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 PART 6 That weekend we spent together might have been overkill.  It was now
summer and we had not had a chance to relive that weekend.  We did manage
the occasional liaison.  Sometimes over lunch, we would head back to her
place for a quickie.  We even managed a few non-sexual dates.  There had
been a number of times that she would have someone watch her son, and we
would go have dinner and/or see a movie.  We were both not exclusive to
this relationship, but neither of us had time for others.  We realized that
the option was there.

   It seemed that when we did have sex, it was more as a release valve for
work than anything else.  When one or the other was having a rough time
with work, we would hook up for some relief.  One time that stuck in my
mind, she was getting hammered with work.  I could tell, and offered the
usual remedy, but she declined.  After a couple more days, she was walking
a little funny.  I caught up to her, and asked her what was wrong.  She
said that her neck was a little stiff.  I told her that we were going to
her place at lunch, and I was going to give her a massage.  She looked at
me with a wary eye, but I convinced her that my intentions were honorable.

   When we got to her place at lunch, I told her to sit in the easy chair,
and lean back.  Once she was settled, I started rubbing her neck and
shoulders.  She instantly began to melt.  I told her to open her shirt a
couple of buttons so I could touch her bare shoulders.  She complied, and
seemed to relish the warmth of my hands on her.  She seemed to sink farther
into the cushions of the chair.  After about twenty minutes, I thought she
was asleep.  I started to pull my hands away, but she stopped me by
grabbing them.  She pulled them back down, then to her breasts.  As she
slipped my hands down, I worked them under her bra cups.  I applied gentle
pressure to her breasts, lifting them slightly.  She sighed as this, and I
could feel her nipples harden.  As I continued to caress her breasts, she
slid a hand inside of her pants, and began rubbing herself slowly.

   Long gasps and cooing noises began to escape her lips.  I kept massaging
her breasts at a slow pace, and leaned down to kiss her neck.  We made no
hurried movements.  Soon, she was panting, and her eyes were tightly shut,
and her mouth was open in a breathless moan.  Her hands stopped moving, and
I stilled mine as well.  I moved them back to her shoulders, and began
rubbing them again.  I could see a content smile on her face.

   I looked to the clock, and saw that we needed to get back.  I moved to
the side of the chair, took her hand, and helped her to her feet.  Before
she put her clothes back in order, she pulled me to her, and gave me a very
long and deep kiss.  Once we broke it, I watch as she put herself back in
order.  The rest of the day at work, I could tell she was much more at
ease.

   So, as I said, it was now summer.  I had been getting my ass kicked at
work for over a month.  I was never getting a chance to leave for lunch,
and working long hours, even having to work weekends.  We had not gotten
together for almost six weeks.  At least she seemed to be having an easy
time at work lately.  My job was getting the best of me, having three
bosses telling me what to do.  Getting yelled at for not doing what one
wanted, and when I did change focus, getting yelled at by another for
stopping what I was doing.  My attempts to get them to work to coordinate
my time were fruitless, and things continued on.  My professional life
sucked at the moment.

   One Thursday night, I stumbled home around 9PM.  I did not notice that
the door was unlocked, lights were on, and Diane's car was outside.  She
was sitting on my couch watching TV, and I kissed her on the cheek, and sat
down.  I then realized that something was amiss.  Normally, my place is
empty when I arrive.  I grinned, and looked at her.  I said "how was your
day, honey?" She walked to me, took my hand, and led me to the kitchen. 
She said that I had not been eating, and she decided to come over and make
me some dinner.  It was a simple dinner, spaghetti and garlic bread, but it
was just what I needed.  I felt better having eaten it, and she told me to
head to bed while she cleaned up.

   I did not last long, once I was in bed, I was sleeping.  When I woke up,
I felt really bad for crashing on Diane after she made me dinner.  There
was a note on my alarm clock wishing me a good night, and that she knew
that the dinner she made would put me to sleep.  When I got to work, I sent
her an email apologizing for not staying awake.  She replied that she made
it a point to make sure I ate something, and got a good night's sleep, and
she was glad that it had worked.

   We chatted for a few minutes about it, and I admitted that her plan
worked great.  I did feel much better than I had, even with the ongoing
strife of work.  Seeing that no one was around, I gave her a quick peck on
the cheek.  Maybe we were delusional, but we believed that no one in the
office was onto our relationship.

