We lay on the floor for a few minute. I couldn't move, I was so surprised and bewildered by what had happened. Kate had her hand on my deflated cock and then raised her head, leaning it on her other hand, her elbow just above my shoulder. She smiled down at me, gave me a quick kiss on the lips then said, "That was pretty intense."
I was in a swirl of emotions and couldn't find words as I looked up at her smiling face.
Finally, I said, "Kate, I don't know what to say. I didn't want this to happen. I didn't want to make love to you."
Kate laughed, "We didn't make love. We fucked."
I was stunned by her bluntness. "Well, whatever, I didn't want to take advantage of having a young woman in my cabin. You're young enough to be my daughter."
"You didn't take advantage of me, Jack. I was horny and seduced you."
"I should have stopped you. I knew you were drunk. What I did wasn't right." I said.
"Bullshit!" Kate said. "I saw how you looked at me. I know you wanted to fuck me."
"I'm old enough to be your father, Kate. I should know better." I said, sitting up and zipping my jeans.
"There's nothing wrong with what we did," Kate said. "Nothing and I know you liked it. Tell me you didn't like it."
"Okay, I liked it but it can't happen again. It's not right for me to take advantage of a young woman like you."
"Well, if that's the way you want it, Jack, but I don't know what's wrong. If you think you're too old for me then that's your problem. Age is just a number. I loved fucking you. I think you're great looking, but you're being silly.
"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm old fashioned or something. I just can't have sex with someone young enough to be my daughter."
"Then why do you look at my tits and ass the way you do?" Kate asked. "You're being a hypocrite and the way you fucked me shows me you love fucking. You didn't do anything wrong."
I didn't know how to respond. Kate stood up and squirmed into her tight jeans. Her long hair was disheveled making her look wild. I had to admit to myself how beautiful and sexy she looked. There was an awkward silence.
"Jack, do you believe in destiny?"
"I'm not sure," I said, surprised by her question. "Why?"
"Well, here I am a stranger in this town βa town I just picked by putting my finger on a map. I find your number at the co-op because I need a place to live and here I am in your cabin. You're alone. You probably haven't gotten laid in a long time. Why don't you consider me a gift? Maybe fate sent me here to be your fuck angel?"