I practically sprinted to her office, closed the door behind me and locked it before we pounced on each other in a passionate kiss. As the kiss softened I offered, “I thought of you all day and even now can’t seem to get close enough to you.”
She echoed my feelings, saying, “I can still feel you inside me, and my panties are soaking wet from wanting you so badly all day.”
With a devilish grin of my own, I instructed her, “Give me those panties so I can see the nectar of my desire.”
She blushed a little before slipping off her shoes, unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down her legs and kicking them off. When she reached for her panties, I directed, “I’ll get those for you,” as I knelt and grasped the waistband on either side and started to slip them slowly down her legs. When I got them past her knees, I released them and watched them fall to the floor as I stood and lifted her onto her desk. I knelt again, spread her legs and lapped at her still leaking and swollen lips.
Megan started to moan softly as I entered her with my tongue then began to flick lightly over her stiff little nub. The effect was immediate as she bit her lip to control her cries when she quickly went over the edge and coated my face with her scrumptious reward. I pulled away and picked up her panties before suggesting, “You may want to put your jeans back on before we leave,” as I sniffed her undies and then slipped them into my shirt pocket.
She stood there for a moment in disbelief, still naked from the waist down, before moving toward me and whispering, “From the moment I saw you I knew you were the one,” then kissed me gently before grabbing her pants. Megan made a bit of a show bending over in front of me to retrieve her pants, so I ran a finger from her clit to her rosebud to let her know I appreciated the display. Turning back to me with her pants in her hands, she quipped, “You know that I’ll never get these back on if you keep that up.”
I retorted, “You know that once we’re at my house, you won’t have to worry about wearing anything all weekend.”
“That sounds nice, especially in the pool,” she replied while slipping her jeans back on.
She wiggled her ass a little while she was slipping her shoes on like she was a bit uncomfortable. I watched as she turned off her computer and grabbed her purse as we headed for the door. Just before she opened it, I stated, “I’m guessing that you’ve never gone commando before.”
Megan turned to me grinning like the cat that ate the canary before replying, “What gave me away, the squirming or the grinning as I squirmed?”
“A little of both I guess,” I answered before grabbing her hand and leading her outside.
We held hands as we made our way out through the shop without concern for what anyone thought of our pairing. Megan even pulled me toward the guys so that she could say goodnight and thank them for a great day’s work. After we hopped into her car, I asked, “Do you think we were premature in exposing our relationship to your employees?”
She looked deep in concentration for a moment before explaining, “I think they were already suspicious that something was going on between us, but that aside, my personal life is none of their business as long as it doesn’t affect the company negatively. I think we both can agree that that is not a problem in our case.”
“I agree whole-heartedly,” I threw in before she worried about me having any misgivings.
Megan drove us across the street and pulled into my parking lot before asking, “So, for the next major decision, do you want to leave your car here or ride with me to my condo? I need to pack a few things for the weekend at your house and for our dinner at William’s home.”
I quickly answered, “How about if I follow you to your place and then lead you to mine so that I have my car at home rather than keeping it at the office?”
She quickly answered, “Okay, let’s go.”
I gave her a kiss before jumping out of her car and into mine. I followed her to the condo, parked outside and met her in the lobby. We held each other as soon as we met in the elevator and even canoodled a little during the ride up to her unit. After entering her place, she shot off to the bedroom while yelling, “Have a seat for just a minute while I grab a few things for the weekend.”
Without thought, I uttered, “Take your time, baby, we’re in no hurry.”
She walked out into the living room with a smile on her face and sat in my lap before asking, “Did you call me baby?”
“I did. Is that a problem?” I asked.
“No problem at all,” she replied seductively. “I love that you have a pet name for me already,” before pressing her face into mine for some deep sensual kissing. Her efforts had me rigid, so I lifted her up and placed her on the floor before removing every stitch of her clothing. As I was removing mine, she began to play with herself seemingly impatient with the time it was taking me to undress. The vision of her lying there naked and clearly quite horny had me harder than I’d been in many years.
When I was fully undressed, I lifted her legs and kissed her toes as I moved into position. Once I had my cock lined up with her steamy hole, I pushed forward just enough to slip the head in and then watched her reaction. She wiggled her ass while trying to scoot down further, but without making any progress. She was unwilling to release her hardened nipples long enough to push with her hands, so she tried worming her way down next. After her efforts failed to get me any deeper and now in a frenzy, she finally begged, “Please, please give me more.”
