Mr. Tom had fallen asleep with the help of a shot of whiskey and a decongestant. I heard him ask if I were still here when Janie clicked the light switch off.
”He is probably still asleep,” she answered, ”We were at it till very late last night.”
I laughed under my breath at the innuendo. She was right though, we were at it till deep into the night. It was my first time having sex. And she was beautiful. I really couldn't believe my luck.
Janie pulled the door shut softly. She walked back to the utility room where I waited. My cock hung from the fly of my boxers, limp, and to tell the truth, a little sore.
”Do you need to get home?” Janie asked with a hungry smile.
”No ma'am,” I answered, ”I can stay all weekend if you want me to.”
”Are you sure?” she teased, biting her bottom lip.
I smiled and said, “You couldn’t run me off. You make me want to fuck you.”
“Give Tom a half hour and he will be sound asleep. With that medicine he took, you couldn’t wake him with a bull horn.”
We went downstairs to get some breakfast and juice. Sitting at the breakfast table, I couldn't take my eyes off her. We had fucked at least four times but I had lost count. I could feel an ache in my scrotum but I didn't care, I wanted more.
”Let me go check on Tom,” Janie said, ”He is pretty sick.”
I watched her bare ass under her nightshirt, still no panties, as she climbed the stairs. My cock began to rise again. I quietly followed her up the stairs. Looking down the hall, I saw her disappear into the master bedroom. I walked to the door and listened.
Nothing but the sound of Mr. Ellis snoring. My dick was already hard from thinking about Mrs. Ellis’ ass. I boldly pushed my shorts down and then stepped into the room.
Janie was bent over her husband, tucking his covers in. I stepped behind her and quickly slipped my cock between her legs. Her pussy was still slick with the remnants of my cum from our earlier fuck. I pushed in with hardly any resistance.