This thread is as good as any for this story I guess.
My dad was back in town for deer hunting season last week and to visit for Thanksgiving. When we got back from hunting he stayed at our house for a few days before flying home Sunday.
Saturday evening my wife, my dad and I were watching tv. After a while he went upstairs to bed. about 15 minutes or so later she and I were kissing on the couch. This led to me pushing her shirt up to kiss her breasts. I then started to undo her jeans and she stopped me saying lets go up to our room. I told her we would in a minute as I worked my hand into her panties. We resumed kissing as I started to rub her clit. As I had hoped she was now spreading her legs to give me better access. Lisa was now definitely getting turned on. She asked again to go upstairs but by this time I had other plans. I wanted her there on the couch.
Like a lot of people it is easier to get Lisa to agree to things when she is already turned on. I soon had her jeans and panties off and she was down on her knees with my dick in her mouth. After a few minutes of that I started pulling her shirt up and off. After she unhooked her bra I pulled her up onto my lap. She lined up my cock with her pussy and sank down on it. I grabbed her ass as we got into a nice rhythm. It wasn't a quickie but it wasn't a marathon session either. I reached down to rub her clit while she rode me. When she came she stopped the up and down motion and just ground herself into me.
I then guided her onto the floor into the missionary position. It only took a few minutes and I was ready to come. I thrust deep inside of her and she fucked up into me as I came. We then both laid there catching our breath for a minute. Now that the moment was passing Lisa got nervous and started giggling as she pushed me off her. She got dressed to go upstairs and told me not to stay up to late. I did follow her up not to much later.
It's funny because during the act I wasn't really thinking about my dad being upstairs or possibly getting caught if he should wander down for a snack or something. But Sunday I got to thinking about it and the thought of him watching her ride me on the couch excites the hell out of me.
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