   By Tuesday of the next week I was right back where I had been.  Diane
called me at home that night, and asked if I wanted to take a vacation
together.  I was tired, and this question puzzled me.  I asked her what she
meant.  She said that she had told her parents about us, and that she
wanted me to go with them for vacation.  They were planning on going to an
amusement park, and she said that if I wanted to go, her parents would be
willing to care for her son from time to time.  I told her that I was not
sure, and maybe we could sit down tomorrow to discuss it.  She sounded a
little upset, but said ok.  I told her that it was not about going with
her, but about getting time from work, and that I was too tired to think
straight.

   The next night, we had dinner at her place.  It was the first time that
her son was there when I came over.  After we ate, he was playing in his
room, and Diane and I talked about her vacation idea.  I asked what she
told her parents.  She said that she told them exactly what we were,
lovers. She saw the look on my face, and told me not to worry.  Her parents
know she is an adult, and made no judgments about the news.  She mentioned
to them that I had been having a rough couple of months at work, and that
she thought I could use the break.  I admitted that the idea sounded like a
lot of fun, but was a little uneasy about the parents being around.  Diane
and I would have a room for ourselves, and her parents would keep her son.
The day would be mostly together, and I would have to talk to her father,
while he knew what I was doing with his daughter.  She laughed at my
predicament, but said he is not at all uptight.  I agreed to go, if I could
get the time, but was still nervous about the arrangement.

   The next day at work, I approached on boss, and asked for the time off.
He checked his calendar, said it was OK with him, so off to HR.  Once it
was approved, I told Diane the news.  She was ecstatic.  Next month, I
would get a week from this place.

   It was Friday before my vacation.  The plan was that Diane and her
family would drive up after work.  I was working late, and would be there a
few hours behind them.  About 3PM, one of my bosses comes to me, asking
that I be available for a meeting on Monday morning.  I reminded him that I
was leaving tonight for vacation, but he would not be deterred.  "Come in
for the meeting, and then you can take your vacation." I explained that I
was going to be leaving around 8PM, and driving several hours.  He tried to
insist, but I was now angry.  I told him that I was not going to be here,
and I was not telling anyone where I was going to be.  I was not taking my
cell phone.  I would not be in touch.  They would see me in a week.

   I was still furious when I got in my car, and started driving.  I called
Diane, and told her I was on my way.  She said they just got there, and
what room to go to.  She then asked me what was wrong.  I told her about
how the day ended.  She told me to just get here, and she would take care
of it.  Now I had a reason to be cheerful.

   I arrived at the hotel, and found the room number she gave me.  I
knocked on the door, and she answered it wearing some of the lingerie that
I had purchased for her.  She smiled at me, took my hand, and led me
inside. The room had candles lit, and smelled wonderful.  I sat my bag
down, and saw a Jacuzzi tub in the main room.  It was already filled with
water, and Diane began to undress me while we kissed.  Once I was naked,
she led me to the tub, and once I was seated, she turned it on.  She made
me lean back, and ran her fingers through my hair while I relaxed.  She
left for a moment, and returned with a drink for me.  All the while, she
never joined me.  I asked her if she was coming in, and she said if I
wanted her too, she would.  I told her I did.  I watched her slide out of
the lingerie, and smiled as she climbed in opposite of me.

   We sat in the Jacuzzi, our legs touching, intertwined as we sat facing
each other.  I let my head lean back, as I stroked her calf with my hand.
She slid her foot between my legs, and began rubbing my thigh with it.  At
first, I wanted her to go higher, but I realized how relaxing that felt,
and I welcomed it.  I must have dozed off, as I was startled by the water
sloshing around.  The jets had stopped, and Diane was climbing out of the
tub.  I stood up with her, and we grabbed towels to dry off.  She saw me
glancing around the room, and the bed against the wall.  Before I could
even speak, she said that they were across the hall, and down a couple of
doors.  We were going to be on the same side of the hall, but she decided
to upgrade to this room.  I smiled at her, pulled her to me in a hug.  I
thanked her for inviting me, promising to enjoy the hell out of it.  I
leaned down, and kissed her.  The kisses started to turn passionate, and
she soon had a hand between us stroking me.

