Eileen Breaks the Scout Law

"I don't need to answer a five-year old's questions," she whispered. "Come here!"

Spinning back to the living room, she knelt in the middle of the carpet. The housedress flipped up to expose her massive thighs and droopy backside.

"Get in here, lover. I don't want to wait either."

I knelt behind her, thrusting my hands along her sides to find her dangling tits. Her hand reached back between her thighs to grab my meat. She put her head down, the column of hair cascading around it, and looked back to watch her work. The angle was awkward, but she tugged me once, twice, checking my firmness. Satisfied, she worked the engorged end up and back, wetting me with her emanations and the remnants of my slimy cream.

Then, with a grunt, she put me in position and shoved her bulk back at me. I took it slow. Bent over like this, she felt tighter. We took our time, working me in deeper.

"Oh, yes," she moaned, barely above a whisper. "That's it. Take it. Take my hole."

I sank into her and we moved slow and steady, our heat building. I felt her fingers jiggling her clitoris. We pounded together. My hands on her hips, I shoved into her, short strokes buried deep. Each one made her go "uh". Her whirling fingertips brought her off with an uncontained growl.

For the second time that night, I felt my own climax approaching. This time, instead of a rush, it came on slowly. I felt the familiar tingle. The tightening of my balls. The thickening of my shaft. She was thrusting her ass back at me, meeting me with a hearty slap of flesh on flesh.

She hadn't said to pull out. I let fly, pressing in as deeply as I could, overwhelmed with the feeling of it. I finally had to pull out, overcome with the intensity, only to discover that, inexperienced as I was, that I'd been in her back door this whole time.

We lay panting for a minute. Then she bounced up.

"You need to clean yourself. Use the guest bathroom while I open the wine." She gingerly got up and headed towards the back of the house.

I went in the bathroom and found a washcloth there. I ran the faucet to get warm water and carefully cleaned myself.

She was sitting on the couch with a bottle of wine and two glasses when I emerged, wearing the housedress. I pulled on my t-shirt and boxers before sitting down beside her. We toasted my impending birthday, still a couple of hours away.

"This evening has been very special. I don't want it to end. But I don't have strange men over for all-nighters. Too many questions from Cara." I shook my head to show I understood.

"This has been the most memorable night of my life," I said, not feeling the hyperbole.

"Are you going to call me tomorrow?" she asked.

"Of course."

"You need to think about what you want. If you want to take me to bed, probably you should come prepared. Go to the drugstore and get protection."

"I have protection: it's in the car. You didn't want me to get it," I protested. "Are you sure you want it?"

"Nothing feels better than skin-to-skin, unprotected. Feeling your cream filling the wrong hole tonight makes me crave it where it cannot go. You get me on my back in bed, I'm not going to stop you. But what would your dad think if you got me in a family way? Bobby? Mr. Sampson?"

I called her the next day and told her how much I'd enjoyed our time together. She played it cool, but I could hear in her voice a level of satisfaction that I was following through.

My dad surprised me with cake and a couple of presents at lunch.

"I figured you'd want to go out on the town tonight. I was surprised you didn't do the midnight thing last night."

"I ran into Bobby's mom and I got invited for pizza. Then I decided to get a good night's sleep. Tonight's soon enough." My dad had a funny look on his face when I mentioned Eileen. Had she said something to him?

A week later, I came back from a break at work and my co-worker Marcus pulled me aside.

"Hey man, some hot sounding chick called looking for you."

"Really? What did she say?"

"Eileen's having a party and she wants you. Said you got her number."

I called Eileen.

"I'm having a couple over for dinner and hot tub. Don't bring a suit. Don't forget protection."

When I showed up, I was shocked to find that the couple were Mr. and Mrs. Sampson, my old scoutmaster and his wife. My buddy Vin's parents. He and I shook hands and he gave me an appraising look.

"I'm taken unawares that Eileen was bringing you out. But you've grown into a fine man. It's good to see you again. Did she tell you much about our get-togethers?"

"Only that she was having a party and that we might end up in the jacuzzi. Well, and to be prepared." He laughed at that.

"Jan (he indicated his wife) and I are quiet swingers. I hope you'll be discreet about that. We used to get together with Eileen and her old beau a couple times a year. Just for fun."

