Genie Chronicles Ch. 19

It became obvious that this was how she liked it; no fancy positions, just hard and fast in the missionary. Finally, on the fourth round, Jack's grunts and spurts joined her screams as they exploded together. His sweaty body collapsed on hers for a moment, and he kissed her before gently rolling off. They lay panting for awhile, until she finally had the breath to say, in now improved but still deliciously accented English, "That was incredible, Jack. It was if you knew exactly what I wanted when I wanted it."

Jack grinned a cocky grin. "I aim to please."

Panting a moment more, Maria rose shakily to her feet to retrieve a couple of damp dish towels from the kitchen for clean-up. Returning and handing him a towel, she smiled as Jack used it on her instead of himself. She returned the favor. It wasn't until then that he remembered the daughter, and wondered what happened to her. Recovered yet?

Barely. Baaaaad Master.

'S what you get. Now, what happened to the daughter?

Interesting. She watched the whole thing, pounding away at herself for most of it, then fled to the upstairs apartment to finish the job once you guys were done.

Uh, huh. Does she think I'm too old NOW?

Nope. I'd say that, after that performance, she'd jump on you in a heartbeat. As a matter of fact, that's what she's fantasizing about right now. Want to take her up on it?

Well, as much as I'd love to get my hands on that killer body, I think I'll make her wait. But that brings up the question of how do we leave this. Would either of them want to remember this after I'm gone?

For Maria, definitely. It wasn't much of a stretch at all for her to go for you, and as far as I can tell, she will have no regrets once you go, and will probably be quite willing for a repeat performance. The daughter on the other hand, well, as open sexually as this family is compared to most from this country, it's still a little gross to her to think about her mom having sex, or at least it will be once she finishes masturbating and cools off.

Well, can we blot out the memory of her mom, but leave her with the hots for me? Maybe make it seem like a fantasy or a dream where it was her with me instead of her mom? That can be a fantasy she continues to have until I get around to making it a reality.

Yep, done.

Jack and Maria had been dressing while Jack silently conversed with Jennifer. That was now threatening to turn into an uncomfortable moment, but Jack didn't let it. He hugged Maria, kissed her lightly on the cheek, and said, "Thank you, that was a wonderful breakfast. I think I'm going to need to start a new Frequent Coffee Cup card."

"I think I can do that. I'd give you a couple of extra punches, but that would mean less return visits..."