When it was over, I was hollow – empty – exhausted. I collapsed forward – onto her body – the last drops of my semen oozing inside of her. I couldn’t move. I could barely breathe.
She hugged me and kissed me and wrapped her legs around my waist – encouraging all of my potent seed to remain safely inside of her.
“You’re playing with fire, mother,” Kasey laughed.
“It was perfect! I came so hard and still he pounded me,” she cooed. “The last one was just icing on the cake.”
Kasey laughed, “I think I see a little icing trying to escape, mom.”
“Sorry,” I mumbled to my sexy lover – as I attempted to lift some of my weight off of her.
She clung harder to me, pulling me back down again.
“You’re right where I want you, handsome. I owe you a little rest for pushing you that hard.”
“I’m surprised I didn’t pass out,” I admitted. “I came so hard!”
Mrs. Williams laughed, “Too bad I’m not ovulating right now – that might have done the trick.”
I glanced over at Kasey – to see what she thought of the idea of me knocking her mother up with her little brother or sister.
She was smiling – seemingly happy that I’d been able to give her mother what she wanted. Or .. maybe she was just happy that I wouldn’t be trying to hump her leg for an hour or two ..
I looked into the face of the beautiful woman – the temptress who had turned me feral for a few moments.
“You’re still evil – but you’re so fucking gorgeous.”
I kissed her lips, her eyes, her cheeks, and her nose – and her lips again.
She finally let me climb off of her.
Taking my hand, she said, “C’mon, stud. Let’s go get a shower.”
The two of us walked, naked, up the stairs.
I played with (and sucked) her titties a little – beneath the steamy spray – but – otherwise – we got our business done and got out of there.
An hour later, we were helping mom feed the baby mammals again – each of us arguing that our little critter-patient was the cutest one of the bunch.
Mrs. Williams had not forgotten our promise to take her to Benny’s the following Friday – and she invited mom along.
Mom was more than happy to help chaperone – and get her hands on one of Benny’s sinful burgers.
I told her we’d leave our place at five – grab the girls – maybe go play putt-putt or something – and then finish up wrangling one of Benny’s meat-monsters.
When all of the critters were fed, we gave mom hugs and headed back home.
We dropped Mrs. Williams off and left for the church – getting to Pastor John’s office just before our scheduled time.
He talked to us about finances, relating that money was the biggest cause of break-ups. He also talked about not basing a relationship on lust – or even love. He didn’t really ask a lot of questions – just gave us some stuff to think about.
Before we knew it the hour was up. He shook our hands and we headed out.
In the car, Kasey and I checked our phones. She had a message from Natalie – and I had one from Nick.
Neither of us were quite clear on the details of who had invited whom – and under what premise – but Natalie had ended up at Nick’s – where they watched anime, ate pizza, and talked.
They hadn’t kissed – hadn’t touched (other than sitting next to each other) – but they’d chatted until late – and slept at opposite ends of the couch (clothed) – and then went to IHOP for breakfast. They both seemed pretty excited about their new relationship – and were happy to take things slowly.
Cindy, meanwhile, was texting Kasey – asking her if she’d ever had a boy suck her clit.
Paul, apparently, had been doing some serious internet research into how to make a girl fall in love with you – and he was trying everything he’d read on our favorite burger waitress.
Based on the text I got from Paul, Cindy had enjoyed his honest efforts well enough that she had reciprocated. Paul said it was the most amazing thing ever.
I got an email that fall registration had opened for the community college that Kasey and I would be attending. I stopped by the house and grabbed my laptop.
When we got to her house, Kasey ran upstairs to grab her computer. We sat down at the breakfast bar and started figuring out what we were doing.
I’d already talked to my counselor – as had Kase – so we had the list of the classes we needed to take – but now we had to turn that list into an actual schedule.
We both needed Composition – so our plan was to take that together, if we could work it out.
As a starting point, we planned to get all of our classes out of the way before lunch – which left the afternoon for work, homework, and errands.
The software class I wanted only had one session in the morning – same deal with my hardware class. I had two choices for Spanish, one for Calculus, and one for Physics – which had a Tuesday/Thursday lab – in the evening. Mack wasn’t going to be happy about that but at least it wasn’t our busy nights.
Kasey had taken two years of French in high school but decided to try Spanish – so we could have another class together. It would also give us the advantage of having a practice-partner that we already knew.
By the time we were done, we were able to be together for Composition, Spanish, Calculus, and Physics (including, obviously, the lab).
I felt a lot better about my chances of surviving college-level Science classes if I could depend on Kasey (and her mom) to help me through the harder parts.
Kasey was in Chemistry when I was in Software Development – and Engineering Disciplines when I was in Systems Architecture.
Neither of us were looking forward to taking History classes so – for now anyway – we had pushed those back to our sophomore year.