A new spark part 2 - Sex Stories

A new spark part 2

... begins to shudder and her motions become more direct but less frequent. Her kisses stop and she raises her head, presenting me, with her neck. I eagerly suck and kiss the exposed flesh. When she calms down, our eyes meet and she begins her motion again. Smiling we stare into each other’s eyes. Holding eye contact until we cum together. After the rush has died down, we lie entwined, kissing softly. “I needed this, so bad.” “You needed this, I’ve been walking around all week, with wet panties.” “That sounds sexy.” “For you maybe, for me it’s just annoying.” “Well, I hope this helps.” “It will for today at least.” “How is your awful Easter shaping up?” “In-laws are all over my house. Loud and obnoxious bunch. This is such a welcome relief.” “I’m about the get my fill of them.” “Poor you.” Satisfied we fall asleep in our naked embrace. I’m awoken by the ringing of my phone. “Fuck!” Sandra, jumps off me and I look at the device that has woken us. Its eleven fifteen. The plane landed already and the call is from Veronica, probably asking where I am. “Shit, I’m supposed to be at the airport already!” Scrambling to get my clothes on and help Sandra out of the car, I set the car up for my guests. After a brief goodbye I race toward the airport. I leave all the windows open to get rid of the sex smell. Once I arrive, I make my apologies and tell them about some car trouble and forgetting to charge my phone. This is the one time I’m not sorry, for the boring boating nonsense that ...

... comes out of my father in-law’s mouth, because the incident is quickly forgotten and drowned in a story, about his Volvo and how they not only make good cars but excellent boats. This then leads to a story about the Volvo ocean race and so on and so forth. The trip feels blissfully short and Veronica who is happy to see her parents quickly accepts the car trouble and dead phone story. The afternoon is spend in our back garden, where Veronica takes her mother on a three hour tour of the place, explaining every detail. That leaves me, with boat story Bill. It’s William but he prefers Bill. Teresa, his wife doesn’t. This always provides me with some amusement, as he ignores her when calling out his full name and she goes ballistic, at being called Tess. When the day is done and the catered food consumed, Bill and Tess head off the bed, but not before Bill exclaims, “tomorrow, we’ll see if that country club of yours is worth the grounds fees.” “It is daddy, you’ll see.” Dear god, I forgot what a daddy’s girl she was. All through dinner, it was daddy this and daddy that. It does however explain Bruce, who is at least a dozen years, her senior. I tell her to go to bed while I do the cleanup. After a few dishes, I check my phone which I left turned off, in the charging station. “Are you in trouble?” This was send a few hours ago. “No, everything is fine. Don’t worry. By the way, loved seeing you this morning. Haven’t had sex in a car since I was a teenager. How are you?” “Good to hear. ...