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Perchance to Dom Ch. 2

Date: 11/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Spanking, Author: DiscipleN, Rating: 82.6, Source: sexstories.com

white underpants. I reached in and felt the wetness that darkened them. She might have cum then. She bit my ear. She took my dick out, skilled quick and leaned back against her car, spreading her legs. I didn't waste time. I shoved the soaked panel aside and pressed my prick into her burning cunt. "Oh, fuck that cock!" Her voice was intense but not loud. The echoes in that concrete love shack would last until morning. "Get a condom." I said bucking my ass between Gina' thighs. "Purse." We had to pause to get it. She fumbled to open the foil. I fumbled to roll it on with a gap. The fucking thing broke. Passion may have started us in on risky shit. The condom broke that too. "It was my last." "In your apartment?" "No. Damn!" She looked more disappointed than I felt. I felt more frustrated. "I didn't expect this to happen tonight. I would have carried." "Don't apologize. That condom's nearly as old as my divorce anniversary." "You're so beautiful." I tried kissing her again. She kissed back with cooler lips." "We could get each other off." Gina tried. "Let's go inside." A little music and some wine later, we found a suitable groove. It turned out to be a respectable night. Gina insisted on driving me to school. Thank the gods Cheryl didn't see her drop me off, but Gina made sure everyone, student or teacher who could, see plenty. It took me a few minutes, after she'd driven away, to decide if I should wipe her lipstick off my mouth. That afternoon, I realized we hadn't swapped ... phone numbers. It was a mistake that I wouldn't be able to correct for a long time. I took a bus to the dealership. Cheryl saw me and came running. Well, walking swiftly. "Was she right?" She asked. "Huh?" "She told me you were a little boy trying to be a big man." "It broke." I told her. "What broke?" "The condom." As if that meant anything to her. It did. "Poor, Walt." She took my hand in hers. "Gina accepted a proposal last week." "You mean, last night was some sort of trap?" "She called it a test." I didn't want to hear more. "Thanks, Cheryl." I went home and waited for Dad. Cheryl texted me, "She said you're not afraid." "Dad, I'm afraid I've done something stupid. Can we talk in my room?" He sized me up. "Yes." I followed him. I sat on my bed. He stood. "Dad, did you date much before you married Mom?" "What did you do?" True to form, he only talked about what he wanted to discuss. "I let my feelings get the best of me. I made myself a fool for an older woman." "So why are you afraid?" He surprised me. Dad wasn't normally a source for insight. That was Mom's expertise. "Huh? I'm not-" "When your mother finally accepted my proposal, she asked for two things in return. She wanted one child, and she wanted freedom to pursue her love of programming." The way he said, "love of programming," hit me in the heart. I had always assumed that my mother loved Dad. "Do you love this woman?" "No." I answered. "There's nothing to be afraid of. All men are fools." The man who was not my ...