Two things happened to me about seven months ago: my daughter, Jennifer, went off to college and my wife, Suzanne, filed divorce papers.
Well, I was happy that Jenn was going to college, she'd worked awfully hard to get a scholarship and I knew she would do well. The school was just a hundred and fifty or so miles away so it was easy for her to come home weekends if she wanted.
Less happy was the divorce. I knew things were wrong for quite a while but it was when Jennifer was ready to go off to school that Suzanne told me that she was leaving me for her lover, Lucy Kilton, a former roommate from her college years. Ah, well.
But, life goes on, of course, and while I wasn't getting much in the way of sex before the divorce, there also wasn't much after, either.
Jennifer would ask me every once in a while if I'd met anyone, meaning anyone ... a woman, and I'd report that I hadn't. But she kept asking and I kept telling her that I hadn't met anyone.
Her first college break was Labor Day and she had told me she was coming home that Friday afternoon and would be going back early on Tuesday morning.
So, on that Friday, when I came home from work, there was Jenn's 2009 Honda Civic in the driveway. I went in, eager to see my daughter and came upon Jennifer and another young woman in the kitchen sitting at the table, each having a Diet Coke.
Jenn jumped up and gave me a big hug, telling me, "Dad, this is Frances Jemison, she lives on the West Coast so I had her come home with me, okay?"
"Sure," I told Jenn and turned to shake the girl's hand but she also embraced me and kissed me softly on the lips.
"That's sweet of you to take me in like this, it's so much nicer than sitting around on an empty campus all weekend. I really appreciate it," she said, smiling a beautiful smile at me.
This friend of my daughter's was a beautiful girl. She stood about five-seven and was curvy with long, sleek black hair down over her shoulders. Green-eyed and wearing a button-down white shirt and cropped-bottom jeans, she looked the perfect All-American coed.
"Well, I'm glad you could come home with Jennifer. I'd planned on taking her out to dinner and you're certainly invited to come with us. Let me go up and get changed. It's no where fancy, just a small Italian place nearby that Jenn knows quite well, an old favorite."
I trotted upstairs and changed and came down and read through the mail, then the girls came down and we went out and had a nice supper.
Jennifer, of course, was all bubbly about her first impressions of college and went on and on about it with her friend adding in here and there. We had a fun time and we all came back and watched several episodes of "The Big Bang Theory" that I had recorded while she was away in school. We're both fans of the show and greatly enjoy watching them together.
Around eleven, I told them I was off to bed and Jenn and her friend, Frances, both stood up and each hugged me good night with her friend again giving me a lovely soft kiss on the lips.
I had been reading a book when there came a soft rap on my door and I answered, "Yes, Jenn, come in."
The door opened and it was her college friend Frances.
"Yes, Frances, is everything all right?"
"Oh, yes, fine, just perfect," she said as she closed the door and came over to my bed. "Jenn wanted me to come and see if I could make you happy tonight," she said as she pulled her negligee up off over her head and stood there beautifully naked.
"I ... well, I ... Jenn sent you here?"
"Yes, she's worried about you being lonely. And, I told her I'd do what I could. Can I get in with you? I'll stay here with you tonight."
"But, what will Jenn think?" I asked now more confused and so distracted by the beautiful naked apparition standing there.
"She knows I'm here, she sent me down to sleep with you. She showed me your picture last week and asked me if I wanted to come home with you and have sex with you for the weekend. Can I get in?" she asked smiling.
I usually sleep in the nude but figured that, under these particular circumstances, that I had nothing to hide and raised the covers up for her to join me.
She turned to me and we kissed as her hand went to my chest, then descended to take hold of my cock which, understandably, was rock-hard. Frances was a beautiful, sexy young woman.
"I guess I owe my daughter a real debt of gratitude for being so concerned over my welfare," I told her. "She couldn't have chosen a more wonderful woman for me, Frances, you're really beautiful."
"Mmm, you're nice yourself, David, this all came about when I mentioned that I preferred a more mature lover than what we generally had in college. Except for a few of the professors, of course. But, that's another story," she laughed as she kissed me again.
