Page 71 of Second Round

We had parked in myundergroundspot.

“Come up with me,” I said, taking her hand. Inside my place, a table was already set with flowers and candles. I switched on some music and dimmed thelights.

“We’re having a romantic dinner at home,” Itoldher.

“How adorable. Did you cook?” Jackie smiled at all mypreparations.

“More good news, I bought everything already prepared.” A guy had to know hislimits.

She giggled. “That’s something they’ll have to work on at the perfect man factory inQuebec.”

“Nonsense. Men and women should be different. That’s why we combinesowell.”

Jackie moved closer to me and ran her hands down my chest. “Speaking of combining, am I right to think that one of the benefits of this dinner is theprivacy?”

“You are right, my little MILF.” I swung Jackie into my arms and kissed her. Really kissed her, not those polite kisses she preferred in front of the kids, but a deep kiss with my tongue exploring her sweet mouth and her body pressed tight against mine. I cupped her ass and brought her evencloser.

She leaned her head back and took a deep breath. “Did you call me aMILF?Leo!”

I laughed. Jackie didn’t understand how attractive she was—because she was a loving mother, a person who made a home special, agiver.

“But you are. Any woman can look good for a date, but a hot mom like you manages a house full of kids and cats all day and then looks like this at night?” I cupped her breasts in her silky shirt and raised them up until her gold chain disappeared into hercleavage.

“God, Leo. I need you so bad,” shegrunted.

I grabbed her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. I kissed her and unbuttoned her shirt and black pants. She was undressing me as well, pulling down my zipper and yanking at my jeans. I pushed her onto the bed, stepped out of my pants and pulled off my poloshirt.

She was lying on the bed in a lacy lingerie, looking beautiful and vulnerable. No matter how much I reassured her, Jackie was still self-conscious about her body. I pulled down her panties and kissed the white scar on her tummy, running my tongue along the paleridge.

“Why do you do that?” Jackie’s voice was half-aroused and half-irritated.

“Because it’s all the little imperfections that make you unique and beautiful to me,” Itoldher.

And then she relaxed. She sighed and spread her body out, her arms and legs open. I pushed up her bra and nuzzled on her dark nipples until they were pointed nibs. I kissed up and down her body. We saw each other every day, but it was the nights I’d missed. To see this other side of Jackie, splayed, near-naked, and as eager for sex asIwas.

I rummaged for a condom, rolled it on, andmountedher.

“Oh God, your cock feels so good. I wanted this so bad,” she grunted. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me in tighter to her. I thrust in and out. I’d wanted to do this so much, forsolong.

“Fuck. I’m not gonna last too long,” I groaned. I reached down for her little clit to make sure she got off too. Jackie jerked up like I had electrified her when I pressed down on her little button. That was fun, so I kept doing it. All I had to do was make sure I stayed inside her and the friction of her motions feltgreat.

“Unnnh, mmmm, ooooh.” Jackie couldn’t even form words as she came hard. I exploded too, and we fellapart.

I lay there for a moment, feeling the sweat cool on my body. Then I got up and went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. Jackie was still lying on the bed exactly as I’d left her: naked, legs spread, and hairmussed.

I lay back beside her. “Have you thought about getting on birth control? Condoms areapain.”

Her eyes popped open. “If you want, you don’t have to use them. I can’t getpregnant.”

“Oh, you’re already on birth control.” Why hadn’t she mentioned thisbefore?

“No. I can’t ever get pregnant again,” she said. And suddenly, her eyes filled withtears.

“Jackie. What’s wrong?” I pulled her into my arms andheldher.

“I’m sorry. I know it’s stupid. I mean, I’m getting too old to get pregnantanyway.”

“Tell me,” Iurgedher.

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