I slid about half-way in and said, “Is that what you want, Baby?”
She shook her head up and down rapidly while spouting, “Yes… yes… more, more, morrrrrre!”
She started to cum violently after I slid all the way in and held it there. I dared not move just yet, as her hunger had me right on edge as well. I was still holding onto her feet and munching on her toes as she continued to convulse. One of her hands slipped down to her clit as she began flicking it lightly. It seemed Megan’s goal was to maintain her current climax as long as possible, so I started sliding in and out of her cum-covered muff. I knew that I wouldn’t last long, so I pushed her legs to the side and lay down to kiss her. My speed increased as we swallowed each other’s tongues and closed in on two colossal orgasms. We started wrapping up tightly into a ball as the explosion began. I tried in vain to keep moving through mine, but it wasn’t going to happen as I lost all my stamina when I started to cum.
Both of us gasped for breath but continued pressing our lips together as if we were feeding on each other. We remained curled up and wrapped within one another for a while as we continued to kiss and whisper sweet nothings. When we noticed that it was beginning to get dark, I suggested that we go out for a romantic dinner and then head to my house for a refreshing nighttime skinny dip. Megan agreed, and we slowly disentangled and headed for a quick shower. Once we were cleaned up, Megan finished packing, and we jumped in my car to visit a little Italian restaurant that was quiet and cozy.
Megan was stunning in her yellow button-down sundress with red polka-dots. It was about mid-thigh length and showed off her perfect legs quite nicely. We walked into the restaurant, and I asked for a corner booth in the back so that we could cuddle up away from prying eyes. Unbeknownst to me, Megan wasn’t wearing any panties or a bra and didn’t have any problem exposing herself to me in this semi-public setting.
We were seated in one of those corner round booths, so we were able to snuggle up close. After placing our order, Megan adjusted her dress so that she was no longer sitting on it while I was finishing up with the server. Once my attention was back on her, she dropped her fork under the table and bent down to retrieve it and exposed her bare ass to me. My immediate reaction was, “Oh damn that’s hot,” as I ran my hand all over her enticing globes. While I continued to massage her soft cheeks, I asked, “Can I help you retrieve the fork?”
Megan replied in a rather sensual voice, “No, you’re already helping quite nicely.”
I looked around to make sure no one was watching and then bent over and ran my tongue across her pink pucker. I heard a soft moan from under the table then asked, “Is that any better?”
Megan managed a guttural, “Yessss,” before beginning to rise from below the table. Once she was upright, she leaned in and kissed me deeply before moaning, “God, that felt great. Can we do more of that later?”
I quietly answered, “You know we can. Do you have anything else would you like to try?”
“Nothing that I can think of right now, but I’m sure we’ll think of many ways to please each other,” she responded before kissing me hungrily once more.
As we were kissing, I ran my hand over her exposed thigh, which was pretty much all of it at this point, until the server approached with our food. I loved that Megan never made any attempt to cover herself while we received our food even though there was no chance of her being seen. Her sauciness surprised and emboldened me to consider many more exhibitionist acts in the future. As we commenced eating our dinner, I would occasionally slip a fingertip into her waiting box then run it across her clit. This act never failed to give her a little shiver, especially when I brought my finger coated in her juices to my mouth.
After the third or fourth time, she grabbed my hand before it reached my mouth and asked, “May I?” I acquiesced to her request, and she pulled my finger to the mouth. After a tentative first lick, Megan sucked my finger into her mouth for a generous cleaning. From then on, we took turns cleaning my finger after it diddled her inviting hole. I must say that I’ve never enjoyed a meal out as much as I did that one. Everything about it was perfect, from the food and wine to the company of a beautiful and arousing woman. We closed the place down as we sipped on our coffee after eating the most delicious cannoli that I can ever remember having. The fact that we both continued to taste her juices throughout the dinner didn’t seem odd to either of us, and it seemed to enhance everything.
When they started putting the chairs up on the tables, we took that as a hint to take our leave. We left a very generous tip and thanked everyone that we came across on our way out. Once we were in the car, Megan asked, “Do you have a garage at your house, and do you park your car inside?”
I turned to her with a questioning look but answered, “Yes, and yes.”
