*****WARNING*****This blog post contains graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.
Stephanie bursts into the room where she and Michael are having a date night with the exclamation "Tristan has a boyfriend in Australia? Did you know about this?" She has a million emotions on her face at once.
Micheal was laying in the bed on his side. His head propped up and knee bent. Just waiting on Stephanie to get back from the bathroom. They’d had dinner .. Now it was time for a nice quiet show. And then Stephanie bursts in and lets him know she knows about Tristan’s boyfriend. He blows out a breath and sits up, knowing that there'll be no mookie, at least not immediately. Looking at her face, he knows she is probably of a hundred different minds about it. “Yea. He told me about it on the front lawn after he climbed out of his window the other night.” He keeps it casual, even though he knows Stephanie can beat the Alexandra Police Department in an interrogation.
Stephanie's mom brain is stamping out Stephanie's sexy time brain and she looks affronted and tosses a robe at her beloved "What? You KNEW?" She sinks down to the edge of the bed getting teary eyed "I mean I'm glad he confided in you.....you're finally bonding.....and my baby. My baby is growing up......." She puts her hand over her heart as it swells and simultaneously breaks and shakes as she quietly starts to cry "My baby boy...." Then she sniffs hard and morphs into protective mamma bear "But who is this boyfriend? What if he's like some 60 year old pedo in a stained undershirt luring kids on the net?!"
Michael sighs softly when the robe lands right on his waist. Because of course it did. He stands and gets into it, then comes around the bed as Stephanie sitts and gets teary eyed. Putting his arms around her, he arches his brows as she suggests that the boy might be a 60 year old pedophile. “Stephanie.” he chides a little bit. “I’m sure he’s not some pervert.” he tries to assure her. “I'm sure he’s a good kid from a good family. His family actually sounds stranger than ours.” he laughs lightly, betraying that Tristan told him more than JUST that he had a boyfriend in Australia.
Stephanie doesn't look comforted yet but she leans against him and taps at his chest "See that's where the story has a hole...because are there weirder families than OURS? I mean I'm talking Uncle Ulick weird level here?!!" Stephanie looks conflicted "Mike, I want this to be a sweet story, a sweet first love for Tristan. I want him to be happy. But I also want to protect him. I need you to use your supercop superpowers for good ok?" She sits up straight and then stands and goes to get a notebook and pen from her bedside table. "Did he tell you the guy's name? I mean his real name?" Then she makes a face "God is it that Pancake guy I yelled at?"
Michael listens and chuckles as Stephanie tells him to use his cop superpowers. He hops up and makes a super hero pose while she gets her notebook. “Yes, it is the Pancake guy you yelled at.” he tells her as he walks back around the bed and gets his own notebook. He returns to Stephanie and looks at his notes, which are in his chicken scratch. “Pancake is also known as Banjo James Bundan age 14. Has a female twin sister Billie Katherine Bundan, also age 14, obviously.” he reports. “Grade 9 student enrolled at Rockhampton High School. He also has an online comic that isn’t too bad, but my drawing skills don’t even lean toward legible graffiti.” He looks at his wife. “Occupational hazard …” he tells her by way of having so much information after only a couple of days.
Stephanie looks completely impressed. Mike may yet get laid tonight. "Wow......you're so fucking hot right now." Then the words sink in and she has to laugh "His REAL name is Banjo? OK I'm getting the weird vibe now from the family. Have you seen a picture of him?"
Michael chuckles and closes his notebook. “Thank you.” and he nods. “Yea … Pancake’s name is Banjo. It’s quite the blended family. And I HAVE seen a picture. His hair is blue and he was holding a thing of vegemite … so … there may be issues in the future.”
Stephanie laughs now "Vegemite issues? Isn't it like some sort of gross iron pastey thing they put on toast? I saw it in a movie once and there's that Men at Work song right?" Satisfied her son isn't being groomed by anyone evil Stephanie's sexy time brain re-engages and she tosses her notebook aside and gives Michael a sideways grin "Can you do that pose again without the robe?"
