Graduation Days

I thought I finally had the perfect excuse to skip a graduation without any backlash. However, Amy put a damper on that. She said it would really show my dedication to the department. So, a week after our wedding, and a day before our honeymoon, I found myself sitting through yet another spring commencement. At least, unlike last year, thinking about Amy put a smile on my face.

I would have been fine with eloping or standing in front of a justice of the peace, but it was Amy's first wedding, so small and simple were both out. Well, according to her and her mother, the event had been both of those, and I was smart enough not to disagree out loud.

We took pictures before the ceremony, so everybody would be looking their best, but that didn't stop her from taking my breath away when she appeared on her father's arm. Still, I couldn't help but think of the first time a woman in white took my breath away like that, and it made me smile. Somehow, I knew she would be happy I had found somebody wonderful to pick up where she had been forced to leave off.

As I watched Amy being slowly escorted down the aisle, I found myself thinking about the future, by remembering the past.

* * * * *

Amy had caught me staring at my first wedding portrait, although I don't know how long she had been there before she spoke. "Penny for your thoughts?"

I flinched, then took a few breaths as she moved up next to me. It was a struggle to keep my voice from quavering as I spoke. "It's almost time to take this one down. Soon we'll have a new one to put up.

"I'm sure she's okay with it, but I'm struggling a bit."

Amy snuggled in under my arm and wrapped me in a side hug. We just stood there silently for a bit before she spoke again. "Then don't take it down."

I looked down at her in shock, but she was smiling at the picture rather than looking at me. "Let's move it into the office. You can dedicate a wall to her.

"She'll always be part of you. I'm not threatened by her memory."

We both had tears in our eyes as she moved in front of me and wrapped me up in a full hug. I held on tight, knowing how blessed I was to find two such wonderful women in a single lifetime.

* * * * *

I was startled out of my recollections by clapping, but it was just the end of one school, not the ceremony itself. There was a flurry of activity as they prepared for the next school, but I drifted back to thinking about my wedding day.

Amy assured me later that I had said the right things at the right time, but I really don't remember much of the ceremony. I just remember her standing there, her hands in mine, with a look of love on her face. The guests chuckled a bit when the preacher had to tell me twice that I could kiss my bride, but it turned into outright laughter when he struggled to separate us again.

I'm sure I had a big smile on my face as I proudly escorted my new bride back up the aisle, only for us to be shoved into the large coat closet by the front doors. The guests weren't supposed to see us as they headed outside to line up for our grand exit, so we had to be tucked away. We were bored for about thirty seconds, then decided to make a game out of it. I'd never played it before, but I discovered that seven minutes in heaven can be a lot of fun. I'm sure it would have been even more fun with less restrictive clothing, or simply less clothing…

We continued our fun in the back of the limo while stopped at a local park. Once again, we had to be the first to leave, but the last to arrive. We kept it pretty tame, as we did need to arrive at the reception looking like we'd come from our wedding rather than our honeymoon.

The speeches were mostly funny and not too embarrassing. Her father joked about finally getting the brother he had always wanted. The maid of honor told everybody how Amy hadn't changed since high school, always complaining about how the boys her age weresoooimmature.

When Amy and I took the floor for our first dance, the world faded away. We were staring into each other's eyes as we swayed when I was startled by a tapping on my shoulder. We laughed as we realized that the music had stopped without us noticing. Her father kindly asked to cut in for the father-daughter dance, so I graciously passed her to him.

I was more than ready to get Amy alone by the time we signaled the end of the evening with our departure. We had a week before we left on our honeymoon, but the limo took us to a hotel for the night. Amy's parents were staying with Jimmy, but he would be coming along on our honeymoon, so this was our one night alone.

* * * * *

Amy was a vision in white, especially once she was out of her wedding dress. She posed suggestively in her lacy bridal lingerie as I struggled to get my monkey suit off. Finally, she took mercy on me and helped me shed the layers. She ended up on her knees as she slid my silk boxers down my legs.