She slowly unbuttoned her dress before I even started the car while saying, “So I guess the nude weekend starts now.” When she was finished unbuttoning it, she slid out of it and tossed it into the backseat before removing her shoes. Turning to me as she lightly tickled her nipples, Megan asked, “Are we leaving or am I going to put on a show for everyone in the parking lot,” as she placed her bare feet on my dash. I looked into her lustful eyes before starting the car and heading down the road as fast as legally possible. She wasn’t doing it to tease but because I had released her pent-up animalistic need for carnal pleasure. She now felt free to pleasure herself, whether I was participating or just watching.
At every stop, I watched her petite hands roam her needy body while keeping her on the edge of climax. Fortunately for me, the ride was only about ten minutes; otherwise, I may have cum in my pants just watching her display. As I turned into my driveway, I paused while the garage door opened and ogled Megan as she slid a finger inside herself. She was in another world now as she felt safe enough with me to ferry into self-indulgence in its purest form. I parked, shut off the engine while the garage door closed and gazed at Megan as her cravings took her over the top to nirvana. I studied her every, move, and learned her likes so that I could take her there myself every time we made love.
Megan’s finger slipped across her little nub every time she slid in out of her slick pussy. But her nipples seemed just as important to her stimulation as her clitoris. She was always lightly pinching or twisting them. She never pulled, twisted or pinched any part of herself very hard as her body seemed quite sensitive. Her feet were now spread widely across my dashboard as she was headed for a second orgasm. With a second finger added to her vaginal penetration, her moaning was growing much louder. With a guttural, “Aaahhhhhgggg!” she soaked her fingers and my seat with her nectar.
Megan lie there with her fingers still inside her leaking hole as she tried desperately to catch her breath. As she came down, I whispered, “Can I have a taste?”
She turned to me and pulled me in for a kiss as she withdrew her fingers and brought them to both of our mouths to share. As we licked and kissed, I added, “That tastes fantastic, but I was hoping to get it straight from the source.”
Megan just sighed, “Yes, please.”
I got out of the car and walked around to her side and opened her door. Megan had rotated in her seat and propped her legs up on either side of her door. She also slid to the edge of her seat, so I simply knelt down and stuck my face deep into her glistening snatch. I was digging deep inside her, and my face was coated in her delightful juices. I was like an animal searching for the last bit of a superb meal and couldn’t control my ravenousness. In my crazed lapping, I brushed across Megan’s exposed rosebud, and she shouted, “There again!” I pulled her butt past the edge of the seat and pushed her legs back further to give me better access to her pink pucker. I slowed my frenzy a little and flicked the tip of my tongue across it like you would a nipple.
Megan went wild almost instantly, bucking and screaming, “Harder, do it harder!” I flicked across her butthole as hard as I could and then started to slip inside with each pass. She began to scream again, “Oh Goddddd, that’s it… go deeperrrrr!” I moved my tongue back and forth inside her taut rectum as she came all over my face.
She was soaked in sweat and panting hard, so I let her relax a little then suggested, “How about a cool, relaxing swim, orgasm queen?”
Megan grinned as I helped her out of the car, and we headed through the house to the pool. Along the way, I stripped off my clothes so that I was completely naked by the time we got to the patio door. We walked hand in hand to the steps and continued in until Megan was chest-deep. Pausing there for a moment, she kissed me and said, “I haven’t been this happy in my entire life, thank you so much for helping me find the way.”
I returned her kiss and offered, “You have helped me every bit as much as I’ve helped you. I never thought that I’d get another chance at happiness and I’m so glad that we can be happy together. Now let’s do a little swimming before we head to bed for the night.”
We both slipped under the water and swam to the deep end. We splashed around playfully, before hopping into the floating tubes for a while. After slowly paddling our way back to the steps, we both climbed out, and I lead Megan inside to dry off. We helped each other get dry and then plopped into the bed and spooned while we talked. Megan started first, “I just want you to know that I don’t have any real interest in having kids, in case you are worried about that with our age difference.”
I responded, “That had crossed my mind, and just so you know, I love kids and am waiting very impatiently for my two to give me some grandkids. If you ever get to the point where you’d like to have one I’d be delighted because they are such a joy to have around.”
Megan shifted around a little before replying, “I think I’d like to stick with the practicing for a while. Speaking of which, have you ever had anal sex before, because I believe that I would like to try that since I’m easily stimulated back there.”
“I tried it once, but my partner wasn’t really into it, so I never did it again. But, I would love to try it with you and even if you aren’t that fond of it, I’d still be happy to give you a licking whenever you wanted,” I answered.
“Have you ever had someone lick you back there?” Megan inquired.