   I lifted her up, and placed her against the wall.  She managed to get me
into position, and as soon as I felt her moist opening, I slowly slid her
down onto me.  We both groaned in pleasure.  She put her arm around my
neck, and locked her ankles around my waist as I worked myself in and out
of her.  She seemed to be in a different world as I continued to fuck her
against the wall.  He eyes were closed, and she had a smile on her face. 
Something about seeing her like that brought me to the edge quickly.  I
warned her that I could not last, and began shooting my cum inside of her.
Once I was done, she kissed me, and asked me how I was feeling.  I told her
great, but was sorry I finished so quickly.  I could not last long when I
saw how beautiful she looked.  She said it was great, unhooked herself from
me.  She said we should get some sleep as we were to get started first
thing in the morning.  That night, she curled up beside me, and we fell
asleep quickly.  I was still nervous about meeting the parents, but that
did not stop me from getting a good night's sleep.

   She woke me up with a flurry of activity.  As soon as she saw me
stirring, she excitedly told me that we had overslept, and were to meet up
with everyone in 20 minutes in the hotel restaurant for breakfast.  She was
wearing a long T-shirt, and I noticed her breasts swaying as she moved
around, getting herself ready to go.  I hopped up, and kissed her neck as I
went to take a shower.  I only wished we had time to take one together.

   While I was washing myself, the realization that I would be meeting
Diane's parents, Diane's father more importantly, struck me.  I knew that
all he would be thinking of when he met me was "So, this is the guy that is
fucking my daughter." I was brought back to reality when Diane yelled into
the bathroom that if I made her late to breakfast, I would not be getting
any all week.  I told her that I was hurrying.  I was clean and dressed,
but not shaven in no time.  We hopped into an elevator, and once inside, I
leaned in to whisper to her.  I told her that I better get a kiss from her
now, as I am sure I would not get much attention until we turned in.  She
smiled, and kissed me, then asked if I was still worried about meeting her
parents.

   "I am nervous, but not unwilling.  We are not in a traditional
relationship, and it sounds like they know the whole story.  No matter how
old you are, you will still be daddy's little girl, and I am they guy
sleeping with her."

   She smiled again, and told me that it would not be so bad.

   Once we reached the restaurant, she led me to a table with an older
couple, and her little boy.  As we approached, the man stood up, and hugged
Diane, thus deepening my distress.  She went to her mom, and gave her a
hug, the knelt down to play with her son for a moment.  Her father looked
me up and down, held out his hand, and introduced himself.  I took his
hand, meeting his firm handshake.  Overall, I was put at ease fairly
quickly.  There was lively banter, and they did a good job not to alienate
me.

   We planned the day, figuring out what rides to take, what Diane's son
would enjoy, and what the adults could withstand.  Diane wanted to ride at
least one roller coaster.  When I said I had never been on one, she gave me
a look of disbelief.  My discomfort began to return when she piped up that
we would have to `break my cherry'.  Her mother did not make matter any
better when she added that I was blushing.  Diane told them about how
uneasy I was about meeting them, as we are not in a `traditional'
relationship.

   I thought to myself "Oh my God, I just want to die." I looked to her
father to gauge his reaction, but he was smiling at my discomfort.  "Is
this because he wants me to be miserable for defiling his daughter, or am I
taking this too seriously" I wondered.

   He must have noticed my condition, and said that I was not to worry. 
She is an adult, a great mother, and can decide on her own how to live her
life.  At least I did not have to worry about imminent death by his hands.
I felt a little more at ease as we made our way to the park.  Should I act
like her boyfriend or what?  That was my new predicament.

   We got to the park, and the parents offered to take her son for an hour
while I `broke my cherry'.  Being uncomfortable, I could not control my
mouth when I said "Will it be painful?" Her father almost choked as he
started laughing.  In that brief moment that I said it, to now I must have
gone bright red.  Her mother started cackling with glee, pointing out how
bad I was blushing.  Diane stared at me in disbelief, yet smiling.  She
leaned down to her son, gave him a kiss, and told him she would see him in
just a little bit, and we went our separate ways.

   Once out of earshot, she started laughing, saying that I was
unbelievable for saying that, but her parents must like me.  I was quite at
ease when I considered the rest of the day.  With high spirits, Diane
grabbed my hand, and we walked to her choice of roller coaster.