Her breasts were quite wonderful, firm and full, and she had put a leg up on top of mine with her knee over my stomach to position her pussy so she could rub the head of my cock along her labia.
"Mmm, that feels nice, is it good for you? Feel nice? Make you want more?" she cooed as I pushed my hips making my cock tip part her pussy open and go just inside.
I didn't have to do anything else, she just pushed me onto my back and pressed herself down widening herself to take me deep inside. Then she raised up and began scissoring straight up and down on me, her slippery, wet pussy feeling almost like it was sucking me on each stroke.
"Oh, Frances, I can't believe this is happening, you are so sexy, this is like a dream come true."
"It's not a dream, at least it sure feels real. I'm liking this, Paul, I hope you'll let me sleep with you while I'm here," she said leaning over and kissing me while her hips rose and fell.
"Frances, you can do anything you want with me while you're here," I kidded.
"Jennifer sure loves you, I hope you know that," she told me as my hands massaged her firm breasts.
"I sure do, even to fixing up her old man with one of her friends. I owe her."
"Oh, she'll just be happy if you're happy. That's what she said. So, are you happy?"
"Lots happier than I've been in a long, long time. This is like a dream, you are so beautiful and sexy."
"Mmm, I'm not a dream, this is all true and it sure feels like we're doing it. It feels wonderful."
She continued moving up and down on me, happily smiling down, dropping her head down once in a while to offer me her lips and mouth.
"Your daughter really loves you, David, she told me I could have you as much as I wanted just as long as you were happy. And I'm feeling pretty happy, myself."
"So am I, Frances, so am I."
I looked down between us watching my cock disappear, then reappear, all wet and glazed with her juices as she fucked me so sweetly.
"Mmm, cum, David, cum in me, I want your cum," she moaned as she rose and fell. "I'm close, oh, yes," she panted, then her body jerked several times as she cried out, "oh, uh, uh, uh, mmm, oh, yes, yes," and pushed down hard on me, twisting her hips back and forth. It was just enough.
"Uhh, mmm, uhh," I groaned as I pushed my hips up as she ground down on me urging me on.
"Cum, David, cum, oh, yes," she huffed as she slowly now pulled up and down. "That was wonderful, so good."
She fucked me for another few minutes, then pulled up and off to roll over next to me as we kissed.
"You can turn out the light, David, there'll be more in the morning, good night," she said softly as she gave me a final kiss and a squeeze to my cock.
It was wonderful to sleep with a woman again and waking up was even better.
As I opened my eyes, her face was right in front of mine. "You horny this morning? I am. I want to suck you hard then you can fuck me before breakfast."
"What if I had you for breakfast?" I asked.
"Then I might just want to stay in bed with you all day."
"Well, Jenn did come home to see me, I am still her father."
"She told me that I was to make her daddy happy and that's what she wanted. She did say I should be with you as much as we both wanted."
"I suppose I shouldn't go against my daughter's wishes, now, should I?" I told her as I pulled the sheet away and moved her legs apart to get down and give her oral as thanks for last night.
"Mmm, oh, this is why I love more mature men, oh, that's so good, David, so good. Too many younger guys don't really know how to make a woman feel good, how to really make her feel cherished. Mmm, make me cum."
It was looking like Jennifer got me the right young woman. She really didn't know that her father loves to do oral sex but she sure picked out the right one to bring home for daddy, I thought as I flicked my tongue up and down while I held her pussy open.
"Oh, geez, right there, oh, yes, right there, omigod, uuuh, uuuh, uh, uh, mmm, oh my pussy, my pussy, keep going, don't stop," she panted as I felt her body shake and tremble.
I did exactly what we both wanted and put her right through another orgasm, one that really must have rocked her world from the way she screamed. Then she grabbed me and kissed me over and over, thanking me and thanking me. We stayed in each other's arms for a little while longer then we got up and she slipped her nightie back on and I tied a robe around myself and we went hand in hand down to make some breakfast.
"Oh, look at you two," Jennifer said as she looked up from the newspaper when we entered the kitchen. "Oh, I think this worked out okay, just like I was hoping. Frances, you sure sounded happy a few minutes ago. Way to go, Dad."
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