Widower finding purpose in loss

I smile, enjoying how the robe sashays and opens as you walk around the kitchen. Brief peeks of skin followed by the allure of coverage. It's as if you've already familiarized yourself with where everything is.

"It was a very pleasant surprise, I'm still amazed at all the toys"

"There are still a lot of toys to explore, Rachel." I smile as you look back at me. You catch me gawking at the gap between your thighs, just barely covered by the robe. You return to the stove.

My phone dings. I stand and grab it from the other counter. It's Lindsay. "Good Morning Daddy! Hoping you have a wonderful day!" I smile. Lindsay's daily pick-me-up morning text.

I hold the phone up to you and show you. "She does this every morning."
 
My phone dings. I stand and grab it from the other counter. It's Lindsay. "Good Morning Daddy! Hoping you have a wonderful day!" I smile. Lindsay's daily pick-me-up morning text.

I hold the phone up to you and show you. "She does this every morning."


"I was just thinking of her last night, well after I was in bed"
Sitting down at the table with you.

"What are you going to tell her about us? And when is she coming to town?"
 
"I was just thinking of her last night, well after I was in bed"
"What are you going to tell her about us? And when is she coming to town?"


My mind races. Us? It seems so new and foreign. Is there even an 'us'? I mean, I WANT there to be a future in this, but is that what we're secretly discussing here now? Whether this is a one time thing? Or a one week thing?

"Us. Um.... This is all so sudden and unexpected. I hadn't even considered what to tell Linds. And finding out you two... It's complicated, for sure." I smile at you and dig into my eggs. They are cooked perfectly. As I take a bite I allow my eyes to scan over your robe-wrapped form. Even hidden, your body is perfect. All I really want to do right now is finish these eggs and take you to bed and feel myself explode inside you.

What would Helen think about all this? Is she watching me lust after our daughter's best friend from their teen years? Sure, Lindsay is in her mid 20s now, but SO much history is there from so long ago. Overnights in the old house and breakfasts just like this but with Helen and Lindsay also at the table. And here I am having breakfast with you, so sexy in your robe after we played for hours last night, in the house Helen and I built for US. Did I betray Helen? AM I betraying Lindsay? My heart sinks as I bite into a piece of toast. I sip on my coffee, suddenly sad and confused.

I was going to suggest we both skip work today and make love for the next 12 hours, but now.... What do I say?

"The eggs are perfect. Thanks..."
 
"Us. Um.... This is all so sudden and unexpected. I hadn't even considered what to tell Linds. And finding out you two... It's complicated, for sure."

I sit watching you as you eat your eggs, suddenly putting your full focus on them. I can see the wheels in your head turning as you are obviously thinking about last night and where it may go in the future. I thinking too. Are we an US or just two adults having a adult play time last night. I mean you're my best friends father. I think she'd be ok with it, she was always a lot more open minded then her parents knew about. But is that what I want? A relationship?

They can get so complicated. I just got out of one not that long ago, am I rebounding here? Last night was fantastic, that's for sure, but what we going to do in the future? What about Lindsay?

"You look like you're having 2nd thoughts about last night or more accurately where do we go from here?"

"To be honest, so am I. I was not expecting anything outside of saying hi to the dad of a very good friend"
 
I react much faster than I usually do to your comment. "Second thoughts? Oh, hell no. Absolutely not second thoughts." I pause, surprised at how fast the comment came out.

I take another bite of eggs, slowing my thoughts a bit. Lifting my gaze from the food, I look deep into your eyes. "Rachel, let me just put it out there. I was thinking about how Helen would react to seeing us here, eating at the table together. Is this too soon after Helen passed? Sure, it's been over 18 months, but I think every widower wonders if his first feelings after losing his wife are 'too soon.' And yes, I'm having feelings." I pick at my food a bit, using my body language to let you know I'm not done with my thought yet. "I was also wondering if we're betraying Lindsay in some way." I smile. "And intermixed in between all those deep thoughts, I'm wondering what you are wearing under that robe, and how I can get you out of it."

