I Called My Father-in-Law While He Was in the Shower

The bathroom light was in my face when I turned off the tap. It was five ten. In the bedroom, Esteban was asleep on his back, one arm crossed over his eyes and breathing heavily the way men do when they’ve worked well. I had left him satisfied, but I’d woken up before the alarm went off with one fixed idea in my head.

I took the big bottle of baby oil off the shelf. I sat on the little stool and started rubbing it over my legs, my hips, my crotch, and, above all, my ass, until my skin was shining from top to bottom. Then I took the bottle with me and went back to the room.

I switched on the bedside lamp. Esteban opened one eye, then the other, and stared at me from the pillow with that slow half-smile he gets when he likes something more than he expected.

“Good morning,” he said, his voice still rough. “A few things come to mind when I see you shining like that.”

I went over, kissed him on the mouth, and lay down beside him. I poured a stream of oil into the palm of my hand and started rubbing his cock patiently, feeling it wake up under my fingers.

“Here,” I told him, and put the bottle in his hand. “I want you to massage my ass.”

I got on all fours at the edge of the bed. He settled in behind me, filled his hands with oil, and started kneading my ass cheeks, sliding his thumbs inward, playing with the opening without forcing anything. From time to time he lowered his mouth and licked my cunt, which I had deliberately left un-oiled so he’d have something to keep himself busy with.

“Come here,” I said after a while.

I turned over, lay on my back, and lifted my knees. I motioned for him to stand in front of me, with his legs stretched out to either side of my body. I offered him my feet. It took him a second to catch on, but when he did, his face lit up. He rubbed them with oil, massaged them for a while, and then brought his cock closer. I made a hole with the arch of my feet and started jerking him like that, slowly, looking him in the eyes.

It’s not the most comfortable position in the world. But the effect on him was immediate. While I pumped him up and down with my feet, he stroked my tits and bit his lip. When he was fully hard, I let go of his cock and turned over again.

“I want the big head inside,” I told him.

“Aren’t you going to call your husband?”

“I want yours. Now.”

He half-raised himself beside the edge of the bed, knees bent. I love being fucked like that because I can arch my back however I want. He rested the head at the opening and pushed in slowly, without forcing it, letting the oil do its work. Another little stream right in the exact spot and, while I was still distracted feeling the cold oil, he gave my ass a loud slap and thrust all at once.

The flash of pain made me dig my nails into the sheet. Then, once the head was inside, everything changed. Esteban’s shaft is of average thickness, so the rest went in without a fight. He gave me a few hard thrusts while holding me by the waist and, carefully, we moved into the classic doggy position.

That was where I took the reins. I started moving myself, forward and back, with him almost still, controlling the rhythm from my side. At one point he pulled out, shoved me against the bed until I was stretched out face down, and shoved it in again with both hands opening my ass cheeks. In that position, control was his. His cock went in and out with almost no friction.

One single thought flashed through my head like lightning. I get paid for this.

Without warning he lay back on the bed and told me to ride him. I climbed on in reverse cowgirl and he helped me line his cock up with the hole. I almost sat down on him. I started going up and down as fast as I could, feeling that head stretching me from the inside. He lasted very little. He shot his load inside, and for the first time in a long time, I didn’t care.

***

After the kisses and hugs in bed, we went into the shower. Really hot water, soap twice, until not a trace of oil was left. When we came out, it was seven thirty. The sun was coming through the bedroom window.

“Well,” he said, with a tone sadder than happy. “It’s daylight. I should go.”

“Not without breakfast. I’ll get dressed, take you downstairs to the kitchen, and we’ll put something together.”

“Would you do that?”

“Of course.”

I kissed him slowly, with a tenderness that surprised even me. While he dressed in the bedroom, I put on some sandals and a loose summer dress in the dressing room. It’s one of the favorites made for me by my longtime dressmaker: short, a deep V-neck, a wide opening under the armpit that shows you from the side, and an almost bare back with horizontal straps that get shorter toward the bottom. It’s not a dress for going out. It’s a dress for showing off.

By the time I was going down the stairs I already had the idea. I didn’t want Esteban to leave sad.

In five minutes I had made two coffees with milk and some toast with butter and orange marmalade. He came down dressed and sat at the counter. We started eating.

“You know?” he said, stirring his coffee. “I’m going to come back soon. And I’m going to talk to Mother Nature so the nights are longer. Maybe next time your husband could take part. I thought about it all night after what you told me about the auction. I’d have liked to see you getting fucked by someone else.”

I looked up from my toast.

“Are you telling me you’re still in the mood? To do it again?”

“Promises are promises. And ours was for the night. It’s daylight now.”

“Esteban. Do you have a little more time? I want to tell you something.”

“I’ve got all the time in the world. The office knows I get there when I can.”

I set down the toast and looked at his hands for a second before speaking.

“What I’m going to tell you, I don’t tell just anyone. Don’t judge me until the end. After that you tell me whether you stay or leave. I’m free until twelve thirty.”

He nodded, serious.

“A couple of years ago, after I tried Andrés, my first man outside Damián, I started having clients. You know that already. But something got into my head. I started wanting Damián’s father.”

He froze, cup halfway to his mouth.

“I talked about it with Damián. Several times. His answer was that if I truly wanted him, I should go for it. It took me a while to seduce him. First some hints on a family cruise. Then at my in-laws’ house, by the pool. And finally, in the city. These days it happens often. Sometimes with Damián watching, happy to see his father like that. His mother, with menopause, hardly has sex anymore. And he’s even introduced me to clients.”

“Seriously?”

