Thank you to BradCarpenter for editing this story.
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Ken's father was curious. His son had invited his girlfriend for the weekend. He was surprised and pleased. He loved his son, but Ken was a little bit nerdy. This kind of guy normally didn't befriend girls easily. Perhaps he could be a good husband someday, but at the moment Ken certainly bored girls. She probably is nerdy too, he thought, and they help each other out. Anyone's better than nothing...
When his son brought Karen into the living room, he soon decided that he had been totally wrong. There was nothing nerdy about Karen. She was slender, curvy, athletic and feminine. He stood up to greet her, and they shook hands. Karen's smile was disarming. Sweet dimples appeared on her beautiful face when she smiled.
"You must be Karen. You can call us by our first names. I'm Steve, and that's Ashley, my wife."
"Nice to meet you. It's really exciting to get to know you. I'm a little bit nervous; I have to admit." Karen answered.
"Relax, there is no reason," Ashley replied.
"I'm trying not to be too obviously curious." Steve smiled.
"And I'm trying to be not too obviously curious about you also." Karen's laughter sounded lucid and pleasing in Steve's ears.
They sat down in the living room and began to make small talk about this and that, the weather, school, holidays. It was a comfy atmosphere. One topic followed another with ease and without breaks. Karen seemed to be a good student in addition to her athletic activities. Steve easily imagined that she was the leader of the cheerleaders. Apparently, she had the right balance of guidance and friendship to run a team. He wondered again if she was his son's girlfriend and asked what she liked about Ken.
"Ken is so polite and generous," she answered. Then she grabbed Ken's head and kissed him affectionately on his lips. It was a short, innocent kiss but somehow passionate at the same time. Steve watched Ken melting and he had to look away. Steve thoughts went back to his high school days. He would have been the luckiest guy with a bombshell like Karen as his girlfriend, and felt a touch of envy. Did he think bombshell? Even if she was young enough to be his daughter, he had to admit she was a bombshell.
Steve felt a little tingle as Karen looked at him with her radiant smile, and her cute dimples appeared on her gorgeous face again. He had to look away again. When he looked back, she seemed to have a pleased smile on her face.
"I'm glad you found each other," Ashley's words broke the short silence.
They continued to chitchat while Ashley left to prepare the meal. Steve knew that Ken helped Karen with math sometimes.
"I'm not bad at math but I'm a little bit lazy. I don't need Ken's support anymore because I've solved my math problems with the willing help of my math teacher." Karen smiled from ear to ear, apparently satisfied.
She thanked Ken for his efforts and kissed him on the mouth again. This time it was three quick kisses, like an intro for a long and deep kiss. Steve didn't realize that he nibbled his lower lip when Karen hit him with a beaming smile after the kiss. Somehow, it felt like Karen was flirting with him. That was not a bad presumption Steve thought as he felt a tingle again. Ken must be really glad.
During the meal, the atmosphere stayed pleasant and talkative. Karen showed interest in the life of Ashley and Steve. She had a stunning wide-ranging knowledge of many things they talked about. That helped to keep the conversation flowing. Steve had to admit, it seemed like a miracle that Ken had this smart and beautiful woman as his girlfriend.
After dinner, Ken's parents stayed at the table while Ken showed Karen his house.
Ashley said, "I'm surprised, they seem to fit together very well. Karen is a beautiful and smart girl." Steve was pleased that his wife was also happy about the partnership of Ken and Karen.
When they came back, Ashley offered Ken and Karen some wine, and they continued chatting for a while. Karen wanted to know more about Steve's work.
Steve didn't often talk about his work. He worked as a machine builder in a big factory and needed specialized knowledge for his work. Steve was surprised at the depth of Karen's questions. Not used to having a chat partner about his work, he was soon lost in details of the attributes of different materials, about stretching and compression, and the benefits and problems of combining different materials.
Ashley wasn't uninterested in Steve's work, but soon she couldn't follow the mechanical and chemical details. Machines weren't her strong points. She couldn't take part in the conversation anymore, so she apologized that she was tired and had a little headache and went to bed.
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"You must be very proud of your son, Steve." Karen smiled, which brought her cute dimples back.
