I Stumbled into a daily blowjob

Chapter 18 The beach....

Pulling out of a quick oil change service bay it's been a hectic week getting ahead of work. On top of my daily rounds, I had a Monday evening meeting with my draftsman Paul and the Hendersons to have blueprints drawn up while I'm away. Wednesday evening was the first HBA meeting with my required attendance as a new officer and last night was a late one getting ahead of paperwork.

I've just finished my rounds, my subs are paid, and I handed off next week's checks to Steve. I still need to fill the tank and a stop at the bank, but I'm feeling like I can start to relax. All that's left is mowing the grass and try and get some sleep for the long overnight drive.

Arriving at the house, it looks like Ashley is home from school as Jill's SUV is in the drive. I head inside to find her in her room, stopping in the doorway to see her standing braless in a tight white tank top stretching to hold those fabulous tits, and straight legged blue jeans that I quickly realize are actually leggings. She has clothes and shoes spread all over the bed in the midst of packing.

"Are you getting excited?" She looks up to see me standing there, and fuck! What she wearing conforms to every slender curve this gorgeous teen has.

"I can't wait!" breaking out that gorgeous smile with her hair pulled back in a ponytail.

"Looks like you're packing for a month!"

"A girl needs choices!" with a giggle noticing I'm looking her up and down.

"Yea, yea, I get it. When will Lana be here?"

"She's going to text me once she's packed, and I'll run over and pick her up," and I've never seen Ashley's expression any happier.

"Sounds like a plan. I need to get this grass cut so I can get few hours of sleep, so I better get busy."

Scurrying around the bed to put her arms around my neck, tiptoes up pushing her breasts into my chest, and plants a soft kiss on me. This just feels so commonplace with her now. My hands holding each round cheek being separated in those leggings, to hear her breathing getting heavier, and the feel her tongue briefly swirling around mine.

As she settles back down on her heels, she looks up with that little tongue between her teeth grin, just gazing into my eyes as she steps back taking hold of my fingers with each hand.

"Can I do anything for you?"

To say I'm a little taken aback would be an understatement because I know exactly what she's asking. I can hardly believe how comfortable she seems being this forward with me now, and it's taking everything I have to not drop my shorts and let her play.

"I really need to get the grass mown or it will be knee high when get back," looking down at those perfect tits being held firm and the hint of her nipples getting excited in that tight cotton tank top.

"I love you, Andy!" breaking my gaze to see she still has that innocent little grin of hers that I'm still looking her over.

"And I love you too sweetheart," with a kiss on her forehead.

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Buzzing around the front yard in the silence of my earmuffs, I'm running through a mental list in my head to make sure I've taken care of everything.

I had to work up into the evening yesterday to get this week's contractors checks as well as next week's estimated checks entered and printed so I could get out early this morning. On top of that the end of the month invoicing and payments were due, and I have that weird feeling I've missed something.

Jill took Ashley and Lana on a birthday clothes shopping trip while I was working through the evening, and I insisted she could splurge on new clothes or beachwear she or the girls really liked.

But right now, I can't get the image out of my head when Ashley entered my office once home. Barefoot in panties and a track team t-shirt tied in a knot just below her breasts. That t-shirt was all that was holding her breasts and that soft teen tummy looked amazing as she took a seat across from me.

I had to stop what I was doing when she brought her heels up on the edge of the chair, arms wrapped around her knees to hold them, purposefully offering me a view of her panties being pulled tight into a small pouch outlining her kitty lips. Her innocent eyes looking at me for what seemed like minutes...

"You look stressed," finally getting up, coming around behind me massaging my shoulders for several minutes noting how tight I was as I returned to my work. She leaned over just low enough to lay her elbows on my shoulders, loosely crossing her arms over my chest, softly inquiring in my ear.

"Will you be much longer?"

Those full, soft breasts pressed around the back of my head to let me know she was waiting for me to wrap up when my daydream bursts.

I see Jill in the Miata pulling in from work as I'm moving toward the back yard. We wave at each other, and once back into my usual mowing pattern my thoughts go back to last night.

Paperwork done, finally getting to kick back in my recliner after a twelve-hour day. Jill was going upstairs for a bit, then back downstairs to keep laundry going in a flurry of activity getting things ready to pack.