   I did not fully realize how she was dressed until we got on the ride.  I
was anxious about the ride, and I looked at her when it started to move. 
It was jerky at first, and I noticed her breasts were jiggling.  She caught
me staring at her, and when I saw her nipples harden, I realized she was
not wearing a bra.  Perhaps a tight T-shirt under her outer shirt to help
restrain her breasts, not there was no bra.  I took her hand as we started
up the incline.  Before I knew it, the ride was over, and I was still
alive. My cherry was busted.

   We met up with her parents, and they turned her son over to us.  Diane
said that they should go have fun, and we would meet them for lunch. 
Everyone checked to make sure that they had a cell phone among each group,
and we went our own way.  I should mention that Diane's son's name is Sean.
We had a fun time.  He wanted to try the bumper cars, and as a shock wanted
to ride with me.  As we got into our cars, I whispered to Diane that she
might want to turn her high beams off so as not to blind the other drivers.
She gave me a puzzled look, and I glanced down quickly.  She took notice
that I was referring to her nipples, and she smacked my arm, yet it looked
like they got harder.  Sean and I got in our car, and I looked at him and
asked "Are you ready to do some damage?"

   He laughed and said "YEAH!" I worked the pedals and he turned us all
around the place.  While he got the hang of it, Diane barreled into use
from behind.  Sean gave me a surprised look, and I told him to get her.  We
bumped each other, and then the ride was done.  We walked over to a pond,
and Sean was tossing food to the fish.  I took that moment to whisper to
her that I thought I was supposed to be bumping her from behind.  She
smiled devilishly and said that she thought it might be her turn for
awhile. I glanced at her still erect nipples, and longed for the day to
end.

   We continued having fun until around 1, and decided to have lunch.  Sean
went on and on about everything we had done, especially about the bumper
cars.  Her parents said that they were going to take in a bunch of shows,
some for children, and asked Sean if he wanted to go.  He was quick to see
magic, and the sea lions.  After lunch, Diane cleared up for me that this
was a chance for her parents to spend time with Sean, and her chance to be
an adult.  The plan was for her to have free time to do whatever,
especially since I was there.  We went on some more rides.  It was getting
very warm.  I noticed that ride that splashes down into a pool of water,
soaking everyone that happens to be standing on the bridge overhead.  I
motioned Diane to it, and said that there was a great chance to cool off.

   I forgot about how she was dressed.  Either she did as well, or did not
care.  Once the water hit us, you could clearly make out her breasts.  When
I noticed, I grabbed her to me, and hugged her.  I told her that she was
putting on quite a show, and perhaps needed to warm up a little.  She said
that rubbing them against my chest would not make them go down, and that
she was already a little warm.  I was soon relieved, and disappointed when
she pulled her shirt away from her body, and once separated from her skin,
things were not as obvious.

   After a while, she spoke with her parents about dinner plans.  They said
that Sean was not going to last long, and that they would just take him
back to the room, and would eat there.  Diane told me that we were on our
own for the rest of the night.  We went on many rides, saw a couple of
shows, and when it started to get dark out, made our way to a park, and
rested on a bench.  I put my arm around her as a breeze chilled us both. 
She shivered, but then smiled at me, and took my other hand in hers,
resting it on her lap.  She asked how I was feeling, and I told her I felt
wonderful, and thanked her again for inviting me.  I kissed her on top of
her head, and she snuggled into me, and we just sat there, and relaxed.

   After a little while, I looked down at her, and asked her what we should
eat.  She laughed wickedly, and I proclaimed my innocence, that I was just
hungry.  She said that she was hungry too, but in more ways than one.  We
kissed for a minute, and then stood up.  I felt very sore.  Diane walked,
and I gimped my way back to the hotel, and we went into the dining room for
dinner.  We had some alcohol, and it served to reduce my pain.  After we
ate, we made our way back to the room.  I said that I wanted the Jacuzzi to
loosen up.  She said she would join me, but she had to call her parents to
let her know she was back.