“Yes,” I answered, and added, “I agree with you in that it feels great.”
Megan quickly blurted out, “Can I lick you there?”
“I’d love it, but how about we lick each other at the same time,” I quickly shot back.
“That sounds fun,” Megan replied as we moved into a sideways sixty-nine. I ran my tongue across her clit and through her lips on the way to her little pucker. Megan, meanwhile, licked my cock from the head to my scrotum before spreading my cheeks and tickling my back door gently. We both moaned softly as we continued soft laps of the other’s anus. Megan seemed to be following my lead, so I started to penetrate her with my tongue again to see if she would follow suit. As I wiggled my tongue into her restrictive anal canal, she began working on mine. Our moans continued as I lubricated my middle finger generously with my saliva before slowly working it in and out of her tight little bum.
Megan started to shudder as I moved my tongue to her clit and began flicking it tenderly while keeping up my fingering of her ass. She screamed several obscenities as another climax ripped through her body. I gingerly lapped up her juices as she came down and left my finger inside her rectum for the moment. When she was finally able to talk through her pants, she asked, “How many orgasms can one person have in a day?”
“I think the real question is, how many do you want to have?” I answered.
After a minute, Megan suggested, “The real question is when are you going to cum. I think I’ve had six since your last one, so lie back and let me drain you, lover.”
Megan rolled me onto my back and began licking the head of my penis while fondling my balls. She worked her way down until she was sucking on my scrotum and pushing my legs back and out her way. With me legs pressed against my chest, she commanded, “Hold these back, I have things to plunder.” I did as I was told while her tongue made it’s way back to my awaiting pucker. Plunder seemed to be the appropriate word, as she pushed her tongue on hard and wiggled it about.
Megan’s actions had me sighing and getting quite a stiffy. Her tongue disappeared momentarily while I heard some rather loud, slurping noises. Initially, it felt like her tongue was back at work, but I quickly realized that she had changed to a finger, just as I did with her. She had plenty of lubrication, so it was easy going, and it felt magical. Once she got a good rhythm going, her tongue moved back to the head, that was now bobbing in time to her penetration of my ass. She pushed my cock into her mouth about halfway and started to suck hard while moving up and down.
This time I was the one yelling, “God, that’s so good… don’t stop… I’m almost… fucckkkk!” as I shot the remains of my semen into her waiting mouth. The last thing I remember before sleep took me away, was pulling Megan’s face to mine to kiss her as I entangled myself in her bare form.
I slept so well that I didn’t even wake to pee and found myself still desperately wrapped in Megan’s tender limbs the following morning. We were facing each other, but our heads were past the others with hers lying on top of mine. As I lay there contemplating the depth of my love for her, she began kissing my neck. She continued nuzzling and kissing while I decided whether to tell her or not. I slid my head back so that we were face to face and uttered, “I love you, Megan,” while staring into her warm eyes. She didn’t even hesitate to say, “I love you too,” before moving in for a kiss.
We snuggled and kissed for a while longer before I asked, “Are you ready for some coffee, baby?”
“Yes, I am,” she answered, then kissed me again before adding, “I really love it when you call me baby.”
We slowly untangled before I headed to the kitchen to start the coffee. Once it was going, I headed to the bathroom to relieve myself, then headed back to the kitchen where Megan was making herself at home. She already had our cups poured and just stood there holding mine out to me looking like a flirtatious angel. Standing there naked, all I could do was run my eyes over her perfect figure. She had hips like a woman should, and she was soft without a hint of bones, but not chubby. As I stood staring, Megan inquired, “Are you going to take your coffee, or are we headed back to the bedroom for some more fun?”
I broke the stare and took my coffee, while offering, “How about we go out for a morning swim. I could sure use a cooling off before we ravish each other again.”
Megan grabbed my free hand, and we headed for the pool. After setting my coffee down, I moved quickly toward the deep end before diving. I knew that the water would be cold, so I figured I’d get it over with quickly. Megan, on the other hand, walked down the steps, slowly trying to adjust a little at a time. The upside for me was that her nipples instantly turned rock hard and begged to be engulfed. She’d just got past her knees when I swam over to her and drew her left nipple into my mouth for a thorough slurping. Megan pulled my head in tight with both hands, and I licked and sucked her rock-hard teat. After a minute or two, she pulled my face back and then moved it to her right one.