Ashley brought me a bay breeze and handed me the remote, commenting on how many hours I had been working this week, and we hadn't had a chance to watch the last episode of 1923.

After a hectic week with several late evenings and Ashley staying at Lana's overnight for her birthday, I had hardly seen her. I had a feeling when she came into my office to check on me, she wanted to take advantage this being her last chance to spend some special 'daddy' time with me before we leave.

As I searched to find the show, she stretched out across the sectional and laid her head in my lap, promptly sliding her hand in the fly of my new lounging shorts, doodling her fingertips along my member.

It felt good to finally relax, running my hand along her back to caress that firm teen ass of hers after a long week. As we discussed what was happening during the episode, she had me at full staff pulled through the fly, seeming content to lazily stroke the full length of my manhood, only now feeling free to brush me along her lips, and tonguing around my cockhead every few minutes keeping things slippery.

As I think back on last night, I'm realizing Ashley has figured out how to keep me edged as long as she wants now. Her mom was busy with perpetrations leaving her daughter to service me without interruption, and she was savoring her one-on-one time, and had my balls filled and becoming increasingly uncomfortable as the show was coming to an end.

When I finally let loose, surprising her with a cum necklace she just giggled, raising up with that little tongue between her teeth grin with my seed dribbling down towards her chest. Then a quick grinning kiss on my cheek, noting she needed to touch base with Lana.

We both headed upstairs together, to find Jill busy in the kitchen. She looked up at us with that little half frown, half smile of approval as we separated to our respective bedrooms. I crawled into bed exhausted.

It's hard not to think about my luck as often as I do. I was sleeping well but startled when Jill slid into bed with me snuggling under my arm to nuzzle her head under my chin, then laying an arm across my chest to hold me with a leg over mine without a word.

It was the kind of evening I needed to unwind from such a busy week, and I can't help but feel like Jill has my heart in the palm of her hand.

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The lawn finished, I park the mower under the deck and go upstairs to an empty kitchen. There's a pizza box on the counter, half of it eaten. Jill let the refrigerated food stuffs run low since we will be gone so I assume this is dinner, grab a cola and sit at the Island and have a few slices before I shower and hit the rack for a couple hours sleep.

After stripping out of my clothes in the bedroom, I head into the bathroom and find Jill relaxing in a bubble bath with several scented candles burning. She sits up a bit as I enter, her hair pulled up in a clip with soapy bubbles running off her shoulders and down over her breasts breaking the water line.

"All finished with the yard?" getting a glimpse of my manhood hanging half hard from thinking about Ashley's hand job last night.

"Yea, don't get up, enjoy your bath," dropping down to sit on the edge of the tub.

"I just need a quick shower," and she looks up with those soft eyes as I lean in for a quick kiss. "I just hope I can catch a couple hours sleep. It's been so hectic today, I'm pretty keyed up."

"Oh baby, did you find the pizza?"

"Yep, I finished it off. Where's Ashley?" standing back up, then reaching in the shower to get water running.

"She went to get Lana; they are so ready to be there!" with a little laugh.

"Me too," stepping in and closing the shower door behind me.

The hot water feels so good on my back and hair. A good scalp scrubbing and body soaping leads me to just stand under the shower for a good ten minutes longer, hoping the hot water will help me relax enough to get some sleep this early in the evening.

Stepping out to dry off, I see the last of the bath water draining out of the tub with remnants of Jills bubble bath gathering around the drain. Standing in front of the mirror brushing my teeth I assume she's off getting things together for the trip.

When I open the bathroom door, there is Jill lying on her side in bed without a stitch of clothing, her head resting on a pillow atop an extended arm, one knee crossed over the other, her other arm lay along her thigh waiting for me and raises her head.

"Come here baby, I'll help you relax so you can sleep," and man, is a good Jill fucking just that what I need right now.

Without a word, I walk around to the foot of the bed just taking her in as Jill rolls over on her back pulling her heels up. Her knees bent pointing up opening her legs wide to offer her treasure while raising her arms to reach out for me.

Her skin, blemish free, looks so soft and she took the time to neatly trim that little heart shaped bush, the rest freshly clean-shaven and silky smooth. Her puffy darker labia and pink inner lips puckered together glistening with anticipation is more than I can resist.

