The next morning I woke up alone in bed. Stefan had to get up early and come downstairs. After a while I felt that my clit was still wet. Not like at night, because probably some of the semen had already flowed out. The rest had probably already soaked in for good. I got out of bed to go pee. But I stepped on a rubber band that had been lying there since I dropped it there yesterday. I grabbed it in my hand and decided it was better to throw it away. I didn't know if Stefan had seen it. I didn't know if he knew that we had sex and most importantly that he had flooded me with his semen.
On the way to the bathroom I didn't meet Stefan. He must have been downstairs. I looked in the mirror and paused for a moment. I saw in the reflection a girl... a woman holding the rubber band she had ripped off her partner last night. I couldn't believe the transformation I had experienced. Suddenly the door opened and Stefan walked in. I turned to him and he came up and kissed me.
"I think I had a bit too many drinks last night," said Stefan and then he added, looking at the condom I was still holding in my hand, "But it wasn't a problem for you."
"I couldn't help myself," I said.
"I'm glad you remembered about the condom," said Stefan.
"I am responsible," I said.
"I know," nodded Stefan, then he came up and put his arms around my waist from behind.
We both stood facing the mirror. We looked like husband and wife who could not live without each other. The age difference was not important at that moment. Holding me like that, Stefan started talking to me.
"Can you tell me a little more about what happened yesterday?" Stefan asked and added with a smile, "I must have slept through it."
"Do you really want to know?" I asked shortly.
"I want to know how my darling was playing," said Stefan and kissed me on the cheek.
"You were lying on your back and I was riding you" I said.
"Good choice. You had everything under control" Stefan complimented me.
We were still standing together cuddled up, and I felt on my buttock that Stefan's penis was slowly coming to life. Talking about yesterday was starting to turn him on.
"I was the one pulling the strings..." I said and then pressed my lips together for a moment.
"Are you sure there's something you don't want to tell me?" said Stefan, who saw that I wasn't telling him the whole truth.
"When I was riding you, you went soft," I said.
"I had no control over it," said Stefan.
"I had no complaints. After a while you were hard again, and then you lay down on top of me... and then you started to fuck me," I said with obvious excitement in my voice.
"Did you like it?" asked Stefan, starting to squeeze me more and more. I could also feel that his member was getting even more stretched.
"Yes," I answered and I felt that I was getting hot.
"Have you climaxed?" Stefan kept asking me.
"I did it twice," I said and blushed.
"You must have been extremely horny. What turned you on so much," Stefan asked again.
"Your domination and the fact that I wouldn't be able to get off if I wanted to," - I answered, deliberately not mentioning the rubber.
"And how did it end?" asked again Stefan
"You came inside my... in the rubber," I quickly corrected myself hoping that I had not betrayed myself with that.
"The rubber was empty. What did you do with the semen from the condom?" Stefan asked.
"I swallowed it," I said after a short while and then added with an ironic smile, "I must be getting used to it."
"Swallowed it? You must have licked the condom, because there is no trace of cum in it," said Stefan, amazed.
"Nothing can be wasted," I said smiling.
"You don't even know how it turned me on," said Stefan, and his hands moved down to my waist. He squeezed me again tightly after a while.
