Jim, my husband's father, comes by to help fix things around the house after my husband gets deployed overseas, and ends up fucking me. I invite him to move in so he can fix more things in the house, and fuck me every day, while my husband is away. After my husband returns, I decide I want his father to continue living with us, and my husband agrees to it.
I married Troy when we were both fresh out of high school... I guess we figured ‘young love would conquer all’... well, not quite. We were so inexperienced and unworldly.... I think fucking was the only thing we had in common... and Troy was pretty good at it, so I really didn’t have much to complain about in that department. And to be honest, I loved it... it was my favorite thing in the world... so we did it a lot.
Other than sex, we struggled being on our own for about six months, tolerating a mediocre relationship and living in a crappy apartment outside of Austin, before Troy got serious and decided to join the military. He was assigned to Randolph base, near San Antonio, and we moved into an old, beat-up house in the Texas hill country about fifteen miles from the base. The area was pretty rural, and I didn’t know anyone nearby, but Troy’s father, Jim, lived about forty-five minutes away, so at least there was family reasonably close by.
Jim had been in the construction business, made quite a bit of money, and had retired early.... doing odd jobs on the side to fill his time. He’d been a widow for about six years when Troy and I got married, so having us living in the same general area seemed to make him happy. He was a good-looking middle-aged guy, who kept himself in pretty good shape... but he also seemed like a bit of a loner, so he didn’t socialize much after his wife, Mary, passed away. We liked each other right from the start.... our relationship while I was dating Troy evolved quickly into a comfortable, flirty rapport that helped make my decision to marry Troy, at the time, a no-brainer.
I could tell that Jim was a bit enamored with me, which made sense... I’m a bubbly, fairly attractive woman, with long brown hair, big brown eyes, an easy smile, and curvy shape... topped off with heavy, 36E breasts that Jim couldn’t keep his eyes off of. I enjoyed the attention, so I didn’t discourage Jim’s lingering gazes when it came to my jiggling boobs. Since I rarely wore a bra, I would often catch him staring at my tits, and the bumps my nipples made in whatever top I was wearing at the time.
Shortly after Troy and I moved into our house near the base, he got deployed overseas. He was going to be gone for at least a year... probably closer to sixteen months... which pretty much left me on my own in rural Texas, living in a run-down, 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom, house that always seemed to need some work done to it. I got a job at a little gift shop in nearby Gruene, which helped fill the time and allowed me to pay most of the bills each month.
It wasn’t long after Troy’s deployment before things started to break around the house and, given my limited finances, I couldn’t really afford to have someone come out to the house for repairs. So, every time something needed fixing, I’d call my father-in-law and he’d drive out to my house and repair whatever was broken. He was tremendously handy, and seemed to know something about everything.... and he never complained about making the long drive over to my place to fix things. I usually made him dinner whenever he came by, since he was driving almost an hour to my house, and then another long drive home afterwards.
One day... about seven months after Troy had been deployed... I got home from work to find that the pipes under the kitchen sink had developed a slow leak. It had been dripping most of the day, so there was a lot of standing water under the basin, which had dribbled onto the floor throughout the day, causing another big puddle on the kitchen floor. I called Jim to see if he could come by right away to fix it, and of course he said, “Yes”. I wiped up the puddled water while I waited for Jim to arrive... and an hour later he was sprawled on his back inside the cabinet beneath the sink, fixing whatever problem had caused the pipes to start leaking.
I sat at the kitchen table and chatted with Jim to keep him company as I watched him work his magic on the leak under the sink. I could only see the bottom half of his body as he tinkered and fiddled with the pipes inside the cabinet, and I was a little surprised to find myself checking out the bulge in his pants as he worked. He was laying on his back with his legs slightly spread, and his rather impressive cock shoved down one leg of his jeans. I could see the clear outline of his shaft, and even the bump of his mushroom-shaped head, pressing up against the fabric of his pants.
I was kind of hypnotized... I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off it.
Troy had been gone for seven months by then, and rubbing out a bunch of quick orgasms each week with my vibrator was the only ‘sex’ I’d had since he left. I guess that explained my total focus on the huge penis in my kitchen.... I couldn’t deny that checking out my father-in-law’s sizeable package was getting my juices flowing.
By the time Jim finished fixing the leak under the sink, it was much later than usual, and his clothes were a mess. I suggested he spend the night, rather than driving all the way back home, and he thought that was a good idea.