I smile. "Confusing, huh?"
 
"Second thoughts? Oh, hell no. Absolutely not second thoughts.""Rachel, let me just put it out there. I was thinking about how Helen would react to seeing us here, eating at the table together. Is this too soon after Helen passed? Sure, it's been over 18 months, but I think every widower wonders if his first feelings after losing his wife are 'too soon.' And yes, I'm having feelings."

Ok, well obviously no 2nd thought about what happened last night. But just as obvious that 2nd thoughts about how Helen would react to this, and Lindsay.

I suspect Lindsay will be shocked, however she is I know from experience very open minded about things like this. Thinking back on some of the nights she and I had.

"Honestly I think Helen would be ok. I know way back in the beginning you were talking to me about the type of marriage you two had. You had a somewhat open marriage right?"
 
"Honestly I think Helen would be ok. I know way back in the beginning you were talking to me about the type of marriage you two had. You had a somewhat open marriage right?"

“Somewhat being the key word. Yes. She was allowed to partake in her lesbian cravings. I sometimes watched and sometimes Helen would have me be with her while she was with her female lover. I was never with the other woman, though. That was our rule.”

I take another bite of eggs, finishing them.

“This was delicious.” My eyes flick back and forth along all the exposed skin peeking from your robe. Oh, how I wish I could bend you over this table and take you right now…
 
“Somewhat being the key word. Yes. She was allowed to partake in her lesbian cravings. I sometimes watched and sometimes Helen would have me be with her while she was with her female lover. I was never with the other woman, though. That was our rule.”

"I see, I remember you telling me she went outside, but I guess didn't realize it was only with other women"
Smiling at you
"I think Lindsay inherited that desire from her mom then"

"Think of it this way, Helen was ok with fulfilling her desires, you were ok with it. I'm sure she would not want you to deny yourself pleasure, especially being as it's been a while since she passed away"
"It's not like you hooked up with someone right after"
"And I'd like think because it's someone Helen knew and cared for... Oh I don't know"

"I think we both needed something in our lives"

Seeing your eyes listening to me talking, but also dropping down to look at what's exposed by the bathrobe

"You're curious what I have under this robe aren't you?"

"Dirty old man!!!!!!"

Opening the robe, you see I'm in the nightie I wore last night
"Just this"
 
"I think Lindsay inherited that desire from her mom then"

That immediate pang of guilt hits me. I don’t need to know this about my daughter. I don’t need to know she was in a lesbian affair with you. But then the taboo arousal finds its way directly to my cock. Imagining Lindsay and you locked in a lesbian embrace, upstairs in her room during a sleepover. And probably while Helen and I were fantasizing about your hot body in our own room. FUCK. My cock grows, lengthening and swelling in my gym shorts.

"I think we both needed something in our lives"

I nod at you, trying to clear the lustful thoughts I have about you and my daughter. I think to myself, so this is ‘something’ huh?

"Dirty old man!!!!!!"

Opening the robe, you see I'm in the nightie I wore last night
"Just this"


You open the robe and show me the sexy cream nighty. God, I wish I could have slept next to you in that. My eyes trace up and down your form, noticing how hard your nipples are underneath the silk. I don’t see a panty line either.

“Fuck, you are so gorgeous.” I allow myself to take in your beauty a few more moments before my mouth betrays me. “Now all I want to do is bend you over this kitchen table…”
 
I can see that us talking about Helen and Lindsay is not really cheering you up any. I imagine you are feelinlg guilty. Guilty for being with another woman, although techinically you haven't been. But also my talking about Lindsay, that was my bad.

I've gotten so used to thinking of her as a on again and off again lover. That I forgot she was your daughter, and you hadn't been aware she was a lesbian, although I could have sworn she told me that you and Helen knew about it.
I won't tell him, we first experimented with each other before boys.