Jill's eyes are summoning me, the gaze of a woman in love and resistance is the last thing on my mind. I drop to my knees, running my hands up along the insides of her silky opened thighs.

Her skin feels so smooth and soft, and her treasure has the scent of a rose from her bubble bath. Legs wide open, those inner lips are parting like a flower, her little pistol peeking out from under its protective hood begging to be licked, all just inches away.

Oh man... like ripe fruit lapping my tongue up though opening to reach her pleasure center, gently flicking my tongue over that little pistol a few seconds and back down through her folds to do it again.

"Mm, baby... so good," escapes under her breath as I continue to lap and suckle on this tasty treat, and it only takes a minute for that fine wine to start flowing and Jill begins to squirm, her fingers running thought the back of my hair.

"Ooh... baby the way you do me."

Good god I'm loving the taste of her pussy after a soaking bath, just lapping away. Her legs spread wide letting me eat that pussy the way she likes, and I settle in.

Licking though her folds I can't seem to get enough, and my god I love the way she tastes! Working my way up to find that swollen little button and I'm not letting go, flicking my tongue tip across it, suckling it in and she begins to writhe around, her legs closing up against shoulders.

"Oh my god!" pulling at my me.

"Come here and fuck me!" and my cock is more than primed for another round with my little fuck doll.

Raising my head to see Jill beckoning me, I crawl up, holding my weight on my elbows above her as she wraps her calves around my lower back.

Her arms inside mine, she places a hand on each side of my face, her eyes filled with both lust and love, and my manhood has no trouble slipping right in. Pushing two thirds of a serious boner into her wet opening, that warm velvety pussy I know so well with Jill murmuring under her breath...

"Mm... fill me up."

Pulling half out only to bury my manhood deep, this petite fuck doll's kitty is already clenching my meat from all sides again like it was a size to small.

"Damn darlin, this pussy is so good,"

"Oh yes... it feels so good baby!"

On my elbows with Jill's head resting in my palms, she's gazing in my eyes as I slow pump that amazing treasure. Her hands move around to lock behind my neck, legs opened wide, sliding her ankles down to lock inside my thighs while I slow pump her in and out.

"Make love to me baby, take me," tilting her rear to meet every slow, deep thrust I sink into that velvet love canal, and I swear Jill could be my only fuck forever and I would be happy as a lark.

I'm looking down into her eyes, the love of my life. My petite little Jill fully in my embrace, pumping my meat into that treasure of hers...in and out... in and out...

"God, you are so fucking beautiful," and I can feel her tunnel contracting harder with every loving comment I offer, pulsing and squeezing along every inch of my man meat with faint whimpers.

"Mm... Mm... Mm," every time I bottom out.

At this moment in my eyes, Jill has the face of an angel in the midst of sexual bliss, with pussy so warm, wet and tight I could slow fuck her missionary and gaze into her eyes all night.

"Mm... Mm... Oh god baby!" her eyes locked with mine; her body being thrusted forward with every deep plunge, her voice staring to get louder.

"Mm... Mm... Yes! Yes!"

When she starts getting vocal this way just triggers something inside and I find myself picking up the pace from romantic to a more lustful pace. I can feel Jills ankles dig in to hang on as I start pumping my meat long and hard into that hot twat, her hands grasping at my shoulders.

"Mm, Mm, Mm!" escaping every time, I drive deep, her eyes half open, glassy and distant. My cock is swelling larger, like a rigid pipe stretching her open, filling her up... and the look on her face tells me she's climbing her way to orgasm.

"Mm, Mm, Oh God, Mm, Mm!" hardly taking a breath as her small frame under me lurches forward with every thrust.

That velvet love tunnel contracting like crazy around my manhood as I drive deep and hard, just gobbling at my meat pulling back, both of us lost in animal lust has pulled me to the edge.

Without warning I feel my nut let go with an "Um mph!" and the most pleasant release of built-up pressure. "Oh yea..." still pumping to get Jill off with me as pulse after pulse of semen flows through my swollen muscle.

"Oh Yes! Give it to me... oh, Oh, OOH!"

