I Stumbled into a daily blowjob

Authors note* With summer activities in full bloom, I still hammer away at this story as time allows. For those following from the start, I hope you enjoy this chapter leading up to vacation break as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always, I look forward to the creative boost reading your comments.

Chapter 18

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It's Saturday morning, another week has passed, and I couldn't be happier living with Jill. Down to earth, she loves me like I've never experienced before and treats me like a king, and yet I'm still trying to figure her out at times... the growing desires she's repressed for so long, the unknown ahead that drives this overwhelming attraction I have for her.

We worked to get all the dwarf trees and shrubs planted in the evenings, and I must say she has done an impressive job working a series of flat creek rock into the side of the large round mound to simulate a very natural look, jutting out on the steeper slope.

Ashley is ecstatic now that she passed her drivers test, and her mom let her start driving herself to school. Jill has been driving the Miata back and forth to work, and now we have plenty of time for some great sex before heading off to work in the mornings.

Today however, Jill was up early on a mission to prepare a good breakfast for Ashley and Lana before today's track meet. Since she moved into my bedroom I've been fucking Jill most every morning, but she started 'that time of the month earlier in the week, and insisted on sucking me off to start my days.

The second evening that Jill and I worked till dark setting shrubs, Ashley finished her school work early and whipped up something for us to eat once we came inside. Such a sweet girl to take that upon herself knowing her mom was tired, finding a spot by me so her mom could stretch out on the other wing of the sectional to just flake out for the rest of the night.

Her mom had already assured her it was ok to take care of me, and Ashley took the opportunity. My little sweetheart seems to really enjoy our special time together, oiling up my manhood for a leisurely stroking while we watched a bit of TV, and thrilled she could pull another nut out of me before we all turned in.

I sense Ashley has this growing infatuation aside from her curiosities, and that has me a little concerned. I stopped in her room for a minute yesterday and those two photos of me were in a dual hinged frame sitting on her nightstand, and she sketched the TSS clock logo on a large posterboard tacked on her wall, and I'm not sure what to make of that. It's starting to feel like she has some sort of an idol crush as much as a daddy thing now.

Maybe I'm overthinking and should look at the positive side as she's getting damn good at giving a hand job. Still fascinated at how I respond to different strokes and always stays with it till she pulls a good load out of me. Jill seems fine with it, so to say I'm living a dream would be an understatement, but there is nothing I wouldn't do to help them live their best lives too.

The three girls left earlier in Jill's SUV to meet up with Theresa and the team at school, and I'm in a rush to get back to the house with a load of mulch to wrap this project up. I want to switch out of the truck, and drive the Miata to school and hopefully get there before her first event. This is her second meet, and this time next Saturday we will be at the beach, and I am so looking forward to some down time.

Without my usual workday pressures to keep subcontractors on track this morning, I chuckle at myself, not able to stop thinking about the new family life I find myself immersed in, enjoying it more as each day passes.

Lana came home with Ashley yesterday to stay overnight for today's meet, and the teens made us a homemade pizza from scratch instead of going out as we usually do on Fridays. Jill and I sat at the bar afterwards sipping on a cocktail, talking and listening to music as an hour slipped by. She made the comment earlier that they were likely having sex so when the teens came downstairs, already in sleepwear with smiles on their faces, she was probably right.

The four of us spent a little time playing pool before they headed back upstairs around ten o'clock. Ashley had gotten herself comfy ahead of bedtime in that baby blue spaghetti strap babydoll again. Lace cups with a simple white ribbon tied below her breasts, sheer fabric falling open to her hips with matching lace panties. To her credit, she didn't make any teasing gestures in front of Lana to suggest her attire was anything other than being a natural thing around the house now.

I was a bit surprised to see Lana follow her lead somewhat, lounging braless for the evening in a pink, soft cotton tank top to use as a nightshirt, and it was a welcome distraction. Her perky buds were poking in plain view with glimpses of a really nice rear view when bent forward to take her shots. Her white cotton panties pulled in tight separating those round athletic cheeks of hers was hard to miss.