"Ken is so polite, so helpful, so faithful. He has such a great sense of humor. He has such passion for making me happy." Karen slipped off the thin summer jacket she had worn the entire evening. Her yellow halter-top was held up by a small collar, and it exposed her flawless shoulders and long, well-defined, tanned arms.
Karen closed her eyes to give Steve the opportunity to look at her body some more without disturbance. She raised her arms and stretched her upper body from side to side like she was a little bit tired. She bent back a bit, and Steve could see a hint of her nipples pressed through the close-fitting fabric of her top. He liked what he saw.
When she opened her eyes, Steve had composed himself, barely. The sweet innocent smile was back on her face and she winked at Steve.
"I'm so glad, that I can give Ken such pleasure. I'm so happy that I can wrap Ken around my little finger with such ease and make him feel so good." She made a rotary movement with one index finger to punctuate her words. With her left hand, she grabbed Ken's hair. With her right hand on his chin, she ordered Ken to open his mouth. Her tongue entered his mouth and played with his tongue as she kissed him deeply. After a while, she released him. Ken breathed heavily.
Steve slid from side to side in his chair. He had sprung a boner from this unexpected short, sexy show. It wasn't the usual talk between a son's girlfriend and his father, and this kind of kissing wasn't expected behavior. He wasn't prepared for this turn. Since he couldn't find anything useful to say, he said nothing at all. Karen gave Steve a wink again.
Karen rested her right elbow on the table, laid her chin in her palm, and watched Steve with interest. Her left arm seemed to hang down.
"What do you like in women? Do you like it when she is smart or do you love the dumb ones? Do you like her to be independent, or do you like the feeling that she needs your protection?" She glared at him as if she was reading his mind.
That was a concrete question with easy answer options. In his confusion, Steve managed to say that he liked women to be smart and independent.
"Do you like women who take care of her man like I did for Ken?" She asked, watching Steve's reactions.
Steve looked at Ken. Somehow, Ken seemed mentally absent and didn't seem to follow their conservation.
"Take care?" Steve asked, unsure.
"I take care of his needs. Especially his sexual needs. I give him pleasure in ways he didn't think were possible. I'm very creative. Do you like women who take care of their men?" She winked at him again. Steve blushed, without knowing the reason.
"Yes, of course," Steve replied. Steve saw Ken's shivering and he frowned. Karen caught his gaze and glanced at Ken, too.
"Don't worry about Ken. He is totally okay, perhaps a little absent. And in a few minutes he will be even much more okay than now." Karen chuckled. Her mesmerizing dimples were back.
Steve couldn't push back the image of Karen fondling Ken's crotch during her conversation. It was possible. Her left hand disappeared under the table. This shameless fantasy turned him on. It aroused his fantasies, but it would be totally inappropriate.
Was there a rhythmical movement in Karen's shoulder? Didn't Ken's small upper body movements match the same pace? Weren't there small beads of sweat on Ken's forehead?
"Do you like women who take the initiative or more passive ones who wait for the actions of their men?" Karen continued her questioning.
"You like the active ones, am I right?" Her wink made Steve blushed again.
Wasn't that the sound of a zipper? Didn't Ken tremble? Wasn't there a quiet, rhythmic slippery sound? Was Karen's hand gliding up and down Ken's shaft? Steve had to take care that his fantasies didn't get too strong.
"Eh, yes. I like active women." He replied nervously and sighed, aroused.
"I like handsome and obedient men of all ages, who pamper me. It seems that our preferences fit together." Karen explained with a beautiful smile on her face.
"I like it when men drool for me and find me sexy. In fact, I like to make them drool and want me. I love to melt men down." She licked her upper lip like it was covered with ice cream.
Didn't Ken pant like he was being jerked off by the experienced hand of an incredible sexy and brazen woman? Didn't Ken claw his hands in the table like he couldn't hold back his...? Ken's whole body shivered. Ken grunted low, and his body reared like a horse. Was that white cream jetting higher then the table sperm? It had to be sperm, what else? Steve gasped. It was definitively sperm! Steve's boner pulsated uncontrollably in his pants. His mouth opened wide.
Karen watched Steve's reactions in satisfied amusement; her head rested in her right palm. Once Ken calmed down a bit, she lifted her head and licked the sticky fingers of her left hand. She lowered her hand back under the table. There was the zipper sound again. She cleaned her hand slowly with a napkin while watching Steve in his astonishment and arousal.