That sung pussy is quivering and contracting all around my manhood as she starts riding her wave. Orgasmic ecstasy fills her expression as she hits her peak, grinding herself into my man meat buried deep in that quivering treasure, squeezing my meat, milking the last out of me.

Oh Lord, it feels so good to reach orgasm with her again, but I'm on the verge of collapse and attempting to lean to one side. She adjusts with me, her ankles still locked inside my thighs, keeping her pelvis pushed into me to keep my softening cock inside as we roll completely over.

On my back, now with Jill straddling me, her elbows on the bed with her weight resting on my chest. She has this soft, caring look in her eyes, tracing a finger along my hairline.

"I love you so much!" just gazing at me for several seconds.

She lowers for a soft kiss, probing her tongue into my mouth to swirl together, and damn if I don't feel the same way holding her close like this, but my manhood is spent and slipping out.

We laugh at each other getting untangled and now able to lay back beside each other, Jill finds my hand to hold, both of us silently taking in the afterglow when Jill let's out a long sigh...

"I've never been licked and devoured the way you always do," squeezing my fingers and my mind begins to wander off.

So many sides to this woman... a sensual lover like this, yet at times begging for a good hard fucking. She will take charge at times, teases me relentlessly, yet play the submissive cocksucker and everything in between. Jill is everything I could want in my bedroom.

"When should I wake you?" tilting her head towards me.

"What is it now, maybe 7:30? I guess about 10 so I can pack some clothes and get everything in the truck."

Jill rolls over to face me, running her hand around my chest, "Ok baby, get some sleep," kisses my cheek, climbs out of bed, and walks to the bathroom to get her kitty cleaned up.

Closing my eyes, relaxed and spent, I'm overwhelmed with the feelings I have for this woman. She treats me so well, never a conflict. A domestic side she enjoys living out in public, yet being a part of her sexual awakening behind closed doors has been quite a ride and I'm filled with nervous thoughts of asking her to be my wife, unable to drift off to sleep.

It's like she has lost all her previous inhibitions and making it her mission to learn what turns me on. She keeps me wanting more as she pushes her own boundaries, but it never crossed my mind early on that she would openly let her daughter explore her teenage sexual impulses with me the way she has.

What red blooded man could not be seduced into wanting this to last forever?

Could it be so simple that I was single for so long and now getting laid every day. Is this just lust, a midlife fling? It makes me nervous at times the way I feel about her, but it's getting harder and harder to ignore how empty my life would be again without her in it, but I have to put this out of my mind and get some sleep.

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Jill is busy with final packing, gathering suitcases, some snacks, and a couple of small throws and pillows for the ride down sitting at the garage door when her phone rings. She hurries to the Island to answer a number she doesn't recognize before it wakes me.

"Jill?" and a chill goes up her spine.

"It's Marty, please don't hang up," and she stays silent as a lump begins to form in her throat and sits on a stool to gather herself.

"Are you still there?"

"I see you have a new number, why are you calling me." in a stern voice.

"I'm in town for the weekend and... a... I was hoping I could see you."

"You're kidding, right?"

"Listen, I've been going to AA, getting myself together and," a brief pause, "I'd really like see you both."

"I have a new life now," looking out the corner of her eye to see Ashley and Lana coming in, "and you haven't so much as called your daughter once since her birthday, what, eight months ago?"

Lana is taking in the expression of disbelief on Ashley's face. In that one sentence, she knows it's her dad.

"I'm so sorry for everything that happened, you have every right to be mad, to not to want to see me, but I've changed."

"We are over. I'm not interested... like I am so over it." followed by a pause on Marty's end.

"I would still like to see Ashley while I'm here."

"Well, that's up to her. Please don't call me again." pushing 'end call', her elbow on the Island, forehead in her palm shaking her head.

"Was that dad?" placing a hand on her mom's shoulder. "What did he want?"

Jill takes a few seconds to gather herself, then looks up at Ashley, Lana standing behind her. "He's in town and wants to see us," just as Ashley's phone rings a number she doesn't recognize.

"Oh my god, that's probably your father already," with a worried look as Ashley looks at her phone, letting it ring a dozen times before answering.

"Hello."

"Ash? Is that you?"

"Dad?"

"Yes, it's me, how have you been?"