Ashley is starting to get pretty good at playing pool. Nothing fancy, but her aim has improved tremendously, and she's learning to control the ball speed to leave a better position for her next shot. It was a pleasant end of workweek evening, and I'm understanding why Ashley is so taken with Lana.

She's the cutest little redhead I've ever seen to start with, a giggle box with a witty sarcasm at times that I find hilarious, and as sweet as she can be. There's a relaxed feeling in the air now that Lana seems at ease around me and staying at the house in general. She helps herself in the fridge, and we joke and pick at each other in good fun.

Jill had changed earlier from work clothes into leggings and a knit top playing the good mom with Lana staying the night. She's always the hottest babe in the room in my eyes, and I tried my best not to gawk at Lana when it was her turn to shoot, but I just couldn't help myself. I guess she's seen Ashley dressed this way around the house enough that she doesn't worry about me anymore, and didn't seem to mind me getting an occasional glimpse either.

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Arriving later than I hoped, the parking lot was full, but I managed to find a spot out in the boonies. As I'm walking a good distance to the football field hoping the teens might place in an event today, the secret encounter the night Ashley slept with us during that bad thunderstorm comes to mind. I thought she might want to try again by now but maybe that night satisfied her curiosity, and I'm certainly not going to push it.

Scanning the stands for Jill as I walk down the side of the track full of teenage girls stretching and preparing for the next race, I see her standing about half way up the stands waving me down.

I get up to her row and she's next to Theresa in a group of eight or nine other moms and a few dads she knows, all around our age. I squeeze past several people along the bleachers to claim the spot beside Jill standing to greet me.

I can't help but notice how fit and trim she is surrounded by the other moms. While they aren't necessarily overweight, Jill works out daily and it shows. It's glaringly obvious the way the other dads are staring at her ass while standing there waiting for me, that she's the one mom in the group they would love to fuck just once if they had the chance.

Dressed as the proper mom in public in high waisted light blue shorts coming down to mid thigh with a white belt emphasizing her small waistline. And oh my, my, the fit of those shorts pleated loose in front, but lay into the slope of her back, and just a tad snug as they come around those round cheeks she works so hard to keep toned and tight.

A collared, short sleeved, blue, red, and yellow flower print blouse is loose around her breasts, but tucked neatly in her shorts, modest with a couple of open buttons, standing taller in her favorite raised wedges.

She has her hair pulled through a white capless visor to stay out of her eyes, her bangs laying over the bill, small hoop earrings, sunglasses, and her makeup is light and charming. Damn, she always dresses well and looks so fine today.

Rubbing around her back as we sit down and glad to see her, I notice she's wearing a bra. That's perfectly ok with me in the company she's keeping at the moment, but my ego is soaring being the guy with this petite little spinner amongst the other long time married men, and I like that feeling.

Jill introduces me to everyone. The gents and a couple of wives recognize my name from my builder signs after a mention of that from Theresa. I say my 'nice to meet You's to everyone', and there's a tap on my shoulder.

"Remember me?"

I look over my shoulder and recognize that it's Kathy sitting behind me, a girl I knew well from back in the day that had the hots for me. Once she was of drinking age to enter a bar would frequent 'Marmaduke's' most every weekend when my band 'Renegade' was the house band for a summer.

She would show up at the club on weekends, and more times than I can count would pull me out to our van when we went on break to toot a line and suck my cock for the fifteen minutes I had before going back on stage. She loved the thrill of possibly getting caught sucking the drummer off in the parking lot. She was a wild one.

"Kathy? Is that you?" catching each other's eyes as she leaned forward to talk..

"I didn't know Jill was talking about you when she said Andy will be here shortly," squeezing my shoulder, grinning at me.

I know exactly what's going through her mind. Kathy still looks pretty, and holds her figure for the most part, and here we are twenty years later running into each other by chance. Me, a divorced, childless bachelor showing up with her prim proper friend Jill to watch a high school track meet, but we both are remembering how she was my little slut puppy at the time. I can see it in her eyes.

"So you have a daughter competing today?" hoping to keep the conversation directed at the kids.

"Yeah, Cynthia is my oldest, and I have two boys, what about you?"