She looked up at me, maintaining eye contact as she grabbed my rigid cock and sucked it into her mouth. The lust was clear in her expression as she licked and sucked, slowly sliding her lips up and down my shaft. She didn't appear to be in any hurry, at first, but she kept picking up the pace until she was slamming her face down onto me. It didn't take her long to push me over the edge, and she greedily swallowed every drop I gave her.

I finally had to gently grab her head and push her off my dick, as she didn't want to stop. If I hadn't been so sensitive, I'm sure she would have kept at it for at least one more load. Instead, I stood her up, then leaned in and attacked her nipples through the small wisps of lace trying to contain them. Not one to be denied, I removed the ineffective barrier so I could better worship her breasts.

Satisfied with the way her nipples were standing at attention while she panted and moaned, I kissed my way down to the final piece of lace armor. It proved just as ineffective in protecting her, as I simply pushed it aside so my tongue could plunder her treasure. I kept up my assault until she practically collapsed on me, grabbing my head for support. She gasped as I picked her up and tossed her onto the bed.

I was on her before she finished bouncing, kissing my way up from her toes to her lips, then on to her nipples and, finally, her lips. It sucked to have to stop and put on a condom, but it was a small price to pay. She cried out as I impaled her, then wrapped her arms and legs around me, holding me in place. I felt it as she came, then she relaxed and released me.

She was a vision of beauty as she lay there catching her breath, and I just watched the rise and fall of her breasts for a moment. When clarity returned to her eyes, I pulled myself almost out of her, then slammed back in. Her eyes got big and she cried out again, but this time she bit her lip and thrust her crotch up, letting me continue pounding her until we both exploded and I collapsed on her.

After a quick drink and a slow shower, we returned to the bed for a round of gentle lovemaking before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.

* * * * *

I was pulled out of my musing by people brushing past me. Looking around, I realized commencement was over and everybody was leaving. I joined the queue to speak to the dean, but even that couldn't wipe the smile off my face.

You see, while Amy had refused to show me any of the lingerie she was packing for our honeymoon, she did show me one thing we wouldn't be packing: condoms. Now that we were man and wife, we were ready to give our parents another grandchild. I was hoping for a girl, although I was terrified of having a teenage daughter…

The dean was surprised to see me, and we spoke more than at any previous commencement, so maybe Amy was right about me showing up. I hurried back to my office, anxious to get home and get some more practice in before we left for the mountains the next morning.

I had just started to unzip my gown when I was startled by a voice behind me.

"I'm sorry to bother you, professor, but I need to talk to you about my grades."

I turned around, stunned to see the porn version of a schoolgirl fidgeting with her too-short uniform skirt and biting her lip.

"I'll do anything to pass your class, sir."

The lustful look she gave me had me standing at attention, and my thin shorts and gown did nothing to hide it. She got a huge smile on her face when she noticed, and she quickly moved in and unzipped my gown. My shorts didn't slow her down much, and I soon felt her lips slide down my shaft. She licked and sucked as she slid her lips up and down my shaft, only to pull off before I could find my release.

Her reason quickly became clear, as she bent over my desk and flipped up her skirt, revealing nothing but bare skin and a dripping pussy. She looked back over her shoulder as I admired the prize before me.

"No condom. Give me another child on the same desk you gave me Jimmy."

I had been about to kneel and feast upon her succulent peach, but her words derailed any thought beyond knocking her up. I moved up and slid my cock into her dripping chamber. Grabbing her hips, I pounded her into my desk. I realized she was using one of the stress toys from my desk as a ball gag, muffling her screams as she came repeatedly from my assault. All too soon, I felt the rush and I poured myself into her. Her screams were replaced by a long, drawn-out moan before she relaxed on my desk. I continued to hold her hips, pulling her tight against me to make sure nothing leaked out.

Surprisingly, I never went fully limp. Instead, the thought of my sperm finding her egg brought me back to full staff, and I gave her a second dose before collapsing back into my chair. When I recovered enough to remember where I was, I realized Amy was still passed out on my desk. I carefully picked her up and settled her into my lap, holding her until she rejoined me in the land of the living.