Michael nods. “Yes, and if the relationship takes off, I can see Mom and Yuki teaming up and trying to make the boy feel at home by putting it in mochi or on soda bread.” his mind visits that idea for a fraction of a second before Stephanie changes the subject. He tosses his notebook into the corner and stands. “I WAS doing that pose without the robe. YOU are the one who came in for interrogation.” but even as he speaks, he stands and begins to take off his robe, sort of rolling his shoulders in some odd little dance.
Stephanie is both amused and aroused by his dance."Oh yeah baby....now show me the hip again...side lying.....you're like fine art....I'm sorry I wasn't fully appreciative before. I will make that up to you." She bites her lip and peels off her shirt and then slides off her pants so she's down to her underwear and bra, a matching skimpy red lace see through set she had planned especially for date night.
Michael grins. “Yes, ma’am.” he replies, dutifully and moves around the bed to lay as he had been before. He looks at her as she undresses and grins. He does love her lingerie, but loves it most on their bedroom floor wherever it happens to land when it's off of her. But for now he stays as still as he can .. her living statue.
Stephanie just admires him for a minute or two before moving herself onto the bed. She settles on her side facing him but opposite, head to foot and starts kissing and caressing at his legs. She leans forward as she does, her breasts bumping him lightly in the balls, likely on purpose. She had gotten a little more experimental with the whole quarantine thing. Partly they just had more time.....
Michael smiles as she begins caressing him. He’d been half afraid that the virus and his very public job would kill his sex life. Visions of being drowned in disinfectant had been a worry. But finally they had worked out a cleaning routine that worked for them. The order for all essential workers to check their temperatures twice a day had also helped. As she caresses, his body does begin to warm, but not with any sickness.
Stephanie keeps moving her body up and down his legs, his groin, his pelvis. Eventually she fully takes his cock into her hand and places it between her breasts, still with the bra on, the lace and the flesh of her body pressing against him. She looks down her legs at him and gives him a little smile and then just swirls her tongue around the tip of him, teasing a bit. She had shunned him a bit at first from stress, and then given into desire and found that their sex life was one of the best stress releases she could seek.
Michael begins to grow hard at her attention. Long before the initial trouble in Alexandra they had learned to make love in as much silence as possible and he found that he loved it. He opens his mouth and inhales the air and smiles back at her. Glad that they were back on a more even keel now that they figured out how to keep their family safe, he moves one hand to caress her silky black hair, his eyes filling with more and more need for her.
Stephanie watches him, drinking in his look of desire, rubbing her head into his caresses before she closes her mouth around his hardness and starts moving it up and down with her hand. Her upper foot goes into his chest, making little circles on it and her free hand wanders under his balls, caressing below them and the back of them.
Michael nearly purrs at the feel of Stephania’s mouth around him. Her foot on his chest is also incredibly erotic, but he enjoys it only a moment before he takes it and moves it slightly as he attempts to sit up, spreading her legs and trying to get his on little taste of her. Not the biggest fan of 69, the view she presented made him want to play a little himself.
Stephanie slides her hand out from his undercarriage and uses that arm's elbow to prop herself up so she can slide her body down to let his mouth have access to her. She grips him a little harder and speeds up a bit, wanting to taste him fully. Her panties are so thin he can practically do what he needs to through them or easily slide them to one side because they're also loose enough. She opens her legs to him. Stephanie knows she's been pushing the experimentation and straying from their patterns but god damned they're middle aged now. She doesn't want it to be ever said that they got in a rut in bed as they get old.
Michael works at the gusset of her panties for a few seconds, teasing her, before he moves his hands, using one of his fingers to move the panties aside and part the hairs hiding her treasure. He licks her clit and then pauses, because the pleasure she is giving him is distracting. Then he licks again before sliding his tongue inside of her. He feels many ways about their sex life, but boredom is definately not something he feels.
Stephanie writhes a bit and then when his tongue goes in her she stops her hand motion for a moment, distracted and just squeezes and moans right into his cock, her mouth never leaving it. She shudders for a moment and then goes back to her jacking him up and down with her mouth making everything nice and wet from the top as it moves in unison. She is also wet from him, dripping on his face as he works his magic with his tongue.
Michael gets distracted once his distracting her wears off. He moans softly and then growls lightly. “Nope…” he rumbles and works to move them on the bed so that they are face to face. Positioning himself over her, he spreads her legs with his. Given their height differences, her on top sometimes works better, but Stephanie is never shy about telling him when they need to roll over. “That’s better.” he rumbles, positioning himself to enter her while leaning in for a soft kiss.