I said, “Why don’t you go take a shower and clean up, while I make us something to eat. It’s the least I can do to thank you for coming all the way out here to fix my sink.”
He caught me totally off-guard when he laughed and said, “I’d rather have a blowjob.”
My face turned red, as I let out a gasp and, chuckling to myself, exclaimed, “What the fuck, Jim? Where did that come from?”
With a shy grin, he glanced at my wobbly tits and stiff nipples poking through my tank top and said, “Well, Erin.... Mary’s been gone a long time, and to be honest... I don’t get out much. Every time I come over here to fix something, I can’t stop checking out your gorgeous breasts.... they’re even nicer than Mary’s were.... if I had a choice, what I could really use is a nice blowjob.”
I don’t know why, but this made me laugh... which, to his delight, made my boobs jiggle even more. I put my hands to my face in an attempt to hide my flushed cheeks, then giggled and said, “Well, how about if you go take a cold shower, then, while I fix us a late supper?”
We shared an awkward laugh together before he headed into the bathroom to start his shower.
We were having leftovers, so it didn’t take long for me to get the table set for the two of us. When I was done with that, I got the great idea of washing his clothes for him, since they’d become dirty while he worked on the sink. I slipped quietly into the bathroom to grab his stuff, and got a bit of a surprise when I caught sight of him through the glass wall of the shower stall.
He was standing under the shower spray, in perfect profile to where I was, with his head back, his eyes closed and his fingers aggressively working shampoo through his hair. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.... his cock was enormous! It wasn’t quite hard, but it wasn’t flaccid, either.... it was sticking out away from his torso, with a smooth bend to the shaft, and the wide, bulbous tip pointing at the shower floor in front of his feet. It had to be at least nine inches long... and thick... and he was circumcised, just like Troy, which I definitely preferred.
Troy had a pretty big cock, and seeing his father’s prick bouncing around between his legs, I could see where he got it from. Jim’s dick looked to be a little longer, and a bit thicker, even though it was not yet fully erect.
Holy shit.... I was absolutely mesmerized! I couldn’t take my eyes off it! It had been way too long since I’d had a man’s penis in my hand, mouth or vagina. God, how I missed that...
I watched his penis jiggle and shake up and down as he continued washing his hair.... then watched it settle back down to a slow swaying motion back and forth as he rinsed the soap out of his hair.
My eyebrows popped up even further when I saw what he did next.
With his eyes still closed, he put more shampoo in one of his hands, and began slowly stroking his now growing erection. He held the base of his shaft with one hand, while using the other one to slide up and down the entire length of his prick... sometimes rubbing around the wide, helmet-like tip, then pulling on his impressive shaft, as it expanded to its full ten inches in his pumping fist.
My mouth dropped open as I watched him jerking himself off in the shower.... I’d never really thought about it before, but holy shit... that was sexy as fuck!
I was wearing a simple, floral sundress... no bra, and tiny thong panties... pretty typical for running around the house after work. The dress was made of thin cotton, was low cut and kind of short.... perfect for hot days and warm nights in the Texas hill country. I unconsciously reached between my legs, pushed my panties aside and found my moist pussy... then moved my fingers up to my throbbing clitoris and began rubbing little circles around the tip as I enjoyed the show Jim was unknowingly putting on in front of me. As I flicked my bean with one hand, I reached up with my other hand and began gently squeezing my breasts... kneading the flesh and pulling on my firm nipples until they were as stiff as erasers.
I was a bit surprised at how aroused I was. But watching Jim give himself a handjob in the shower was getting me extremely worked up. I kept at it with my hand between my legs, and my other hand caressing my boobs, moaning softly, but confident that Jim couldn’t hear me over the sound of the water splashing around him in the shower.
I could feel a delicious tingle building between my legs as I toyed with my engorged clit and watched Jim stroking the length of his thick hard-on over and over. With his eyes still closed, Jim turned to face the warm spray from the shower head, and let out a guttural moan as he exploded.... blasting rope after rope of white, creamy spunk all over the shower floor in front of his spread legs.
Seeing his cum spewing from the tip of his stiff cock pushed me over the edge, and I seemed to erupt.... I felt an intense, electrifying orgasm course through my body from clit to nipple, leaving me breathless and making my legs tremble with pleasure. With my eyes wide open and staring hungrily at Jim’s enormous erection, I softened my fingers rubbing around my sensitive clitoris... riding the euphoria of my climax to its delightful peak, then trying desperately to make it linger, before enjoying the tender waves of bliss as it slowly ebbed.