"So," I asked, after giving her a bit to recover, "did anybody see you walk in here dressed like that?"

She laughed as she got up and moved around my desk. "I probably could have got the ride here for free, but," she said as she grabbed a duffel bag I hadn't noticed, "this is only for you, so I changed after I got here." I watched with rapt attention as she made a show of stripping off the schoolgirl outfit, not that there was much to it. Once she was naked, she looked over at me and laughed. "I guess I better wash that tonight and find a spot in the suitcase for it."

It was a bit disappointing to watch her put clothes on, but hiding the good bits made it easier for me to get Junior wrestled into my jeans.

* * * * *

We had looked at a lot of romantic mountain retreats, but it seemed like every one of them had no more than twenty feet between cabins, with just a wooden fence for privacy. So, when we found one that allowed children up to two years old and had each cabin surrounded by at least an acre of land and a full screen of trees, we booked it immediately.

The cabins were very modern with all the comforts and conveniences of home. It even had a washer, dryer, and dishwasher, as housekeeping only came in between guests. We were asked to fill out a grocery list when we reserved it, and it was fully stocked for our entire stay when we arrived.

We found some surprises waiting in the refrigerator as well. Front and center was homemade lasagna and garlic bread, with a note that said, "To make your first night easier." Then, there were a couple of filets mignons and some shrimp with a card that simply said, "Congratulations newlyweds!" Finally, we laughed at the incongruous pack of hot dogs with its own note. "For the little one."

With supper covered and Jimmy wide awake after sleeping for most of the trip, we headed outside to enjoy the open air. The ground wasn't as flat as our own yard, so Jimmy struggled for just a bit before getting his mountain legs and toddling around the yard investigating everything. The sound of the babbling brook kept drawing his attention, so he kept us on our toes until we went back inside for supper.

Jimmy wore almost as much of his lasagna as he ate, so he enjoyed a bath before bed. I was looking forward to bedtime as well, although I wasn't planning on sleeping. However, Amy gave me puppy dog eyes as she asked me to clean up from supper first.

The lasagna pan was disposable, so it didn't take me long to wash Jimmy's highchair and the few dishes we had used. When I got to the bedroom, Amy was laying on the bed, wearing only a black version of her bridal lingerie. She smiled as I struggled to shed my own clothes before joining her.

* * * * *

I had hurried to get undressed, but I slowed down once I got there. I switched between right and left, kissing my way from her toes all the way up to her lace-covered cave of wonders. She whimpered when I sat back with a frown, then skipped ahead to resume my kisses above her tiny panties. I zigzagged across her belly, only to stop again when I reached her lace boulder holder. She laughed when I muttered, "Curses! Foiled again!" and jumped ahead to her collar bone. I worked my way up her neck and around her jaw before meeting her lips with mine.

While I distracted her by pulling her up into my kiss, I managed to unclasp her bra with my other hand. Suddenly, I yelled "Aha!" as I lifted the cups off of her breasts. Before she could figure out what had happened, I took her left nipple in my mouth and her right breast in my hand. She threw her head back and moaned, clearly not upset about her defenses failing to protect her from my assault.

I kissed my way back and forth between her lovely mounds, using both hands to caress them as well. While I was mostly focused on the flesh I was nibbling on, I paid attention to the rest of her body, waiting patiently. When she thrust her hips up at me, I struck. Before she could drop down again, I had her panties at her knees. As her bare bottom hit the bed, I lifted her legs and finished removing the offending lace.

She squealed as I shoved her now freed legs up and apart so I could dive face first into her wet gash. My tongue slipped in and tested the waters, then slithered its way up to polish her pearl. After a few minutes of my oral attention, she grabbed her own legs, allowing my hands to join the party. While two fingers from my left hand went low, seeking for her G-spot, my right hand went high, giving her erect nipples more attention.

I could feel the vibrations start at the same time as she dropped her legs onto my back and leveraged her crotch tighter against my mouth. As her orgasm peaked, her leg muscles locked tight, crushing my face against her gushing pussy. I was starting to worry about breathing when she suddenly went limp and collapsed.