When I see you eyes drifting down, to distract you and lighten the mood, I flash you. the effect is imimediate, you are not thinking of Helen, but of me. I like that, although not in a selfish way, just happy to take you mind away

When you say
“Fuck, you are so gorgeous. Now all I want to do is bend you over this kitchen table…”

"Oh you mean like this?"
Getting up from my chair, cleaning an area on the table, slipping off the robe before bending over and laying my top on the table. Wiggling my ass

"Now what's going to happen? We don't have any toys in here"
 
"Oh you mean like this?"
Getting up from my chair, cleaning an area on the table, slipping off the robe before bending over and laying my top on the table. Wiggling my ass

"Now what's going to happen? We don't have any toys in here
"

I watch in awe as you slip off the robe and bend over the table. My heart races and my cock is thudding in my shorts. I am so happy and proud that you would be willing to take this submissive posture. I’m honored that such a strong willed woman finds submission arousing.

“Mmmm… Good girl.” I stand, leaving my shorts on. I walk behind you and grind my hard cock into you. I can feel the heat from your core. I gently run my hands up your legs and slide the cream teddy up and over your ass. I gaze at your naked pussy for the first time. Just then I feel you wiggle your ass against my still covered crotch.

“Is the Good Girl going to let Daddy have what he needs before work?” I try pushing the limits a little. Wondering if this is the kind of stuff you might be into.
 
Well at least he isn't depressed I think
And it's exciting to take this to the next step, his hands on my legs and ass plus what happened last night

“Is the Good Girl going to let Daddy have what he needs before work?”

Daddy??? Ok

"Yes Daddy, your good girl will happily give to you what he needs before work!!!"
 
"Yes Daddy, your good girl will happily give to you what he needs before work!!!"

I feel you wiggle your ass back at me. Even though you’re agreeing, I’m suddenly worried that I’m pushing the limits maybe a little too much. Maybe we need to make love before I just TAKE you.

I continue tenderly running my hand across your naked ass. I pull back, pulling my shorts-covered cock away from your heat.

“Mmmm… I can’t wait until I can take you…. Just like this before work….”
 
This feels so nice, very slutty yes not like me, but I love it
His hands on my back and my ass turning me on even more.

Then suddenly

he pulls back and
“Mmmm… I can’t wait until I can take you…. Just like this before work….”

"Oh hell no!!!! You don't get to do that to me!!!!! Not after last night!!!!"
Pushing back against you

"Fuck me!!!! I want it I wouldn't offer if I didn't!!!! I need your cock in me!!!"
 
"Oh hell no!!!! You don't get to do that to me!!!!! Not after last night!!!!"
Pushing back against you


I feel you press back against me, wiggling your naked ass against the hardness in my gym shorts.

Then… The best words a man can ever hear…. "Fuck me!!!! …. I need your cock in me!!!"

I slip my shorts down and they land on the floor. I press my naked cloak against your pussy and close my eyes to enjoy the feeling that drives the world. Wetness, warmth, humidity. Fuck…

I slide my cock up and down your wet pussy, teasing you. I hear you moan.
 
I think I surprised him, maybe sounding too slutty for him??
But then I hear his shorts hit the floor

and god yes, his cock sliding into me. Feels so good, it's been forever.

His hands on my hips holding me as he starts pumping into me

So slowly, god he teases a lot!!!

"Ohhh yesss, Like that Daddy fuck your baby girl!!!!!!!!"
 
I feel myself slide inside you. SO hot, SO wet, and SO very tight. I feel my balls starting to bloat already. I'm not going to last long, for sure.

I grab your hips, and you start backing into my slow thrusts. It's obvious you're wanting faster.

"Ohhh yesss, Like that Daddy fuck your baby girl!!!!!!!!"

Fuck! You're pushing buttons I didn't know I had until yesterday. No, I'm not going to imagine Lindsay... Not too much anyway.

My left hand rides up your back, pressing against the silk teddy, pushing you harder into the table. My right hand clenches on your hip, my fingernails digging into your skin.