Since Jim couldn’t hear my stifled mewls over the drubbing sound of the water from the shower, I continued to toy with my plump nub an extra few seconds.... trying to enjoy my fading orgasm as long as I could. Then I quietly grabbed the dirty clothes from the floor and slipped out of the bathroom before Jim finished cumming.... I wanted to get out of there before he opened his eyes.
As I slipped out of the bathroom, I glanced back at Jim, who was leaning forward with both hands on the shower wall for support... his eyes still closed... his semi-hard prick sticking out from his torso and dangling loosely between his legs. I forced myself to peel my eyes away from the impressive spectacle in my shower, and silently closed the door behind me.
Jim came back into the kitchen as I was pulling the food from the warmer. He was wearing Troy’s bathrobe since his clothes were in the washer, and he sat down at the dinette table as I prepared his dinner plate at the counter behind him.
“I have your dirty clothes in the washer, Jim... figured you wouldn’t want to put them on again after your shower.”
He nodded and said, “Yeah, I saw that... I grabbed Troy’s robe from behind the door... hope that’s OK.”
I said, “Of course... actually, I got that for Troy last Christmas, but he never wears it...”, then I chuckled and added, “He’s always running around here in boxers... if he bothers to wear anything at all around the house.”
We both laughed while I finished with Jim’s plate and started to walk it over to the table. When I got to the table with his plate, Jim said, “Sorry about the blowjob comment, Erin... I guess I just get a bit lonely sometimes, and... I didn’t want to offend you, or anything... aahhh... I don’t know... it’s just been so long...”
As I placed his food in front of him, I giggled, then pressed my boobs against his shoulder from behind, pushing my stiff nipples into the soft flesh of his upper arm, and said, “You didn’t offend me, Jim.... go ahead and eat.... then we’ll see about that blowjob.”
His eyebrows shot up and he looked into my face... I chuckled, reached inside the flap of his robe and found his flaccid cock dangling over the edge of his chair. I gave it a gentle squeeze and added, “It’s the least I can do for you, given all the times you’ve helped me out around here.”
With a huge grin on his face, Jim started eating his dinner.... rather quickly, it seemed. As I sat next to him eating my own meal, I occasionally checked between his legs... smiling to myself as I noticed that his cock was slowly growing in anticipation of what would come next.
I left him sitting at the table as I removed our plates, then brought him a piece of left over chocolate cake after I’d warmed it up in the microwave. I placed it in front of him, then turned his chair sideways to the table and knelt down between his spread legs, saying, “Go ahead, Jim.... enjoy your dessert”, as I pushed the flaps of his robe aside and sucked the tip of his semi-hard dick into my mouth.
Jim let out a groan as I began using one of my hands to stroke his thick shaft, while bobbing my head up and down on his stiffening penis. I smiled to myself as I watched him take a bite of dessert, then moan his pleasure as he enjoyed his cake while I sucked on his growing hard-on.
It didn’t take long before he was fully erect. After sucking and stroking his throbbing erection for several minutes, I could tell from his rocking hips and labored breathing that his climax was imminent. As he finished the last bite of his cake, I picked up the pace a bit, and used my pumping fist to add extra stimulation to the ridge around the head of his cock. His breath caught almost immediately... then he erupted... blasting several streams of warm, creamy splooge all over the back of my throat.
I swallowed his entire load.... and there was a lot.... then kept bobbing my head up and down on his prick and pumping his shaft with my hand... pulling out every last bit of spunk as he emptied his nutsack into my mouth.
My God, how I missed having a hard cock in my mouth and cum splashing against my tonsils. I didn’t want to stop!
When he was finally done cumming, I swallowed again, then licked the final drops of semen from the tip of his dick before using my tongue and lips to clean off his glistening prick as it slowly softened in my hand.
“Holy shit, Erin.... that was fucking incredible! I think that was the best blowjob I’ve ever had.... goddamn!”
I smiled, wiped a drop of cum from my chin, and said, “You deserve it Jim.... you do so much around here to help me out while Troy’s away....”