Jill is smiling at us both listening, glad to see I know someone other than Theresa.

"None for me other than Jill's daughter, but you've been busy!" chuckling a bit.

"Well, you know me," with a wink, sitting back on the bleacher.

"It's good to see you, I guess we'll be running into each other from time to time now," turning back around to look towards the track field.

"Old friend?" Jill squeezing my leg, smiling at me, and not having a clue. I know how heartbreaking it might be for her to know Kathy, one of her school mom friends, was sucking and fucking me even if it was some twenty years ago.

"Yeah, from way back, haven't seen Kathy since high school," and left it at that.

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So it's several long hours sitting on bleachers in the sun on a warm day to see Ashley and Lana each compete in four events, and taking second place in the 800 relay. I get to know the people around me a bit as it wears on into midday and the meet is finally over. It's around 3:30 as Jill, Theresa and I hang around the track waiting for the girls to shower and return from the locker rooms.

We talk about the trip coming up, with Theresa thanking me, and wondering how we planned to do dinner and so forth to estimate how much cash to send with Lana. I insisted the trip was on us, not to worry, just send her with a couple hundred dollars spending money for souvenirs and such.

The girls finally come back out to find us all excited, telling us all the girls on the team are planning to go out to eat to celebrate the various awards won today. Ashley in her favorite, low-waisted jeans with the knees ripped and my favorite, her red halter top, braless and filled. Ashley in skin tight stone washed jeans that bell below the knees covering her shoes, ragged from being walked on, and an off the shoulder peasant style top, perfect for her perky buds.

Ashley hits her mom up to use her car for a first real outing other than school and back. I stay silent to see how Jill wants to handle this next step in parenting as we all walk toward the parking lot.

"Mom, is it ok if I drive your car to Applebee's so we can eat with the team?" pausing for a few seconds, "I mean, Andy drove too so you can get back home."

"Oh my!" looking at Theresa with a little head shake, "I suppose I should get used to this."

"Can we, please?" starting to walk backwards facing Jill, clasping her hands together. Lana is nervously waiting for Jill's answer as we walk through the parked cars.

"I suppose so, but just you and Lana, no carload of girls, ok?" giving her a motherly grin.

"Ok, I promise!" and Ashley's smile starts growing.

Theresa quiet till now interjects. "You can't stay out late running around after you eat," speaking directly to her daughter.

"I need you home at a decent time tonight, you know we're going down home to see your grandmother tomorrow," and Ashley quickly answers Theresa's demand.

"Mom won't let me drive after dark yet, so I'll have her home by eight."

"Make it 7:00," Theresa replies sternly, arriving at Jill's little SUV.

"Alright, 7:00 then," with just a shade of disappointment in her voice.

And with that, Theresa says her goodbyes and continues on to find her car, and I lay my hand out to Jill for her keys.

"I'm parked way out by the road, let me drive us there," placing my arm around Ashley's shoulder for a little squeeze to convey that I'm happy for her before she gets into the back seat, and I take the driver's seat.

Jill fastens her seatbelt looking toward me to get my reaction or approval to letting Ashley have her first adventure, I'm not sure which. The teens are trying hard to contain their excitement in the backseat, grinning at each other as a new world of freedom is about to open up.

When I pulled up to the Miata Jill appeared surprised that I drove it here today. We all start piling out of the car with Ashley and Lana scurrying to take the front seats. As I rise up in the open driver's door Ashley is standing there in a hurry to get behind the wheel to take off in Jill's car.

"Come over here, I want to show you something," placing my arm aound her waist to direct her to the little two seater, pressing the fob to unlock it, and opening the driver's door.

"Go ahead, get in."

Ashley's eyes start opening wide, looking at me in disbelief as she makes her way down into the driver's seat. I squat down beside her in the open car door.

"This is a perfect day to ride with the top down, see the two latches at the top of the windshield?"

"Oh my god, Oh my god!" looking scared to death, as if she can't believe what I'm about to do.

I reach in across her lap to put the key in, allowing the car to operate the top.