She looked like she'd be out for a bit, so I washed my face and went to check on Jimmy. When I got back, she was just starting to come around. I watched as the light returned to her eyes and she smiled up at me. "Use me. I need fucked, but you drained me. I'm just going to lay here while you do all the work."

I didn't mind and moved right in, slotting my rod between her lower lips while teasing her upper ones with my tongue. I gave her a moment to get used to the slower pace, then switched to aggressive kisses as I pounded myself into her. Her eyes flew open, then rolled back into her head as she orgasmed again. I drilled her through several more before releasing my load and collapsing next to her.

She managed to turn her head and smile at me before she fell asleep, still starfished on the bed. I gently kissed her forehead before grabbing a blanket to cover us, then joined her in slumber.

* * * * *

I woke up alone. When I finished my morning ablutions and left the bedroom, I found Amy in the kitchen making breakfast. Jimmy was playing with toys in his highchair while Amy moved around the kitchen in one of my button-up shirts. With only one button fastened, her movements made it clear that she wasn't wearing anything under it.

She took a moment to give me a good morning kiss and check my appreciation level with a quick grope, then danced away laughing before I could cop a feel of my own. Resigned, I sat down and played with Jimmy while we waited.

After cleaning up from breakfast, we got dressed and took Jimmy for a walk. The trails were still on the private land of the resort, but there was a private path that linked each cabin to the shared trails well away from the privacy screen of trees. Being a romantic destination, the trails weren't really designed for strollers, but they were well maintained so guests didn't trip or get muddy. Still, it wasn't a nudist resort or hedonistic in nature — at least outside each private haven — so nobody had a problem with Jimmy being on the trails with us. We even saw another couple with a much younger child in a carrier on the father's chest.

Jimmy walked until he got tired, then zonked out in the stroller as we headed back to the cabin. We managed to get him into his bed without waking him. I was all smiles as Amy stripped down in our bedroom, only to be confused when she grabbed a blanket and walked out of the room naked. I hurriedly finished shedding my own clothes and hurried to find her. She wasn't in the living room like I expected. In fact, she didn't appear to be in the cabin at all.

I was hesitant to step outside completely naked, even though I knew that's why there was a thick screen of trees around each cabin. Of course, I still did it. Sure enough, she had spread the blanket out on the ground and was lying there waiting for me.

She looked up at me as I approached. "Make love to me in the great outdoors."

I didn't have to be asked twice.

As I got on my knees and moved in to warm her up, she lifted my chin. "We can do that later. Just come up here and love me." I had a smile on my face as I moved up and covered her. She reached down and guided me into her as our lips met in a gentle kiss. Our kisses were passionate, but they weren't the frantic and crushing assault on each other they often were. We kept everything soft and simple, including my thrusting into her velvet tunnel.

Her orgasms were smaller, but her moans told me she wasn't disappointed. Plus, the slow and gentle approach allowed me to last longer, so I managed to bring her off more times than usual for a single session. When I finally did reach my peak, she wrapped her legs around my waist and held me tight. We continued to kiss until I shrank enough to slip out.

The weather was beautiful and we lay there enjoying the sun as we recovered. Unfortunately, we knew that Jimmy would be waking up soon, so we picked up and moved back inside. We didn't worry about getting dressed as we started getting lunch around or as we ate it out on the patio.

After lunch, we put on swimsuits and let Jimmy play in the small stream that ran through our private glade. We had to keep an eye on him like in the bath, but it was shallow enough for him to play safely. He ran around the yard and played with the various outdoor toys we had brought with us, but he kept going back to the stream.

When he ran down, we took him in and swapped his swim diaper for a normal one. Once we had him tucked in his travel crib, we opted for the warmer water of the hot tub. It was relaxing to do nothing but soak and enjoy the open space around us.

All too soon, we had to get out and dry off. The extra activity meant that he was napping more, but two naps instead of one meant that they weren't as long. Once we were all dressed, we hit the trails again to stretch our legs, then played outside with Jimmy until supper. After eating, we played in the house with him until we wore him out again.