"Oh, wow." What else could I say?

"Let's go in and keep the girls company."

Dinner was simple with plenty of wine. Jan and Eileen took turns doing most of the talking. I got to say a bit about my Ecology degree. When the plates were cleared, Jan stood up and, looking right into my eyes, said, "I think it's time for the more adult part of the evening."

Her fingers began opening the front of her blouse. Unlike Eileen, she was tall and trim, with big perky tits hidden in a dark colored bra. Mr. Sampson--Mike--took off his suitcoat and began loosening his tie.

Eileen sidled up to me, whispering, "Maybe we won't swap with them tonight, but I want them to see you take me, lover."

"Do you want him?" I asked.

"He's very good, but I know what I want from a man." Her hands started to fuss with my clothes, so I helped her in return. Mrs. Sampson was stepping out of her panties, a willowy blonde goddess. Mike stepped up to kiss her.

I embraced Eileen and kissed her. I wanted them to see me as a responsible adult and as a good partner. Eileen's shift crumpled to the ground and my fingers were navigating the complexity of her four-hook brassiere. Eileen, for her part, was rubbing my stiffy while loosening my pants.

We paused to shrug off pants and shoes and such. Jan and Mike had gone outside already. I took Eileen's hand and led her after them. I got to see Mike slipping into the water. He had a huge unit, bigger than mine and not yet fully engorged.

Eileen mounted the steps to the tub and turned to invite me after. I climbed in, aware of the three of them watching me. Mr. and Mrs. Sampson had been parental figures in many ways to me during my high school years and now they were both looking quite happily at my raging erection.

"Eileen, you have surely found a delightful addition to our party. I'm happy to see you together," Jan said. Eileen was snuggling up against beside me, her hand dipping down to stroke me under the bubbling water.

"Careful, Jan, he's a mere youth. And after the summer, he'll be back to studying," she said.

"But Eileen and I are enjoying the time we have before I have to go. College won't be forever. I'll graduate next year."

"Well, we'll make tonight memorable," Mike added. "Before we, uh, have some fun, I want to be sure we're clear on some things. I'm shooting blanks--had the snip years ago. So neither Jan nor Eileen are on birth control. None of us like condoms, but you should be aware. There can be consequences if you go bare with either of them."

Jan broke in, "Not that we'd be upset about it. But think about whether you want to make a little half-brother or sister for Vin or Bobby. We'll respect your choices. Eileen's old partner, Fergus, was always very careful. But it does take some of the fun out of it."

Eileen looked sheepish at these declarations, her hand still stroking me beneath the waves.

"Huh," she announced. "You're going to get me in trouble, Jan. I thought I might keep him to myself tonight, but maybe we do need to swap. You look ripe and ready to be knocked up."

"I might be. Let's just be a little careful tonight, okay." She leaned over and kissed Mike, but her hand landed in my lap, next to Eileen's tugging hand.

I kissed Eileen, still uncomfortable with switching my attention away from her... not to mention the illicit flavor that finding Jan Sampson in my arms would represent. Eileen's lip trembled as a moved about, her capacious boobs nudging and jiggling.

Mike tapped her on the shoulder as Jan tugged at my elbow.

"Time to find out what gift Eileen has brought us," Jan breathed, pulling me into her embrace. I had a hand on a perfectly shapely teat as we smooched lightly. She got up and sat in my lap, her body taller than Eileen's, making our lips match perfectly. Her hand rubbed me lightly, puzzling out the shape and size of me. I brushed her slit with my fingers and we rocked around a bit. I began to gently massage her clit.

"Mm. Very thoughtful young man. I might need to sit on this tool soon," she said. To me, quietly, she whispered, so that none could hear "... but I want to see you with Eileen. She's waited a long time for a good man who will see to her needs. Don't say anything, just nod, but have you thought about her? Giving yourself to her?"

I nodded.

"Good. I know you'll be a responsible father. Do you want to go bare tonight? To feel what it is to seed an unprotected woman?"

I nodded. She was moving around under the water, lining things up. Eileen and Mike were in a face-to-face clinch not unlike the one we'd had the other evening. The waves around them were somewhat rhythmic.

"I'll help you, if you want it. Do you want to make her heavy with child?"