   "Oh, just like in high school." I teased her.  She dialed the phone, and
I took that moment to come up behind her, and unfasten her shorts.  She
gave me a warning look, but I feigned innocence.  I slid her shorts and
panties off of her while she told her parents we were in, and going to
clean up and get some sleep.  I helped her step out of her shorts, the
slowly started moving her shirts up.  I was careful not to touch anything
that would cause trouble.  Once she hung up the phone, I pulled her shirts
over her head.  "See, I can behave sometimes." I told her.

   "Undressing me while I talk to my folks is behaving?" she challenged.  I
shrugged, and smiled.  I pointed to the tub, and she grabbed my hand, and
led me to it.  She took her turn, and undressed me.  She got in the tub
behind me, and we sat down.  Her legs were stretched enticingly around me.
She leaned me back to her, and I could feel her breasts press against me
back as she rubbed my shoulders.

   After I was completely relaxed, we changed our position in the tub.  She
was sitting in my lap, and we were turned so we could bring our lips
together for a kiss.  She wrapped an arm around me neck, and we gently
kissed for some time.  We did not care when the turbulence of the water and
ended, but once the water got cold, we decided that was enough.

   I stepped out of the tub, and as soon as Diane stood up, I swept her off
her feet, and I carried her to the bed.  She let out a cry of surprise, and
then giggled.  I placed her on the bed, and then crawled in beside her.  We
lay on our sides, facing each other.  I ran a finger from her shoulder,
down her arm, to her hip, and down her thigh.  I guess I was smiling,
watching my finger make its journey because she asked me what was amusing.
I said that I thought she was beautiful.

   I brought my hand up to her face, and kissed her, telling her that she
was beautiful from here, then kissed down to her neck.  "Down to here" I
said as I kissed down her arm, stopping to kiss a nipple.  "And here" as I
kissed her side and belly, to her hip.  "And here" as I kissed down her
thigh to her ankle.  While I was at her feet, I slid a hand up, and
squeezed her butt, telling her that I could not find anything that was not
sexy on her.  She huskily said that I forget to kiss that part, and she
would not be convinced it was sexy until I did.

   She rolled over onto her stomach, and instead of kissing her there, I
slid all the way up until my mouth was against her ear, and my cock was
pressed against her butt.  I whispered to her that I would convince her.  I
kissed the back of her neck, and trailed kisses down her spine until I
reached her lower back.  I could feel her shiver as I kissed all around.  I
trailed my tongue from her back onto her left cheek, gave it a quick kiss,
and then nipped at it with my teeth.  She squealed, but did not turn over.
I kissed the spot that I just nipped, and then moved a little lower,
running my tongue to the crease where he butt and thigh meet.

   I could smell her arousal now, and slid my hand up the inside of her
thighs.  She accommodated me, and I pressed a finger against her pussy. 
She moaned.  I moved it up and down, trying to avoid stimulating her clit,
and not pressing inside of her.  Her hips began to undulate with my
stroking finger.  I continued to kiss her butt cheeks while I did this, and
I asked her if she wanted me here as I pressed my finger inside of her. 
She moaned, and nodded her head.  I stroked her a few times, pressing my
fingers down onto her G spot causing her to groan each time.  I pulled my
finger out, and pressed it against her ass, and gently began to push it in.
I asked her if she wanted me here instead.  She gasped, but made no other
sound.

   I told her that maybe she needed more convincing.  I removed my finger,
and rubbed it over her clit, and I pressed my tongue against her ass.  She
reached back, and pulled her cheeks apart to give me better access.  As I
began pressing my tongue against her, I slid a finger inside of her pussy,
and let another rub against her clit.  She thrust her butt firmly against
me face.  I continued rubbing my fingers while I rimmed her ass.  She was
making some fierce noises.  I worked her over for a few minutes, and then
stopped.  Quickly, I moved up her body before she could complete a protest,
and slid my cock quickly inside of her extremely wet pussy.  I pressed in
about halfway before rocking back and forth.  She had a hand on my thigh,
and dug her nails into me as I rapidly rubbed over her G spot.

   She would have alarmed the neighboring rooms with her yells had she not
had her face in the mattress.  I could already feel her wetness coating my
balls and thighs, but she made no indication that she was done.  Without
warning, I slid my cock all the way inside of her, and pressed against her.
Her head came up from the mattress, and she turned to look at me, but had
her eyes closed.  She begged me to fuck her hard, and I did just that.  I
pulled all the way out and pressed back in again, knowing she liked it when
I entered her.  I did this a few more times, and then began to furiously
fuck her.

