I got a lot of positive feedback regarding part one. Thank you all for enjoying this story, and here's part 2 for you to enjoy as well. There will be a third part as well as soon as I can write it. Rabbitman
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The next morning we got up early so we could shower (I used the shower in the second bathroom to save time), and after we got dressed, we had time to go to the local diner by her condo for breakfast. Linda made sandwiches for both of us for lunch so I picked up the breakfast check, and then we headed over to the rendezvous separately. We were trying hard to keep our relationship secret, even from the other division heads and the camp director. Not that we would have had any trouble. We just wanted to be discreet to avoid any uncomfortable questions.
Friday, we had a date night. Instead of meeting me at the diner, which would have meant driving everywhere separately, I picked Linda up outside her building. It also helped with the fact that we both wanted me to spend the night, though I had to leave by 7 Saturday morning so I'd be gone before her kids got up. We were getting close to each other, more than a casual fling, and I kind of wanted to meet her children, but that was Linda's call. It would be hard for her to keep me secret from them all summer long. Besides, unless they met me, I wouldn't be able to spend a day with her, like at the beach or a public park on the weekends she had them. In any case, I did pick her up outside her building, we had a light bite at the diner, went to a movie theatre in Brooklyn so we wouldn't run into anyone from work, and I spent the night with Linda, having a great time in bed, though a little quiet. And I left at 7 sharp.
The next Monday, we were able to have lunch together in the woods, away from prying eyes. I brought up the subject of her children. "This coming weekend won't be a problem since Dave has your kids, but I would like to be able to spend at least one day with you every weekend. I have no problem with your kids joining us. We could go to a ballgame or the beach. Whatever you want, babe. I like spending the time with you."
She took my hand as we sat there in the woods, far enough away from the various campsites each group set up. "Dennis, I would love to see you at least one day each weekend. But I'm worried about one of them, especially Sandy, saying something to my ex when she sees him. She really has almost no filter. She's only 3, after all. She won't realize you're younger than I am, but I don't know how Dave will react if he finds out about any man in my life. He still acts like he has rights regarding me. I don't want to hurt you, and I know our time together is short, but he can frighten me sometimes." We were quiet for a few minutes while we finished eating; we had to get back to our groups in a little while. "I've been thinking about something. Camp ends August 22nd. You don't have to leave for school until September 6th, right?"
"Yeah, that's the plan. Just over two weeks between the end of camp and heading back to school."
"Dave has the kids starting the 24th through September 3rd. He's taking them to the Bahamas. How about we go away for four or five days in between? I know you can't afford a resort type of trip, but we could either do an inexpensive motel near the beach out east, or we could go camping. I love camping, I used to do it every summer with friends. And a couple of boyfriends. It's a lot of fun. I can even borrow a nice size tent. Just the two of us? Five days by ourselves, roughing it?"
We heard the sounds of kids running around, heading off to afternoon activities. We got up and brushed ourselves off. "I love that idea. Especially the two of us alone part. And I've done some camping as well, with my father and brother." I smiled and took her hand, and then Linda gave me a very quick kiss.
"We'll figure out the details in a week or so. And Dennis, this doesn't mean you won't meet my children. I just have to think it over. I think they'd really like you. Especially Sandy. Michael...I have to feel him out about it. A boy and his father, you know."
"I know. I won't take it personally if you say no. But think it over. And this coming weekend...you're all mine." We both laughed and she said it was a deal.
At home, I was getting questioned about Linda almost every night. Sometimes Tom had questions about things we did, and my parents asked about how we were keeping everything such a secret from everyone we worked with. I answered everything as best I could; I didn't want them to think I had something to hide (except about the obvious subject). On Thursday, when I told my parents I'd be spending the whole weekend from Friday after work on through Sunday night with Linda, my mom insisted that I bring her over for dinner Saturday night. "If you're going to be spending so much time with her, particularly spending nights there, I think your father and I should meet her. And in case you're thinking of saying no, you still live under our roof and this is not a request. You need to make this happen or I will forbid you from seeing her. We still pay most of your bills, Dennis." Shit. I wasn't worried about how they would all get along. Not much, anyways. I knew I had to do this or my parents would make the rest of the summer difficult, especially when I told them I was planning to go away with Linda for a few days.
I went to work the next day with a weekend bag in my trunk, and when I saw Linda that Friday morning, I told her what my mother said the night before, that we had to go there for dinner Saturday night. She wasn't exactly thrilled, not that she thought she wouldn't get along with my family. But this whole thing was getting much more serious than either of us had expected at the beginning. Me possibly meeting her kids, her meeting my parents...those weren't the actions of people taking things casually. But Linda accepted that this was going to have to happen.
We went to Linda's right after work (her kids were picked up by her ex from her parents), and we took a hot shower together when we got to her place. I'd never done that before, and it was a hell of a lot of fun. We took turns soaping each other up, and just the feel of her hands sliding all over my body, as well as mine gliding over hers, slipping all over her feminine curves, was enough to make my cock swell to impressive results. To put it simply, I looked like it was carved from a solid piece of wood. Linda was very impressed. She spent a ridiculous amount of time soaping up my cock and balls, then my ass and she even rubbed her finger up and down my crack and around my asshole, which made my cock jump up and down without any help from me.
"I see you liked that, baby" she said, purring in my ear. "Maybe we'll try something new later tonight. But for now, soap me up. We'll make this fast, have dinner, relax for a while and then move things into the bedroom. I even have a little outfit I think you'll enjoy."
I looked at her like the cat who caught the canary, then finished soaping her breasts and then her tummy and thighs and of course her pubic area and then the lips of her pussy. And her ass, her round, wide, shapely ass. She moaned all the while before rubbing her hand all over my erection in a manner that used various techniques and was unhurried. I was so lost in the pleasure Linda was giving me, I kind of forgot to take care of her but she gently reminded me of my 'responsibilities'. We were standing under the hot spray, soapy and horny, with Linda jerking my cock and me fingering her pussy, outside and inside. She let me know I should use my thumb on her clit while I fucked her with two fingers, and being a good student, I caught on quick. My other hand gripped her ass firmly and I was sucking hard on her right breast. In the meantime, her right hand was flying up and down my throbbing cock, paying special attention to the glans, on the head, twisting her hand as she went up and down.
I was getting weak in the knees as I got close to cumming, and Linda was moaning out loud, prompting me to rub her faster. I moved my head to her face and we locked in a deep kiss as our orgasms almost literally burst from us. Linda shook all over, crying into my mouth as our tongues danced, and I shot a furious load of my cum all over her tummy, making a new mess there that was easily dealt with, with just a little more soap and hot water. We stood there gasping, smiling, then giggling as we came back to ourselves. A few more short, affectionate kisses were exchanged before we shut the water, grabbed some towels, and dried each other off in the steamy room.
Linda asked me to call for Chinese delivery while she dried her hair, telling me what she wanted and where the menu was in her kitchen. I took care of it, and by the time it was delivered 40 minutes later, we were both lightly dressed and presentable for the delivery guy.