I keep thrusting, harder and deeper as you begin to become accustomed to my size. My balls pull up against my body, my cockhead swelling even thicker. I'm a second from cumming deep inside you.
 
God he feels good
Feeling him push me into the table as he starts fucking deeper, still slow but that's ok
his fingers digging into my hip, a touch of pain that I love

"Fuck me Daddy, fuck like you've wanted to since I was young!!!!! Yessss Cum inside me"

I want to drive him crazy like he did me last night
And take his mind off Helen

"Don;t stop I can feel you're close, just release it all in me"
 
I keep fucking you. Faster than before, but still a slow-ish pace. I'm not ready to just "use" you yet. We need to strengthen our relationship before that time comes.

Besides, this is our first fuck. I can't just go all animalistic on your tiny 26 year old pussy.

26 year old pussy. FUCK. My daughter's age. My daughter's best friend.

"Fuck me Daddy, fuck like you've wanted to since I was young!!!!! Yessss Cum inside me"

My daughter's best friend who was my daughter's first lover. Did they 69 up in that bedroom while Helen and I were fucking in the master bedroom all those years ago? Who made who cum first?

I continue thrusting. How in the fuck is my mind racing so fast with all these thoughts?

"Don't stop I can feel you're close, just release it all in me"

My cock begins to pulse. I flex my Kegel muscles, holding my orgasm back as long as possible. So I can flood your perfect pussy with even more of my late-50's cum.
 
God he is going deep and quicker but still slow.

I want to tell him, just fuck me like a slut, but I sense that he is being gentle, maybe my age, my relationship with Lindsay?

What would she say if she saw us???

Am I going to tell her?

Yes of course, if this continues I don't want to hide it

Trying to hold my orgasm off, think of anything but not Lindsay

I remember her kisses the taste of her pussy. How I could make her cum over and over again till she would beg to stop

God I miss her!!!!!!
 
I continue fucking you. I can't believe how unbelievably perfect you feel. Youthful, WET, hot, tight. I'm the luckiest man on earth.

I feel you start pushing back at me harder. Backshots, they call them. Fuck, your ass is so perfect. How am I this lucky?

I've never "swelled" for this long without cumming. Clenching my Kegels more. I don't want to disappoint you with a short fuck as our first real time together. This is so much less 'making love' than I wanted our first time to be.

DING!! The sound of an arriving text. NOW? REALLY!? I unconsciously look at my phone, laying on the table, face up, next to where I'm fucking you.

"Good Morning Daddy! Whatcha doing?"
 
I'm so close to cumming. God he can last a long time!!!! It';s amazing

I think we're both so close

Then I hear a text message, and immediately things change
He slows down, then stops totally pulling out of me

I turn to see what's going on
He is staring at his phone

Then he turns it to me

Oh god!!! Lindsay asking what he was doing?
The guilt washes over me
I wrap my robe around myself

Going to him
"Do not tell her the truth!!!!"
 
"Do not tell her the truth!!!!"

"Shhhh.. We don't have to respond now." I put the phone down and grab your hands that are holding your robe closed. I tug the robe off you, letting it gather at your feet again.

Your eyes are open wide, bright with surprise. It's as if you can't comprehend all of this.

I grab your hand and take you to the family room. It seems like I'm dragging you, but I need to finish. So badly.

I place the curved cushion in the correct place and on the Liberator Esse and I pull you towards it.

"Bend over this side... Hands there...."

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He is more forceful with me then he has been so far.
It's a strange looking couch??? that he puts me on. There are straps midway down, that he has me put my hands on

"LIke this Daddy???"
 
I hiss my reply. Desperate for release. Needy to feel your fire-hot pussy again. "Yesss.."

I press your back against the curve of the couch. Your feet barely on the floor and your back arched over the curve presents your ass so perfectly to me.

It takes just a flick to toss your silk nightie over your ass.

One thrust, and I'm inside you again. My cock pulses inside you and I press your back harder, as I begin to thrust in and out of your drenched core.
 
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