Lindsey's body was warm against mine as she lay on top of me. Her robe had spread out to cover both of us like a blanket, and she laid her head on my chest, her hands on my shoulders. My own hands were wrapped gently around her waist beneath the robe, still cradling her ass. My cock had softened somewhat while I was concentrating on Lindsey's pleasure, but having a warm, naked woman pressed against me was restoring its vigor. Soon it was pressing up against the towel and nudging her thigh.
Lindsey turned her head so that her chin rested on my sternum. Her eyes were half-closed as she basked in our shared body heat and her own post-orgasmic flush.
"Can you reach your towel? It's kinda in the way right now," she murmured.
I grinned and let go of her ass. Tugging from both sides separated the spot where I'd tucked it into itself, and I was able to pull the soft fabric from between us. Lindsey spread her legs just enough to straddle my thighs. My cock now lay between us, trapped against her mound. Then she did one of my favorite things. This is going to sound stupid, but hopefully someone will understand what I mean! It would have been simple for one of us to reach down and direct my cock into her eager pussy. Instead, a tiny furrow of concentration creased her brow and Lindsey rocked her hips into me. Her hips moved up my body a little bit until my cock slipped past her mound and pointed itself up at a 45 degree angle. Then she inched herself down, shifting from side to side in tiny increments, until I felt her slick opening trap the head. Her expression shifted to one of satisfaction and she aligned her body to guide me in. Her mouth fell open as she lowered herself onto me; she was so slippery from her orgasm that I went in effortlessly and we both moaned in unison as I bottomed out inside her. I can't tell you why I find that hands-free coupling move so sexy, but it always gives me a thrill!
Once she had me where she wanted me, Lindsey lay her head back on my chest.
"God, that feels so good!" she groaned, her breath warm against me.
I kissed the top of her head and murmured my agreement. We lay like that for several minutes, not thrusting into each other, just letting the natural movements of our bodies provide stimulation. My hands returned to her ass and kneaded gently.
"Steve?" she whispered. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Mmm?"
"If you do fuck Grace, are you going to stop fucking me?"
She sounded so serious that I let go of her ass and moved my hands to her shoulders, pulling her torso up a little bit. She looked down at me through strands of dark hair. Like her daughter, she had the ability to throw me curve balls at the most inopportune moments!
"Linds," I said softly, "I love being with you. You're smart and funny and sexy as hell. I never expected to find myself in bed with you, but it's been an amazing month and I don't see any reason to stop. And I told Grace she doesn't have to do that--or anything else--to say thank you for all the tutoring."
"You didn't answer my question," she observed quietly.
"The answer is no. If something happens with Grace, it happens. That doesn't change anything between you and me."
"Good. Because I don't want to stop what we have going on. Even if you're not tutoring Grace, I could really get used to having THIS in my life!"
When she said "this," she gave me a tight squeeze with her pelvic floor. My cock throbbed in response and I grinned up at her.
"Now let's try to focus on what we're doing here, okay, lady?"
Her lips came down on mine and her hips began to move. First they rocked back and forth, then she moved them up and down. Each different motion stimulated a different angle for both of us and I closed my eyes in reverent bliss. My hands returned to her ass and I happily started to knead her cheeks as she moved on top of me.
After a few minutes, the friction between our bodies had created a slippery sheen of sweat. Letting go of her ass reluctantly, I slid my hands up her back and pushed the robe off her shoulders. She rocked from one side to the other and let it fall off each arm in turn, leaving her bare body open to my touch. My hands roamed from the backs of her thighs to her shoulders, caressing every inch. Her hips kept up their relentless motion, but I noticed her speed increasing and her breathing growing shallower.
With a sudden moan, Lindsey wrenched herself up and planted her hands on the raised head of the chaise above me. She started raising herself straight up with her thighs and dropping back down onto me--clearly, that was what she needed to push herself over the edge again.
"My tits--play with my tits!" she gasped urgently.
Her eyes were closed and her head hung forward, otherwise she would have seen me grin. My hands came up and gripped her bouncing breasts firmly, squeezing them hard enough to draw a gasp. Then I eased up and stroked the undersides with my thumbs. Lindsey's relentless up and down grew faster, almost feverish, as she impaled herself again and again on my cock. When I saw the tell-tale flush creep across her chest, I pinched her nipples and pulled them down, letting her final ups and downs add pressure. That did it. Her back went rigid and her weight fell down on me fully, filling her completely with my cock. I glanced down between our bodies and saw her lips spread wide apart against me as she held herself perfectly still, trembling hard as waves of pleasure washed through her slim body. At some point, I released her nipples and simply held her by the waist, giving her space to come down on her own.