"Pay attention now, I want you to unlatch those," and she does, "Now, press this rocker switch," and she does, hardly able to contain her excitement when a narrow panel between the rear windshield and trunk raises.

Ashley looks behind to watch as the hardtop begins its travel back into the compartment, and the panel closes itself. Lana standing by the passenger door grinning from ear to ear watching this all unfolding before her.

"Ok, now press the rocker to come back up. I want to make sure you know how to properly latch the top to lock it in."

Ashley is doing as I ask. The panel comes up, the hardtop reverses the cycle, and she latches the top down without a problem. Jill leaning against her SUV with the biggest smile, not saying a word, just watching her daughter absolutely giddy.

I raise myself up enough to see over the hardtop, "Well Lana, get in!" to a smiling face, dropping back down to turn my attention back to Ashley.

"Sweetheart, this car is small and low to the ground and sometimes hard to spot in traffic, so promise me you will be a super defensive driver, and put the top up and the car locked when you're not in it."

"I will, I will, I promise!" almost stumbling over her words. Lana in the passenger seat now, wide eyed, nodding her head in agreement.

Ashley has this big toothy smile, simply glowing as she unlatches the top again, and once the top has completed its cycle into a convertible, she reaches out to grab me around the neck, hugging me tight to whisper in my ear.

"I love you so much daddy," followed with a peck on the cheek, sitting back with a brief gaze conveying innocent disbelief and gratitude all rolled into one.

Something about seeing this young lady so happy just makes my day, and Jill watching me spoil her rotten is absolutely loving this whole scene. She had no idea I would bring the Miata, my baby, to let Ashley drive it home today.

We get back in Jill's car, backing up to let Ashley pull out, and watch her look around the dash to familiarize herself for a minute. As we follow them out of the parking lot, Jill slides a hand inside my elbow, with the biggest smile.

"The way you spoil her, what am I to do with you?" and I can't help but grin.

"Yep, and those two will always remember this day."

"Do you have any idea how much that little girl loves you?" giving my arm a good squeeze.

"Do you have any idea how much I love that little girl of yours?" glancing over at Jill, looking at me as if all is right with the world.

She moves her hand down into my lap and takes my hand, locking her fingers in mine as we follow them another mile down the road until Ashley makes her turn. With the top down it's easy to see how excited those two teens are, nonstop talking, giggling, hair in the wind, and having the time of their lives out on their own for the first time.

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Driving back home I'm bragging on Jill for helping me host clients Wednesday evening, showing them around the house, pointing out different features that may interest them. I get a huge smile and a thank you for noticing.

She was the perfect hostess, conservatively dressed, yet looking so fine as always. Jill even brought a tray with coffee, mugs and condiments down to my office after we settled in to discuss a new house build.

Once we get home, I meander over to look at the landscaping now that all the small trees and shrubs are set. Jill followed over and took my hand again as we gauge the progress of her project.

"We've gotten a lot done, but I'm thinking I'll wait until we get back to purchase the bulbs and ground cover to finish it up."

"I agree, but we should go ahead and get the mulch down before it gets late," but Jill starts to pull at me to go inside.

"There's plenty of time for that," giving me that sultry little lip bite, and I know she's horny again.

Standing just inside the door, she pulls her visor off. Her hair comes down across her sunglasses, raising up for a passionate kiss, holding the back of my head as I wrap my arms around her lower back. Her tongue probing, sucking my tongue in, swirling around it with a soft, "Mumm," her other hand finding my package for a good squeeze as we separate.

"What was that for?"

She takes me by the hand, not saying a word leading me to the living area, turns and drops down on her heels with her back against the loveseat, looking up at me through her sunglasses while unbuckling my shorts, letting them drop to the floor.

With my manhood hanging just a few inches in front of her face, she lays a soft wet kiss on my cockhead, and good lord, something about her in those oversized sunglasses gazing up at me has me hard in a matter of seconds.

"Does Jill need some again?" with a little laugh.

"The way you've taken Ashley as your own? You make her feel so special." rubbing her cheek along the side of my stiffening tool, as I push her bangs off her sunglasses to see her eyes.