“I guess I should get her home…” Melanie looked over at Charley once she retreated to the couch to watch television.
“Why?” I pulled her close. “Charley can nap here just as easily as she can nap at home.”
“Are you sure?” Melanie raised an eyebrow.
“Does that answer your question.” I pointed to Charley, who had laid her head against the couch and closed her eyes.
“I guess it would be okay…” Melanie nodded.
“That just means the two of us get some time together.” I leaned forward and pressed my lips to her neck.
“While—she’s sleeping?” Melanie exhaled sharply.
“People do it all the time.” I pulled her towards one of the rooms. “We can be quick—and if we’re quiet, we’ll hear if she wakes up.”
“This is a bad idea…” Melanie had concern on her face, but she still let me pull her into one of the side rooms and close the door.
“Relax…” I kissed her neck and started to unfasten her jeans.
“Are you sure you’re even up for this? Aren’t you still injured?” she sighed, and her skin started to erupt in goosebumps.
“You’ll just have to be gentle…” I slid her jeans down her hips.
The room was one that was made for entertaining guests when the living room wasn’t formal enough. It had several pieces of furniture, including a sofa that wasn’t as comfortable as the one in the living room, but it would certainly do. We undressed slowly, and Melanie grimaced when she saw my bandage. It did ache, but I wanted her too bad to pay attention to the pain. We left a trail of clothes to the sofa, and I carefully positioned myself between her thighs. I didn’t have the stamina for a marathon, or the ability to do anything other than gently make love to her, but I craved the closeness. I kissed her slowly, squeezed her breasts, and guided my cock to her pussy. She was wet and ready for me, even if she was worried that her daughter wouldn’t sleep long.
“I missed this…” Melanie exhaled sharply as I went deep inside her.
“Not as much as I have.” I gave her a couple of gentle thrusts and leaned forward to crush her lips beneath mine.
Our lips seared together as our bodies started to enjoy the pleasure that our passionate embrace brought. It was soft and beautiful but just as hot as ever. I got a rhythm going with my thrusts that pushed me to the edge of what I could stand—which was enough to make her moan every time she felt my cock against her g-spot. It didn’t take long for my balls to start aching as they begged for their release, but I was holding up a lot better than I expected, so I decided to push myself just a little bit further. Mela
nie wasn’t there yet, and I wanted to make sure she tasted the same bliss I did before we were done.
“You feel so good…” Melanie dug her nails into my back—not as hard as normal but enough for me to feel her tense up when she got close to an orgasm.
“I want to feel more than good.” I pressed my lip to her ear. “I want to feel you come.”
The thrusts settled into a steady pace that didn’t cause me much pain, and every single one of them sent euphoria coursing through my veins. It was getting hard to hold back, but Melanie still wasn’t on the threshold of heaven with me. I let my mind block out the pain and started to hammer her hard enough to make the couch shift on the floor. A few of those did the trick. Her moans got louder—her body began to writhe underneath me—and those sapphire-blues lit up with the beauty of the moment we were sharing. Her pussy spasmed, and she leaned against me. I gave her a few quick thrusts, and my hips began to jerk. A second later, cum surged through my shaft and flooded Melanie’s pussy. That made her orgasm peak, and I kept thrusting until she came down from high, and the orgasm subsided.
“That was amazing.” Melanie purred into my ear and wrapped her arms around my neck.
“See, we can be quiet when we want to be.” I exhaled sharply and pulled her into my arms as I slumped against the couch.
“I need to go check on her…” Melanie stayed in my arms for a couple of seconds, but then she leaned forward and reached for her panties.
We got dressed, exchanged a couple of passionate kisses that almost put us right back on the couch, but we fought against the temptation. When we got back to the living room, Charley was exactly where we left her—sleeping in front of the television with the cartoons still playing. There was no reason to disturb her, so Melanie sat down on the opposite side of the room so we could talk softly and tease each other with a touch when the mood called for it.
I had an immense feeling of tranquility. The only thing that would have made it better was if my two girls were upstairs doing what they normally did—whispering about boys—fighting over who borrowed which shirt when they were supposed to—plotting to get a few extra dollars out of me for something they wanted. I missed them immensely, and not even the beauty of the moment I was sharing Melanie was enough to push that out of my thoughts entirely.
I wonder if they’ll be as accepting of Melanie as Charley seems to be of me.
“She’s waking up…” Melanie leaned forward and sighed. “I think that’s my queue to get ready to go.”
“Wait.” I put my hand on her arm. “You don’t have to go. We can hang out for a little while—order dinner. I won’t even get milkshakes this time…”
“I know you’ve got better things to do on a Saturday night than watch Frozen for the five thousandth time…” Melanie laughed her breath. “That’s probably what Charley will want to do.”
“I’ve never seen Frozen.” I looked up at her. “Is it good?”