Still gliding my hand up and down the thick shaft of his dick, I giggled and added, “And you have a marvelous cock, so I think I enjoyed this as much as you did.... probably more than I should have... you know, it’s been a long time for me, too...”
We stayed like that for a few more minutes... Jim sitting in the chair catching his breath and enjoying his waning orgasm... with me kneeling in between his spread legs... my head resting on one of his thighs, as I continued to gently caress his now flaccid penis.
I checked the clock and noticed that it was already past midnight.... fixing the sink had taken quite a while, and we’d eaten a very late dinner.... so I got up and said, “It’s time for bed, Jim... I have to work tomorrow.”
Jim nodded and said, “Yep.... it’s past my bed time, anyway.” He stood up and stretched... the flaps of his robe hanging open, and his long, thick pecker swaying back and forth between his legs... and said, “Just show me to the spare bedroom.”
I chuckled and said, “No, you can sleep in my bed with me tonight... the mattress in the spare bedroom sucks”, as I reached past the flaps of his robe, grabbed his flaccid dick, and led him to the master bedroom. In the master bedroom he dropped his robe on the floor, while I pulled off my sundress and stepped out of my thong panties, and we plopped into bed naked. We were both totally exhausted, so I laid on my side with Jim pressed up behind me... his hands reaching around to gently massage my tits, and his soft penis resting up against my ass cheeks... as we immediately nodded off to sleep.
In the morning, I woke up first. As I yawned and stretched myself awake, I noticed that Jim’s morning wood was pressed up against my lower back. I smiled to myself as I recalled the previous evening... enjoying the memory of rubbing out an orgasm with my fingers while watching Jim jerking off in the shower, then giving him a blowjob in the kitchen while he ate chocolate cake for dessert.
I rolled over and laid my head on Jim’s chest, as I reached down between his legs and began gently sliding my hand up and down his stiff rod. Jim seemed to smile in his sleep as he obviously enjoyed the attention of my warm palm caressing his morning boner... probably dreaming about getting a handjob on a Jamaican beach, or something.
I smiled to myself as he gradually woke up, rocking his hips into my pumping fist and rubbing the sleep out of his bleary eyes. Once he started to stir, I whispered, “Good morning, handsome.... are you awake?”
He chuckled and said, “Not yet...”, but continued rocking his hips into every downward motion of my hand.
I laughed softly and grabbed hold of his fully erect prick and said, “Well, this guy is...”, as I threw a leg over him, straddling his hips, and placed my now moist pussy just above the tip of his rigid cock.
I used one hand to guide the head of his penis into my vagina, then let out a guttural moan as I slowly lowered myself onto his thick hard-on.
“Aaaahhhhhh.... holy shit, Jim.... hmmmmm.... you’re fucking huge.... my God, that feels so... fucking... good.... oooooohhhhhhhh.....”
My God, that felt incredible. It had been so long since Troy had been home, my pussy was absolutely aching to be stuffed with a nice, hard cock... Jim’s prick certainly fit the bill.
I started sliding my snatch up and down Jim’s enormous erection, shoving it deeper and deeper inside my cunt with every downward thrust. I was still worked up from the night before, and was already dripping wet this morning... his thick boner slid in easily, and was hitting all the right spots inside my drenched pussy.
I started by leaning back a little, so that I was using my hands on Jim’s thighs behind me to support my bouncing motion. I noticed that Jim was fully awake now, and his eyes were totally locked onto my flailing boobs. With a huge grin on his face he watched them smash into each other... making a clapping sound with every one of my downward thrusts. After a few minutes, he reached up and grabbed both of them... pulling and slapping them, and occasionally pinching my rock-hard nipples.
Holy fuck that felt fantastic!
I didn’t know if it was because it had been so long, or simply because Jim’s cock was huge and filled me in ways I hadn’t been filled before.... hell, maybe both.... but the euphoric sensations crashing through my body had me gasping for air.
I leaned forward, letting my dangling boobs slap Jim in the face as I continued to bounce up and down on his rigid hard-on. Jim pulled my breasts together.... squeezing the flesh so that my stiff nipples stuck out even more than usual. He sucked one of them into his mouth... biting and nibbling, as he continued to massage my tits... then released it, and did the same with the other nipple.
Leaning forward allowed me to rub my engorged clitoris against the base of Jim’s steely rod, and.... between Jim’s teeth on my nipples and my clit grinding against the shaft of his cock.... I closed my eyes and immediately launched into a delicious, overwhelming orgasm that took my breath away.
