Chapter 2

Then I right-swiped for Tony. He seemed just right for me. He was handsome, somewhat macho but not too much, and had a good job in finance. Our first date was just a coffee meet-up to be sure that each of us wasn’t a serial killer. That was another Rule that I developed, one that even women without kids at home should always follow.

My first real date with Tony was to the theater, and we had an engaging discussion of the merits of the plot all the way back to my house. Kate was at Erin’s for the night, asked him in for more discussion accompanied by wine and cheese. This was going so well.

I felt comfortable enough with him to invite him to the bedroom. There another part of his personality came out. He took charge over the lovemaking, moving me into positions he wanted and forcefully holding me. It wasn’t unwanted and it wasn’t coerced. But his actions were strong and manly and powerful and it made me feel enveloped and secure.

I had always had a mild submissive side around men, and Tony brought that all out in me even more. I enjoyed it when he turned me around and entered me, holding my hips and moving me to match his thrusts. His cock in me felt perfect -- like I was always waiting for this particular cock in me. It filled every inch of me and I could feel and anticipate each motion. I felt waves of pleasure building as we moved together both of us completely focused on his cock, as if nothing else mattered. I enjoyed letting him decide how we fucked and control the situation. I wanted to please him and complied fully. Actually, I was hooked on the submission as much as I was enjoying his cock. It was Fifty Shades of Grey but without the bondage.

After we both climaxed, and rested in each other’s arms for a bit, I told him he had to leave. “Tony,” I said, “You know I have a 15-year-old daughter, Kate. She is on a sleepover tonight and will be back in the morning. I can’t let her find you here. I don’t want her to think that pre-marital sex is ok for her. I was a virgin when I graduated high school, and I hope and expect that she will be one too.”

Jenna, you are assuming that Kate is an innocent little girl. She is already in high school, and this is the real world.

“I know that. But I am her Mom and I have a duty to raise her right and protect her.”

“You aren’t protecting her from anything by kicking me out of bed now. She surely has friends who screw around already, and she knows you had sex with her dad of course. And sex or the idea of sex is everywhere now – on the TV shows she watches, in the movies she sees, and in the music she hears. She probably has seen actual fucking when she is online. If she is going to have sex with a boy at some time, what you do or don’t do now won’t make a difference.”

“Tony, I –”

“Jenna, I want to spend the night here. To hold you in my arms till the morning.”

And that is how I broke my first Rule of dating as a single Mom. I let him stay knowing that Kate would see him in the morning. I just couldn’t say no to this man.

As my reward, after a short recovery, he fucked me again that night, and fucked me again as we awoke in the morning before Kate arrived.

I wanted to get up and clean up all the accumulated cum, but Tony said no.

“Keep it in you Jenna for the rest of the morning, until we take a shower together later.”

I didn’t resist. I got back into bed and he kissed me.

“Good girl.”

I practically melted hearing that from Tony. Growing up, I was indeed the “good girl,” the teacher’s pet, the A student, the one who never disobeyed, the one who took pride in following the rules. Now, I was a different kind of “good girl.”

I felt so deliciously slutty, and free.

So, I said “Good morning” to my daughter with 3 large loads of Tony’s cum slowly dripping out of my pussy onto a pantyliner in my panties under long nightgown.

At least I had the sense to get him dressed and at the breakfast table when Kate returned in the morning.