A Tale Of Survival: Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

A Tale Of Survival: Chapter 4

Five a.m., the alarm is blaring, and Jeanie reaches up to shut it off. She raises up on an elbow, studying the face of the sleeping man next to her. She leans down and places a soft kiss on his lips, holding it 'til his eyes open and he slips his arm under her and pulls her on top of him. She kisses him again and reaches down to push his hard cock between her thighs. "No time for that right now, though I hate to leave it in that condition." He grins mischievously and bites her chin gently, "How about if I go real fast, maybe that will work." "How about you go pee, and it will probably behave until we get off this evening?" Jake frowns, "Well, spoil sport, since it takes two to tango, you want the shower first and I'll make coffee? Or um... damn! You sure we don't have time?" She bursts out laughing, "I created a monster - go shower and I'll make coffee and get Cassie's things ready to go. If we hurry we can eat at the cafe." She kisses him again and pushes his hands off her ass cheeks and rolls out of bed. Twenty minutes after five and they walk out of the house. Jake, carrying Cassie, says, "We can take my truck and save some time, I'll go buy a car seat this afternoon." "Are you sure that thing will run that far? I mean, after all it is four blocks over there." says Jeanie, wrinkling her nose. Jake pretends to cry and Cassie looks sternly at mom, putting her little hands on both his cheeks. Jeanie rolls her eyes, "Don't worry Cass, Jakey is just being a butt, trying to get ...

... his way." She opens the passenger door, cringing upon hearing the old hinges creak and screech. Shaking her head, she climbs into the pasenger seat and Jake hands Cassie in to her and slams the door, grimacing as the door bounces back open. He says something in Spanish and Jeanie scowls at him. "That couldn't have been anything nice; get in and take a deep breath, it's going to be okay, hun. Now drive please, I'm hungry." After dropping Cassie off they walk into the cafe twenty minutes early and Jan brings them coffee. "Good morning, you two. Jeanie, I have your pancakes ready, Jake what can I get for you?" Jake smiles, "Good morning Jan, pancakes sounds good to me as well. Thank you." Jan stops and turns back, looking intently at Jeanie and then Jake. "You two seem awfully bright eyed this morning, I must be missing something." Irene slides into the booth across from them. "Hell, Jan, that's easy; look at her hair and the red marks on her neck. She has the typical well-sexed look." Jeanie snarls back, "What's wrong with my hair, Irene? And there aren't any red marks on my neck... right, Jake? And the answer better be no, mister." Jan walks away smiling as Irene grins, "Jeanie, Jeanie, Jeanie, the two of you might as well have a sign on your forehead: 'I have just been fucked, and it was great'." Jake frowns and looks down at the table, "Um, Jeanie would you let me out please, I have to use the bathroom." Jeanie snaps at him, "No, by God, if I have to listen to this twit run ...