She was sighing softly when I noticed that one of her hands had moved away from my head. I turned sideways a little and looked down to see her fingers rubbing up and down her slit. Both of my hands had been on her hips up until now, but I moved my left to her vacant nipple and my right toward her back entrance. With all of her sensitive areas being titillated, Megan’s soft sighs quickly turned to loud moans before I put my mouth on hers. With her climax rapidly approaching, I turned up the heat by easing a finger into her rosebud. As I moved it in and out, I also began to twist her left nipple ever so lightly. The overall combination sent her over the top, and she screamed into my mouth as her legs began to give way.
I released her nipple and wrapped my arm around her to hold her up while I grabbed one of the inner-tubes. As I lifted her and placed her into the tube, she mumbled, “That felt so good, but why are putting me in the tube?”
As I pushed her toward the deep end of the pool, I replied, “Now you can be my floating snack,” before I dove under the water. I swam right up underneath the center of the tube and pushed my face right into her waiting pussy. After a few deep licks and a few squeals from Megan, I dropped back under and swam to the corner behind her, before quietly resurfacing.
While I was catching my breath, Megan was wondering out loud, “Hey, my underwater stealth licker, where did you go? I would like some more of that, please.” She began to paddle her tube in a circle in an attempt to find me. I quickly slipped underwater and popped up between her legs again and sucked on her clit. Megan shrieked, “You sneaky clit sucker,” before I slipped under the surface again. After I was under I pushed her back toward the shallow end. This way, I could attack without having to tread water. She spun around a little, but I stayed behind her and got some air before heading under again.
This time I could stand when I came up between her legs so I could stay a little longer. I was positioned directly under her and decided to finger her little pucker. I slipped my finger back and forth across her rear entrance while still underwater. Megan seemed to be enjoying the sensation as she pushed down, seeking more penetration. I obliged her and pushed my finger in to the first knuckle. At this point, I was running out of air, so I surfaced between her legs and took a deep breath.
Megan reached for my head and pulled me into her swollen and parted lips for some attention. As I lapped at her open labia, I kept fingering her anus and had worked my way up to the second knuckle. I watched as Megan removed her hands from my head, and began tweaking her nipples as another climax rapidly approached. She bit her lower lip in that cute/sexy way as she convulsed her pelvis against my face. I slurped up her generous flow of cum as Megan grunted her way through her high. After she relaxed, I swam to the other innertube and hopped in before paddling back to her. We held hands and floated until we were both starving.
We paddled our way back to the steps, jumped out and dried off before heading inside. I made some fresh coffee, and then we made breakfast together while continually touching, caressing, and kissing. After breakfast, I suggested, “How about we get a little sun for a while before we have to get ready for dinner at William’s house?”
Megan replied, “I was hoping that you would say that as I’m really excited about an all-over tan. Do you have any tanning lotion? I don’t want to burn anything.”
“I sure do,” I answered, then headed for the bathroom to grab a few different bottles. When I came back out, Megan was already face-down on one of the lounge chairs. I showed her what I had and asked, “Which one would you like applied, baby?”
Megan picked the thirty SPF lotion and added, “Make sure that you get plenty on my white butt, I wouldn’t want it to burn,” as she winked at me.
I sat next to her and squirted some into my hands and began rubbing at her feet. I made sure to get her well coated as I made my way up her calves and thighs. When I got to the bottom of her butt cheeks, I skipped them and worked my way up her back. As I was working on her back, Megan asked, “Did you forget something?”
I explained, “No, I didn’t. I’m saving that part for last to make sure I do a thorough job.”
Megan countered, “An in-depth job, I hope,” in a smoldering voice.
I acknowledged, “Yes, it will be as deep as you want it, baby.”
As the words left my mouth, she shivered a little before her body was covered in goose-bumps. I continued coating her back and neck before working on her arms. Once I was finished, I pushed her legs apart and moved to sit behind her butt. Megan’s head was turned as she watched me squirt a large glob of lotion on my hands before applying it to her backside. I caressed her globes starting from the outside and leisurely made my way to her crease. When I finally allowed a finger to slide across her little pink pucker, she let a loud moan slip. I kept bypassing it to extend her pleasure before running across it once again. The result was always the same with a needy moan emanating from Megan.
After the last one, she begged, “Please slip it in. You know I want it bad,” as she spread her legs as far apart as she could. I made sure that my finger was lubed up good before gradually pushing it all the way into her anus. Megan pushed her face into her towel as a thick growl left her throat. I eased my finger out before pushing it back in to the sounds of her inarticulate rumbles. With the third penetration, she shook and actually squirted cum all over the chair. I held still through her orgasm until she shouted, “Fuck me with that finger, lover!”