I swallowed. I could feel my cock poking at Jan's entrance. I looked over at where Mike and Eileen were wrestling with his python. I nodded.

"Good," Jan whispered. "This womb might be in your service eventually too, if Eileen isn't too jealous." She sank down hard on me and let me feel her insides for a moment. Then she slipped off and darted over to whisper in her husband's ear.

"I've opened her up for you, son," he said, spinning Eileen around. Her eyes had a wild, feral look. "Do you want to come make her your woman?"

I crossed the hot tub and entered between Eileen's thighs. She wrapped around me, arms and legs. Mike and Jan were there, supporting and helping her. Jan's fingers were guiding my cock, leading me to Eileen's fertile cleft.

"You're doing it. You're going to breed me," Eileen panted.

"Yes, it's time. You told me once that, when I couldn't stand it anymore, I'd mate with you. It took me a long time to hear you, to hear what you wanted. I thought I was being courteous and reverent and obedient. But it's time to be brave instead. Is this what you want? Because I don't want to wait."

Jan had got my thick rod wormed up against Eileen's hole and there was no friction to stop what was happening there. I was sinking down into her, filling her.

"I need to hear if this is what you want. It's okay to say 'no'. But I want to quicken my children inside you, make you mine, to have and to hold."

She nodded.

"Don't be afraid. Tell me what you want."

"I want you to fuck your babies into me," she said vehemently. "Give it to me. I want to be filled up."

I thrust forward, bottoming out inside her. I could feel her cervix just barely touching my glans, ripe and waiting. My focus narrowed and the world was full only of Eileen, of our vigorous movements, the deep press of our mating.

"So nasty, stealing your youthful cream to spark your babies in me. Are you sure you're ready?"

"Yes. I can't stand it. I need to wake up in your arms. Need to make you moan my name every night. I'm not going to spill my cum uselessly on your carpet any more. I'll only spill it where it belongs... right... here... in... you."

"Give it to me, babe. Give it to me hard, baby. Don't ever stop... oh... I feel it! I feel it!"

My hard cock swelled and my vision danced as my balls started to pump. I moaned at the top of my lungs as every drop was poured into her deepest crevasses.

There was some other kissing and petting that night, but I don't recall that much of it. When the Sampson's gathered up their clothes and set to go, Jan came over and said, "that was beautiful. I hope you got your wish. Maybe soon you'll do the same for me." Her eye twinkled as she patted her belly.

I shook Mike's hand and was alone with Eileen.

"Let's go to bed," I told her. "I hope you're okay with my staying here tonight?"

"I need you to hold me and maybe do that thing again. Just to be sure."

She had a waterbed. It was warm and comfortable, especially when I snuggled up to her around three a.m.

In the morning, we woke side-by-side for the first time. She looked around as if surprised to find me there. I pulled her in for a kiss.

"You might have done it last night," she said.

"If not last night, then some other day soon you'll catch."

"I have to tell you something. It's going to be hard to hear."

"Nothing you tell me can be that bad."

"I don't know how your dad will feel about us being together." That came out of left field?

"Huh? Why so?"

"He's, well, Cara's father. We had an affair and I only let him cum in me the one time... but it was enough."

"Oh." I didn't know what else to say.

"I knew..." she started, but I cut her off.

"I'm here now. What came before doesn't matter. Cara is your ex-husband's as far as anyone is concerned--for now. But when we're married, I hope I can adopt her. No one else knows."

"Your father does."

"We'll deal with that," I said. I kissed her and shifted to mount her.

Our daughter was born on a cold spring day the following April. We got married around the Christmas before, when Eileen's belly was already protruding vastly.

My father was upset at first, but turned out to be secretly delighted. Now he could at least be "grandpa" to his secret daughter. Not being there for her had always gnawed at him.

Jan Sampson did end up having a baby. She told everyone, especially Eileen, that she'd used the sperm bank. This wasn't precisely true. It's remained my one act of infidelity.

Our union was scandalous with family and friends and there were rough times with those who couldn't accept it. Completing school was hard and finances were rocky those first years, especially since Eileen quickly conceived another child. We ended up with three of our own before I talked her into getting an IUD. It's been mostly good. When she passed this year, I decided to pen this so that I'd never forget.