shut the fuck up, until we got home so I could have my undivided attention on the discussion at hand. As soon as we got home, Donna threw a fit. "I'm leaving and never coming back. I don't need this shit!" She threatened. "You're going to sit your ass down and listen first." I told her, not putting up with her act. "You're not my father and I don't have to listen to you." She screamed at me, getting that out of the way. "If you had listened in the first place, we wouldn't be in this mess Donna." Susan said and pointed to the couch. "So sit your ass down and listen for once! You might be able to make an intelligent decision for the first time in your life." I'd never hear that tone from Susan, but obviously Donna had. She sat down and crossed her arms. "But mom... I loved him... why did you have to steal him from me?" She went to crying next. "Donna, your mom didn't steal anything from you. You gave it away the day I learned you were having gang-bangs behind my back." I sighed. "I cared for you deeply, but when I walked into what I did. I told you it was over. You're the only one who didn't know it. You cheated and you paid the price. I didn't intend to fall in love with you mother, that just happened." I spoke softly so she had to listen to hear what I was saying. "I thought I was going to get you back. I've been good and everything." Donna said lowering her voice, and wiping a tear from her eye. "Sweetie, we haven't hidden this from you. You just didn't want to see it." Susan put her hand on Donna's leg. "I love you but, you can put blinders on and everyone gets hurt when they come off." She sighed. "I tried not falling in love with Steven, but it happened and now I'm pregnant with his child." "YOU"RE PREGNANT!" Donna screamed. "Yes... I'm pregnant and you don't have to shout. I'm not three feet away from you." She scolded Donna automatically. "I forgot to take precautions when we started making love together and I got pregnant with Steven's child. I'm a little over three months along." Susan calmly informed Donna. "That's why the marriage happened so suddenly. It would have happened one day anyway, I'd already asked her to be with me forever." I told my former girlfriend and now step-daughter. "Think about it honestly Donna. What we had wasn't marriage material. We had aroba-sex and that's about it. As a matter of fact, it was so great, you had to go behind my back and do the things you wouldn't do with me. You can never have a marriage based on that type of relationship. At least I can't. Falling in love with Susan, was just meant to be." I told her, hoping that she might listen to reason. "I think you were in love with the idea of being married, but you still have some wild oats to sow" Susan said softly. "Be honest with yourself for once honey. We both care for you and want you to be around." Susan patted her daughter, trying to sooth her. "As long as you can understand we are married and act accordingly, we'll still pay your tuition and you can live here. We both want you to graduate. But, we are married and you are an adult. If you can't handle it, we'll help you find a place to be on your own." I told her honestly. "I was just trying to get it all out of my system so I could be your wife. There are things you just don't do with a husband. This isn't fair!" Donna huffed, but she didn't look as hurt. "Donna, I hope you learn from this. Here is the best advice I can give you so you don't get hurt or hurt anyone else again." I put my hand on top of Susan's. "If you can't do it in front of your lover or mate. Then it is just wrong." I told her my golden rule. "You might also try being honest with your partner. You never know. He just might shock you and knock your socks off. I know Steven has surprised me with how open minded and caring he is." Susan smiled. "Now, you need to figure out how you're going to help pay for the damages you caused. What you did was totally unnecessary and like everything else; there is a price to be paid." She looked at her daughter. "We won't help with that, but we will try and help with everything else." I added letting Donna know I supported my wife in this. "It's been a long day and Steven and I are tired. We're going to bed... together. I suggest you might want to stay at a friend's house for the rest of the weekend and do some thinking. Next weekend we're emptying Seven's apartment and moving all his stuff here." Susan stood up and pulled me with her. "We'll talk more about this later. Goodnight baby girl." She leaned over and kissed Donna's head and pulled me into her... our room. "What now?" I asked unsure of what was going to happen next. "We give her a few minutes to get her stuff and leave. Then my husband, I want you to make soft, slow, love to your wife, until we fall asleep in the wet spot. Take it easy on my nipples though. They're a bit tender." She smiled and kissed me. "Yes dear." Was all I could say, then a stray thought hit me. "You know, now that you are pregnant; there is one thing I'd like to try." I whispered in her ear as I stripped. "What is that dear?" She leaned against me. "Have you ever heard of creampie eating?" I laughed as she shuttered in my arms. "You'd do that?" She asked as I felt the moisture at the juncture of her legs as my hands roamed her body. "Well you did say you don't like the feeling of rubbers and you love me eating you when they can't get you off." I laughed. "Brat...!" She scolded me. "Yes, but I'm your brat." I kissed her as I heard the front door slam. "Just think... I could be under you, licking your clit, while he's fucking you nice and hard from behind." I teased. "Oh, well someone better be fucking me soon!" She tossed her dress and bra into the hamper. "Come make love to your wife, husband." She jumped in the bed and spread her legs in invitation.