   She let out a little yelp each time I thrust into her.  I was pumping
into her as fast as I could, and she continued to soak me.  I had felt her
get wet before, but this was entirely new.  As I grew a little tired, I
slowed down, but continued to steadily fuck Diane.  I asked her what she
was thinking about to get her so worked up.  She said that she had not had
a good `screw' in awhile, and needed the release.  I asked if there was
anything else, perhaps the thought of being naughty, having me kiss her
butt.  She grinned, but said nothing.  I brought myself more upright, and
pressed my thumb against her ass.  I asked her if the thought of me playing
with this had anything to do with it.  She began shaking her head, saying
that she was a good girl, and would never think naughty thoughts like that.

   "You would never think about letting a guy put a finger in here?" I
asked her as I slid a finger inside her ass.  I continued to thrust my cock
inside her pussy while I did this.  She said, "Oh, that would be dirty."

   "How do you explain letting me put my tongue there?"

   "You are a wicked boy doing that to me.  I never asked you to do it" she
said with mock innocence.

   "A good girl would not have spread her butt cheeks open, inviting a boy
to put his tongue there.  Maybe you are not a good girl.  I think you are a
bad girl who needs her butt spanked.  Maybe then you would be a good girl?"

   "Maybe" is all she said.

   "Maybe you do not want to be a good girl.  I think you like being a
dirty girl.  I think you want me to put my tongue here" I said as I resumed
stroking my finger in her ass.  "I think you like my finger here.  I bet
you cannot wait for me to put my cock in your ass.  Tell me I am wrong."

   I continued to move my cock in her pussy, and my finger in her ass. 
Even slowing down the pace, she was just as wet as ever.  I decided to
continue with this, and tease her a little more.  I pulled my finger out,
and placed the head of my cock against her ass, and pressed lightly.  I
started to say that a bad girl would push back, and a good girl would move
forward, but before I could finish, she was pressing her ass against me.  I
pressed a little harder, and the head of my cock just popped inside of her.

   The instant squeezing of her ass around the head of my cock, and looking
down to see her ass stretched around me instantly put me over the edge. 
Never had I been instantly brought to orgasm, but with a loud groan I began
pumping my cum in her ass.  I tried my hardest to hold still.  She kept
muttering "oh my God" with every jet of cum shooting into her.  I thought
she was hurting, and did not want to make it worse.  After a moment, she
had a look of wonder on her face as she told me that she did not think it
would actually go in so easily.  I asked her how much it hurt.  She said
that it did hurt, but not like she expected.  "It had stung when it went
in, but beyond that, it felt really good."

   I told her how it looked having her ass stretched around my cock, and
she said that we would have to do it right.  She told me that I needed to
pull out, and I began to oblige.  I watched as her ass stretched to release
me.  I went slow hoping to not cause her any more pain, and after a moment
I just popped out.  Diane sprawled out on the bed, with a hand reaching
back to her ass.

   I lay down beside her, hoping she was not upset, but when she looked at
me, she still had that look of wonder.  She told me that she was just going
to tease me by pressing against me, but all of a sudden, I was inside of
her.  She continued to rub her butt, and told me that tomorrow we had to go
get something to make it easier, because she wanted to do it again.  "That
was so intense." she kept telling me.  "Past the stinging, I cannot believe
how good it felt."

   I grinned at her, and told her that she really was a dirty girl.  She
looked at me with mock disbelief, but I reminded her of what I was saying
just before the deed happened.  "A bad girl would have pushed back, while a
good girl would have moved away.  You pushed back.  You wanted me to put my
cock in your ass." As I said this, I rolled her onto her side, facing me,
and slid my hand between her legs, and began rubbing her pussy.  She began
moaning, and I noticed that she was still rubbing her butt, running her
fingers over her asshole.  "I bet you cannot wait until tomorrow so you can
feel my cock going all the way in your ass.  You cannot wait for me to fuck
your ass, can you?" That was all it took, and she began shaking, and her
orgasm caused her to buck for several seconds.

   After she called down, I rolled on my back, and pulled her to me.  She
wrapped an arm around me, draped a leg over mine, and with her head on my
chest, we fell asleep.