Stephanie concedes and moves with him "I was trying to be adventurous...but I do love this...." She whispers and then kisses him back, opening and pulling him to her ready for him to be in her and do what they do best.
Michael chuckles. “Oh you were being adventurous.” he assures her. “So adventurous I was about to relive my teenage years and cum way WAY too fast.” he slips into her with a happy sigh and doesn’t move. “I love you.” he whispers. “You’ve given me so much…” he caresses her face.
Stephanie smiles and shudders a bit as he fills her up. She presses up at him a bit at the not moving but then hears his words and her eyes fill up "I love you too...and I feel like I'm the lucky one Mike..."
Michael grins down at her. “I could argue with you on that subject all night long.” he tells her, and begins to move inside of her slowly. “But I think this is a much better way to get my feelings across.” He moves slightly, adjusting to the differences in their heights, already feeling the pleasure of making love to his woman wash over him.
Stephanie nodded and then gripped at his hips and moved with him. Her breath came fast and from her face it was obvious she was hitting her edge fast tonight. He head rolled back and she dug in her fingers whispering "Miiiiike...."
Michael could feel her moving .. gripping him … it always felt like she was claiming him and he loved it. The sound of her voice calling his name makes him speed up. The pleasure is intense. Tonight would not be a marathon lovemaking session, it felt like. But he loved the way they loved, no matter how long it ultimately took. His mouth falls open and he begins to pant in pleasure.
Stephanie hit her peak and bucked at Micheal, digging her nails in a bit. She heard his panting and knew he was closer too. She gritted her teeth a bit, quietly feeling her orgasm radiate from her center over she and Michael through their bodies, the room and to the ends of the earth. They were a force of energy in the universe now.
Michael is literally grabbed by Stephanie’s orgasm. He doesn’t stand a chance and knows it. Nor does he care. He inhales and bucks his breath coming out in a slight hiss. Their headboard was literally bolted to the wall, so there is no banging to be heard. He freezes again and then, panting, rests himself on his elbows over her. He licks his lips. “Stephanie… you are incredible.” he breathes, heavily.
Stephanie rides the waves out with him and then grins as she catches her breath "Not so bad yourself...oh god..." She wraps her arms around him and kisses him sweetly but shortly because she really is still out of breath.
Michael chuckles. He caresses her face, moving a few stray hairs away and just looks at her as she rests. The life he has now was so unexpected, but feels completely natural for him. “We’re not so old.” he winks at her. Of course, he is the younger of them.
Steph snuggles into him "Not old old, just aging a bit. But well I'd say..." She grins "We've still got it!"
Michael laughs a little louder this time. “Damn right.” he winks at her and then falls silent. He can still hear Tristan, his voice raised in excitement with his friends and their game. “Steph …. You know the best thing about that shit a few nights back?”
Stephanie tilts her head looking curious “What’s that?” She’s eager to know but also wanting to shift into a more comfortable position to keep chatting. She gently evicts him and presses to roll them onto their sides.
Michael groans softly as he leaves the comfort of his lover. On his side he props his head in his hand. “Seeing your face when Tristan called me ‘Dad’ where you could hear it.” he smiles. “Being called ‘Dad’ at all was … incredible. But the look on your face.” he chuckles. “And of course, the tears. It reminded me of when I asked you to marry me.”
Stephanie gets teary eyed again and laughs “Dammit Mike.” She lightly swats him but it ends in a caress “This is all I ever wanted... for us to really feel like a family. And for you to be Tristan’s Dad...Mike he’s needed that....we’ve needed that since he was born. I love you for loving him.”
Michael laughs at the hit. “We are a family. I was so glad Joe could rush the adoption for me. Even more after the island … wandered off from the rest of the world. But … when Tristan finally called me Dad … man, that was definitely the icing on the cake. I never imagined I could be this happy. I love you both, Iontas.” He still uses his pet name for her. Gaelic for ‘surprise’.
Stephanie melts a little at his special name for her. It's been awhile "We love you too Michael and I know I speak for both of us."
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