Still massaging my boobs and toying with my nipples, Jim began pounding his rigid boner in and out of my pussy faster, as he found a rhythm... shoving his cock as far into me as it would go. My initial orgasm waned slightly, but then another one crashed through me, making my legs tremble and almost moving me to tears.
“Holy shit, Jim.... you’re cock feels incredible.... my God.... my God.... shit.... it’s been too fucking long.... oh, yeah, just like that.... yeah.... I’m cumming again!.... oh, fuck.... eh.... aaaaaahhhhhhhhh.... aaaaaahhhhhhhh.... yeeeeaaaahhhh.... aaaaahhhhhh... shit.... you gotta be fucking kidding me.... hmmmmm.... my God, you’re fantastic.”
I opened my eyes as I continued rocking my hips up and down on Jim’s thick boner... enjoying the remnants of my lingering orgasms, and getting a kick out of watching Jim’s eyes focused on my bouncing boobs. He suddenly released my tits and grabbed my hips with both hands, as he arched his back and slammed his huge prick as far into me as it would go.... blasting several streams of hot, milky splooge all over the walls of my cunt. He kept pounding his stiff hard-on into me, over and over, as he emptied his nutsack and enjoyed the intense pleasure of his morning ejaculation.
Oh, my God.... what a tremendous way to start the day!
I lowered myself onto Jim’s chest as we both caught our breath and relished our fading climaxes. I couldn’t believe how intense it had been.... I didn’t want it to end.
After a few luxurious minutes, we got up and headed into the bathroom to shower. We soaped each other up... him, fondling my soapy breasts and plucking my stiff nipples; and me, stroking his flaccid shaft and toying with the thick, bulbous head of his cock. After we finished cleaning up, we both dried off and got dressed.
I headed off to work, and Jim headed back to his place.
When I got home from work that day, Jim’s car was parked in my driveway, and he was sitting in a chair on my front porch. I smiled when I saw him and said, “Hey, Jim.... I didn’t expect you tonight... what’ up?”
He smiled and said, “Well, I thought I’d swing by and see if you needed anything else fixed.”
I laughed and said, “There is always something to fix in this old house.... you’re welcome to take your pick. C’mon in.... I’ll start making us dinner.”
Jim followed me inside, and I walked ahead of him into the kitchen. I put my purse on the table and, before I could turn around, I felt Jim step up behind me and reached around to grab my boobs with both of his hands. I smiled, and leaned my head back against his chest, as he squeezed and caressed my tits through the blouse I had worn to work that day. I reached behind me and found the bulge between his legs, and started running my fingers up and down the length of his dick through his pants.... I could feel it growing in my hand as he gently rubbed it against my ass cheeks.
In no time, he had my blouse unbuttoned, my bra undone, and my skirt unzipped... all of them tossed onto the kitchen floor. I had unzipped his pants and pulled his now fully erect boner out and was using one hand to stroke the thick shaft as he roughly grabbed my hips and lifted me onto the edge of the kitchen table. Then... with his rigid prick sticking out of his unzipped slacks.... he pulled my panties off, pushed my knees apart, and perched himself on a chair in between my legs.
I giggled and said, “What the fuck are you doing, Jim?”
He smiled up at me and said, “I haven’t had my face in a woman’s pussy since Mary passed.... just relax and let me have some fun.”
I leaned back onto my elbows behind me for support, and smiled at the top of Jim’s head, as he leaned forward and buried his head into my already moist snatch. With my legs draped over his shoulders... my ankles crossed behind his head... he slipped two fingers inside my vagina, and began using his tongue to lick up and down the slit between my wet pussy lips. He eventually settled onto my throbbing clitoris.... sucking it into his mouth, and using his tongue to flick it, over and over, as I moaned and writhed on the table.
Holy shit, I was in heaven!
As he toyed with my clit and finger blasted my cunt, he used his free hand to reach up and fondle my heavy breasts... squeezing the flesh and pinching the nipples, which just added to the incredible ecstasy coursing through my entire body. It didn’t take long before I climaxed... hard... creaming all over his face and fingers... until my pussy juices were smeared across his chin and dripping down my ass cheeks onto the table top.
He slowed his fingers sliding in and out of my vagina, and softened his tongued against my clit, as I wallowed in my lingering climax... moaning and writhing on the table.... my legs trembling as they rested on his shoulders.
