It was the first time spending time together as a "family" since the divorce. In the two years since we split, Tina's grandmother and dad had died, and her mother had run off with a wealthy oil man. I had taken on a new job so I could be closer to Zaida, and it had been a good career move. Tina was alone, and it had given her time to think. She had actually been getting some counseling help, and for the first time in her adult life, seemed to be getting a handle on her perfectionism and control freak tendencies. It had been a positive afternoon. The day had started with Tina and Zaida watching me run a half-marathon fund-raiser for Zaida's school. Zaida had asked me to do it, and I was glad to. The afternoon was preparing for Zaida's upcoming birthday party.
Zaida had been well-behaved and helpful. Our final project was prepping the gift bags for the kids coming to Zaida's birthday party. We all sat in the playroom sorting through the various little toys, building bags for girls and boys, respectively. I couldn't take my eyes off Tina. She was wearing grey tights, and a pink exercise top. Since she started running, she had lost 30 pounds and was looking better than ever. She also felt better than ever, although I was careful not to tell her that I was right. We had been meeting to do 5Ks and 10K events together, and even the occasional Saturday run, with Zaida tagging along on her bike.
The bags were done in no time, and Zaida asked if she could watch TV. Tina agreed, then shot me a glance and a wink. It caught me off-guard, but seeing her lean over to whisper to me, showing me plenty of cleavage, was an instant turn-on. Despite losing weight, Tina still had the most amazing tits ever, and she had loved it when I sucked on them.
"Get her show started, then lock the bedroom door on your way in, sexy man." She whispered in my ear. "Then come peel these tight clothes off of me and fuck me silly."
I tend to overthink things. Zaida settled into her show, so I went to look for Tina. She was in her room, so I knocked.
"Come in."
As I walked in, I was mesmerized. She still had on the tight pink top, but she had removed her gray tights, and she had on the tightest, thinnest panties I had ever seen her wear. I was turned on and speechless.
"I'm not going to beat around the bush. I miss you. I want you back. And I want to give myself to you, Dr. Richards."
I couldn't think straight. Couldn't form words.
"Don't overthink this, Babe. Just let me make right what wasn't. Take off your clothes." I disrobed, then held her and kissed her. She pushed me onto the bed and mounted me.
"Don't say anything. Just fuck me like you know I like. I'm going to leave my panties one, because I know you like to get into my little thong." With that, she pulled her panties to one side and guided my rock-hard cock into her secret garden. She was already wet, and I slid in effortlessly. Then she peeled off her tight top, her tits bouncing as they were freed.
"You like to watch my tits bounce, don't you Dr. Richards?" I could only nod in response. "Suck on them, just like you used to." With that order I dove into her breasts, sucking her nipples while she grinded her pussy onto my cock.
