She chuckled. “Not like you and them. But he’s nice. The first couple of times were nothing to write home about, but he got the hang of it. He doesn’t last that long, but he can get it up and up, and up.”
“TMI, TMI.”
She smacked my chest. “Don’t be a prude. Be happy for me. It took a while, but he learned how to get me off. A few times.”
Tina sighed, cuddling in close. “You have no idea Wendy. He’s been fucking me since we left. I must have come a dozen times. Your Dad is amazing.”
“Inspired, gorgeous. My little fantasy girl.”
“Daddy! Have you been fantasizing about Tina?”
“Oh, come on, Wendy! She’s gorgeous, and around all the time. So damn sexy. Of course I fantasized about her. I had to have someone to fantasize about.”
“And how long has that been going on?” she asked.
Uh-oh. “A … a while.”
She giggled and smacked me. “Pervert.”
She sat up, and dragged a reluctant Donna away from the bed. “Come on, Donna. It’s Tina’s night.”
I wanted to misbehave, but I was worn out. I know Tina was. We took a shower, and I slept with a gorgeous young teen in my bed, content as I’d ever been.
* * *
The next morning was my second morning sex in four years. It was nothing like the night before. I was wrapped around her, clinging like I was afraid she’d escape. Her smell was in my head, and her soft skin was pressed against mine.
My hand caressed her soft body, and my erection was pressed against her bottom. As I tried to maneuver in position, she sighed, and lifted a leg for me. Sweet girl. It took a bit of effort but I eventually got the head lodged in her, and I had her from there. Easy, slow-going, but I managed more of my length until I was stroking into her steadily.
“Mmm, good morning,” she said.
“Best morning,” I replied.
She twisted a bit, shifting her hips, allowing me deeper. Neither of us seemed to be in a hurry to change things up, and I just lay there, half-asleep, my hips doing most of the work, enjoying the sensation of being inside of her.
It was no marathon, like the previous day. Maybe the chemicals were wearing off, or maybe it was just too wonderful to last. Eventually I grabbed her hip and thrust a little more forcefully, until I groaned my release. I felt a little bad for not making an effort to get her off, but I figured she still owed me a few after the night before.
Shortly after I’d filled her, she twisted around and lay on my chest. “I can’t believe I’m here,” she said.
“Me either. It’s pretty incredible.”
She gave me a long kiss, then pulled away. “Oh God, please tell me my breath isn’t as bad as yours.”
“Breath of death, beautiful girl,” I teased.
She giggled and cuddled back up, humming her pleasure. “When you fantasized about me, what were you thinking?”
I chuckled. “Too many fantasies to recall them all. Most of them had you walking into my home office and telling me you’d seen me watching you. Then you’d give me a blowjob.”
She kissed my chest. “I have seen you watching. A lot. I should have done just what you said. Mr. Z.”
“Tina, sweetie. After all we’ve done, I think it’s Ok for you to call me Adam, don’t you think?”
She smiled. “Ok, Adam.” She stretched like a cat, and sat up, allowing me to see that perfect young body. “Shave. You’re scratchy,” she said. “Wanna shower?”
Like I was going to say no?
We showered together, soaping each other up, then rinsing each other off. Apparently we took too long. Wendy opened the shower door. “Enough already, you too. I’m not going to miss breakfast for the second day in a row.” The evil vixen was naked and climbed in the shower with us, pushing both of us out. It was a naughty thing to do.
“You have your own shower,” I reminded her, as I stumbled out.
“Yours is better,” she answered. “Besides, Donna is in the other one.”
I wrapped a towel around my waist, and cleaned up, shaving closely, brushing my teeth, flossing, using mouthwash. I’d been doing too much kissing not to have an immaculately clean mouth.
I’d lost Tina to the girl’s room, and finished dressing on my own. The girls weren’t long behind me, getting ready. It was a beautiful day in paradise, and I was about as lucky as a man could get.
Breakfast was Ok, their buffet was nothing like the restaurants, but it was filling and what I needed after the recent calisthenics. Manny must have seen us coming. He had the lounges arranged, and four of the Specials waiting. “Good morning, senor, senoritas.”
We greeted him, and accepted our drinks. Before long, we were all in the pool, enjoying the cool water, sipping on our drinks, and people watching. “Any plans for the day?”
“We signed up for the free scuba lessons. We’re supposed to go to the other pool at eleven. Want to come?” Wendy said.
“I don’t need lessons. I was certified when I was seventeen.”
She looked surprised. “How come I didn’t know that?”
“Because you weren’t born yet, sweetie, and I never could convince your mother to try diving.”
Apparently, the girls would get some video instruction, time in the pool, and a dive master led dive in shallow water. I almost wished I’d thought to bring my PADI card along. It was tempting to join them, but I was afraid I’d be a distraction.