After letting me enjoy my tremendous orgasm for a while, Jim grabbed my hips and pulled me off the table, lowering me slowly toward his lap.... and onto the tip of his fully erect hard-on, which was pointing straight up between his legs. I was so wet, it slid in easily.... although the sheer size of it surprised me all over again.
Holy fuck, that blew my mind... again!
He bounced me up and down on his lap... going deeper and deeper inside me... until I was totally impaled on his rock-hard boner.... with my clitoris rubbing deliciously against the base of his shaft. As I bounced up and down on his thick prick... the head of his penis perfectly stimulating the g-spot inside my cunt... I suddenly launched into another intense, tingly orgasm that washed over my entire body like a tsunami of euphoric pleasure.
With his mouth sucking on one of my stiff nipples, while my other boob bounced around and slapped against his face, Jim used his hands to hold my hips and pump me up and down on his rigid staff until he suddenly caught his breath... and exploded... spewing several globs of warm, sticky cum all over the inside of my pussy.
I kept bouncing up and down on his stiff pole, as he emptied his nutsack and moaned his pleasure into my wobbling tits.... his lips hard against the flesh of one of my breasts... his tongue flicking gently against the firm nipple in his mouth.
By the time I stopped sliding up and down on his engorged cock, much of his spunk had dribbled out from the sides of his shaft, and dripped onto the floor in front of the chair he sat on. When I raised myself and pulled his still semi-hard dick out of my vagina, it seemed like the flood gates opened, and the rest of his semen poured out of my gaping pussy, along with my own cum juices, and puddled onto the floor between our legs.
We both laughed as we noted the size of the mess we’d made on the kitchen floor.... we had both cum a lot.... I guess it had been a long time for both of us.
I pulled on my panties, but left the rest of my clothes off, as I cleaned up the puddle we’d left on the floor, then moved around the kitchen preparing dinner for the both of us. Jim took his pants off, but left his boxers on, and went about fixing some of the myriad things that still needed to be fixed in the house.
When dinner was ready, we both sat at the kitchen table and ate..... chatting comfortably about my day at work, and some of the things that still needed to be fixed around the house. After dinner we sat, naked, on the sofa and watched TV until it was time to go to bed.
As I was... once again... using my hand on the shaft of his penis to lead him to the master bedroom, I said, “You know, Jim, you might as well move in here with me. Troy won’t be back in the states for another year, or so... and there are still a ton of things that need to be fixed around the house.”
He chuckled and said, “I like the hell out of that idea.”
Then we climbed into bed, where he fucked me from behind and played with my swinging boobs until we both had explosive orgasms and collapsed... exhausted... the two of us falling asleep with his huge cock still shoved deep inside my pussy.
And that’s how it went... Jim spent his days fixing all the broken things in the house... replacing toilets and ceiling fans, fixing washing machines and lawn mowers... until Troy returned home about a year later.
Troy and I had spoken on the phone several times while he was deployed, and I’d told him that his father had moved in with me to help with all the repairs needed on the house. Troy was OK with it... it made sense, since I was alone and the house was old and shabby. There were even a couple of times his father was sneak-fucking me while I was talking to Troy on the phone.
By the time Troy returned from overseas, I had moved Jim into the spare bedroom. But shortly after he came home on leave, I sat Troy down and explained that his father wasn’t just staying in the house with me to fix things... he was also fucking me... just about every day... sometimes twice a day... and I didn’t want to give it up.
Troy was a hell of a lot more agreeable to the idea than I thought he’d be. Maybe he had something going on overseas, too? I don’t know, but... after that discussion... Troy, Jim and I fell into a comfortable living arrangement. I slept with Troy some nights, and other nights with Jim. Sometimes I even fucked them both in the same day. It was actually pretty congenial.... I just tried to keep them both satisfied.
About six months later, Troy ended up deployed for a second tour overseas. It was a pretty smooth transition to move Jim back into the master bedroom.... and we didn’t even need to hide it when Jim was fucking me while I talked with Troy on the phone.
It’s been almost four years now and things are still working out well for the three of us. Troy mustered out of the army last spring, and is back in Texas for good. He has a good job in New Braunfels, and we have a nice, comfortable relationship now that he’s home full time. Of course, his father still lives with us, and.... ironically.... there’s nothing left in the house that needs fixing.