I began pumping it into her slowly at first but quickly accelerated to an intermediate pace. Megan was now grunting wildly but managed, “I need more, give me more.” With that said, I pulled all the way out just long enough to add a second finger. When I slid back in with two, she bit down on the towel again before reaching another climax. This time as I started to slow, she demanded, “Don’t stop! Keep fucking my ass with those fingers. Megan was in a continuous orgasm as she began to push back on my fingers as I drove them into her. She growled hard as her juices coated the chair. She stopped pushing back for a moment before she ordered, “Get your cock in there! I want to feel you cum in my ass!”
I withdrew my fingers and coated my cock with lotion as Megan watched like an addict waiting for a needle. I smeared some more lotion around her hole before pressing the head against her. It slowly slipped in as she screeched into the towel. I held still and let her adjust to the size difference. She slowly pushed back until it was fully buried in her fevered back door. In a sultry voice, she whispered, “Fuck my ass, baby.” I did as she said and began moving in and out of her restrictive, but slick asshole. By my third time in she was shaking uncontrollably and I was already getting close to my own orgasm. I started to speed up as I was getting close to the edge, and Megan roared, “Oh God… I’m cummminnggg!” as she clamped down hard on my cock. I started coating her bowels with my semen as we both shuddered violently.
Unable to hold myself up any longer, I collapsed onto Megan while I hyperventilated. We were both panting hard for the next couple of minutes. I finally was able to lift myself up off of her as my shrinking penis slipped out of her still constricted anus. I rolled onto the adjoining chair and lay there, breathing like an old man that just had sex with a hot young lady. As my gasping eased, Megan moved on top of me and made love to my tonsils. Every few seconds she’d separate just long enough to tell me how much she loved me. After the kissing slowed, I held her body tight to mine as we both drifted off to sleep.
We woke later in the afternoon and headed inside to clean up and get dressed for dinner at William & Jane’s. I wore jeans and a button-down short-sleeve shirt, while Megan wore another sexy summer dress that was blue with white flowers. This time I watched her dress and knew that she was au naturel underneath. We refrained from any play on the way over, but I’m pretty sure that she let her dress ride up on purpose, exposing her clean-shaven flower.
Upon arriving, we moved up the sidewalk hand-in-hand and never released our grip as we greeted our host’s at the door. Jane led us to the back porch where they had a mini bar set up for drinks. Once we were all hydrated, Jane blurted out, “When did this happen?” as she waved her hand at our entangled fingers.
We both started to laugh, and then they joined in before I turned to William and offered, “Ask him, this was his doing.”
William smiled widely as Megan stated, “We’re both so very grateful that you did.”
“Very, very grateful,” I added.
This time Jane smiled before confessing, “I had a little hand in this connection too, by the way. Knowing Dennis as long as we have and then meeting Megan, it was like finding two interlocking puzzle pieces.”
The evening wore on as we reminisced about old times and contemplated better times to come. The meal was superb, as usual, and we made plans to visit them in their new home in a few months. As we said, our goodbyes and headed back to my place, Megan asked, “Do you think we’ll make it as far as they have?”
Without hesitation, I responded, “I know we will because I already feel like I’ve known you all my life, and that’s what matters.”
Megan gripped my hand tightly and whispered, “I love you so much already,” through tear-filled eyes.
Our life went on spending every spare minute together, appreciating the love that we shared. Months later, when we went to visit William and Jane, we shared the news that Megan was pregnant. We had decided to give it a try after a month of being together, and it happened just weeks after she stopped taking her pills. With a baby on the way, I decided to sell my business and help Megan with hers as the due date neared. We had a baby girl and named her Elizabeth Jane, a combination of Megan’s middle name and one of the architects of our match.
We split our time between Elizabeth and the garage. Megan sold her condo and moved into my house because she couldn’t get enough of skinny-dipping and nude sunbathing. We continued to enjoy a very healthy sex life and focused on our little family. Megan was quite satisfied with Elizabeth and never wanted any other children, so we stopped after her. My children accepted Megan without question because as my daughter put it, “I can see the love between you two.”
Megan’s business thrived, and we made sure that William’s boys were well taken care of over the years. Eventually, Megan sold the auto repair business to one of the mechanics. We spent the rest of our lives doting on our children and our grandchildren while never losing that sexual spark.
The End.