“That person is someone I can call now, if you approve. If it makes you uncomfortable, we stop talking about it and that’s that.”

He took a moment. Then he let out a low laugh.

“Are you saying he can come and you’ll let me watch?”

“Exactly. And if you’re up for it, you can join in. Though joining in is harder than watching. It means I’ll kiss both of you, I’ll suck both of you, and maybe both of you will fuck me.”

“And the question is…?”

“Should I call him?”

He kissed me instead of answering.

“How could I not want to spend more time with you. Do you realize what you are?”

***

I took the phone and sent him the coded message we had arranged before. “Good morning, father-in-law, how have you been? Days without hearing from you.” Between us, that meant: “I’ve got free time and I’m in the mood, call me.”

Two minutes later the phone vibrated. He was outside his house, driving, and had the morning free. I explained the situation without going into details. He told me he’d be there in half an hour.

“Come in with your key,” I told him.

Esteban made two quick calls to the office. In five minutes he was free.

“I’ll tell you something in advance,” I said, playing with the hem of my dress. “I’m going to do something we saw with Damián in a video by a Canadian porn actress we love.”

“What thing?”

“Surprise.”

We went upstairs. In the middle of the staircase he took my hand and made me turn around to look at me. He commented on the dress. The side, the back. He loved how it showed everything without showing anything. I thanked him for the compliments with a kiss. While I walked ahead of him, I started lifting the dress slowly, until by the time we reached the top it was clear I wasn’t wearing anything underneath at all.

“That ass drives me crazy.”

“And the tits?”

“Those too. But that ass is what I’ve got right in front of me.”

We went into the room. I undressed him, made him lie down on the bed, and knelt on the rug to suck him. My ass, though covered by the dress, pointed toward the suite door. That was no accident.

I sucked his balls for a while. Then I went up to the head and focused there. Little flicks with the tongue, circular licks, then a deep suck. I wanted him rock hard for when Rodolfo arrived.

I heard him come in downstairs. He came up the stairs calmly. When I felt him at the door, I lifted the dress and, without taking Esteban’s cock out of my mouth, showed him my cunt and my ass wide open.

“Hi, father-in-law,” I said, turning my head just a little. “Let me introduce you to Esteban.”

Rodolfo didn’t answer. He got undressed in fifteen seconds and knelt behind me. He started licking my ass all over, alternating between my asshole and my cunt, drooling on me, massaging my ass cheeks with his spit. I kept Esteban in my mouth, eyes closed, feeling both men working me at the same time.

I stood up slowly and drew them toward me, ending up between the two of them. Esteban was stroking my tits and cunt from the front. Rodolfo was rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks and kissing my neck, which is something that drives me crazy. I started turning my head and kissing them alternately, one then the other. Neither of them refused my kisses.

Rodolfo spit on his hand and wet his cock. He repeated the gesture. By then, Esteban was already kneeling, licking my cunt.

“What do you want to do, Lucía?” Rodolfo asked.

“Mmm. Fuck you both?”

I pushed them onto the bed. I made them lie on their backs, parallel, side by side. I started sucking them alternately, with no fixed order, preparing the ground for what I was going to do next. Copy the Canadian woman.

I didn’t warn them. I rode Esteban first, staring straight at Rodolfo, biting my lower lip. I leaned forward, pressed my tits against Esteban’s chest, and started moving gently with his cock inside me, while Rodolfo jerked himself beside us, spitting on his hand again.

Esteban squeezed my ass cheeks and took turns sucking my tits. The head of his cock was polishing my walls at my pace. I lasted two or three minutes like that. Then I leaned toward his ear.

“Now you can watch.”

I got off him and, in the same second, climbed onto Rodolfo, who was pressed right up against us. I put his cock in myself. I repeated the position. Esteban moved behind us to watch Rodolfo’s cock going in and out of me. He massaged my ass cheeks, smeared saliva on my asshole.

Rodolfo had gone several days without seeing me. He wasn’t going to last long, and I knew it.

I signaled Esteban to lie back down again. I quickened my movements, delighted to imitate the video, and got Rodolfo to come on that very first entry. I kissed him without taking him out, until it was almost slipping out of me. Then I jumped onto Esteban.

Imagine it. Esteban’s cock going into me, traveling through the warm cum Rodolfo had left inside. The friction almost disappeared. The glans slid according to my impulses. I came, with shudders that almost threw him out, but no. He stayed inside.

Tired, almost out of strength, I took him to the finish. Esteban came with little semen; predictable. Three times in one night.

I let myself fall to the free side of the bed, to applause from both of them. I set about cleaning their cocks, as is proper. They licked me and sucked my whole body from end to end.

“Thank you,” Esteban said, kissing me with tongue, not caring where my mouth had been thirty seconds earlier. “Did you like your surprise?”

“I loved it.”

“You’re a goddess.”

And he whispered something in my ear that I’d rather keep to myself.

***

While Esteban showered again, Rodolfo and I took advantage of the moment for a quick missionary fuck. It ended when I sucked him and he came in my mouth. I didn’t waste a drop.

When Esteban was ready, the two of them said goodbye as if they’d known each other all their lives. I walked Rodolfo naked to the front door.

Almost there, he asked me.

“Tell me the truth, is he one of the men who are going to inseminate you?”

“Yes. He’s one.”

“So I already know about Damián, Rodolfo, and the Frenchman. Who’s the other one? An uncle? A cousin?”

“Guess,” I said, winking at him. “Think dirty and you’ll get it right.”

“Is it what I’m thinking?”

“Maybe.”

And I kissed him at the door, slowly, before he even finished putting the question together.