A Hero's Reward (16 page)

“Sorry” she said, “I
wasn't expecting that.”

“That's fine, take your time. I
can wait until you're comfortable.”

She leaned back in and this time when
her tongue touched him and his cock straightened more she laughed
softly.

“Sorry again” she said
drawing back, “I just caught myself thinking that in less than
a week I was learning more about that part of the male body than I
had in the rest of my life.”

“Well if it's going to keep
stopping you, we can get around that.”

Margaret looked at him quizzically.

“If you wanted to take off your
shirt and bra and sit here with me for a few minutes. I could play
with your breasts. Then I'd be all the way hard and you wouldn't have
to worry about that.”

“Would you like that?”

“Very much so.”

Margaret stripped off her top and the
bra beneath it. She perched on the edge of the couch where Greg could
lean over and get to her breasts. He did so, stroking them for a few
minutes and then leaning over to suck on her nipples. She was
obviously excited when he was done, her nipples were erect and her
breathing was slightly faster than normal. But when she noticed that
his cock was totally erect she dropped down to her knees in front of
the chair again.

Margaret was inexperienced but willing.
She was also fairly bright. She used Greg's responses to learn what
she was doing that he enjoyed the most. Then she would do those
things again and vary them slightly, learning from his responses. She
looked at his face quite a bit to determine how he felt about things
and she could see that he was very happy with what she was doing. She
enjoyed it a little herself but decided that it was something she'd
keep trying to get better at just to please him.

After a half hour or more of
experimentation she drew her mouth off of his cock:

“Did you want to... you know...
in my mouth?”

“Do you want me to?”

“I don't know, I'm still a little
unsure about that.”

“If you'd prefer, you could strip
off your skirt and underwear as well and get on top of me in the
chair here. It's wide enough for you to put your knees to either side
of me.”

Margaret considered for a moment and
decided that she'd had as much oral experimentation as she wanted for
the evening. She knew that she loved having him inside of her though,
so that wouldn't be experimenting at all. She quickly stripped off
her skirt and underwear. When Greg saw what she was doing, he removed
his own clothing as well.

There was a little fumbling and
repositioning as she climbed into the chair with Greg. The chair was
wide enough for her to fit well though and within a minute she had
herself straddling him, ready to lower herself onto his cock. She
realized that she must have enjoyed what she had been doing more than
she thought since she was wet and ready to have his cock inside of
her. She lowered herself slowly onto him, relishing the feel of his
thick cock spreading her lips apart as he slid inside of her.

When she had lowered herself onto him,
she just sat there for a few minutes. Greg's arms went around her and
drew her to him. Her breasts pressed firmly against his chest as he
held her. It was all too soon for her when he released his hold. She
straightened up and began to move herself up and down on his cock,
enjoying herself thoroughly. Greg's eyes were closed and his face was
slack when she looked at him. It looked as though he were relaxed and
enjoying himself as well.

The two of them made love with Margaret
riding him slowly for half an hour. They were so engrossed in one
another that neither of them noticed when Jack started coming down
the stairs, noticed what was happening, made a face, and headed back
up the stairs.

Finally Greg opened his eyes:

“Would you be offended if I
helped some also?”

“Not at all, please do. This is
wonderful but I am getting a little tired.”

Greg grasped her hips and slid her up
off of his cock. He set her down standing on the floor in front of
the chair. Then he rose himself and guided her around the side of the
chair. Lying her down across the arms of the chair put her at just
the right height for him to penetrate her. He spread her legs
slightly, stepped in and pushed his cock inside of her.

“I'm afraid I'll probably be
quick now. It's almost time for bed and you have me really turned on
from the last half hour or so.”

“That's okay, please go ahead. I
may not be that long myself either.”

Before Greg started thrusting he slid a
hand underneath her to play with her clit. He didn't want to leave
her unsatisfied when he managed to cum and he thought that this would
ensure that she wasn't that long either. Once he had his fingers
playing with her clit, he began to move his cock. He started with a
slow steady pace and as she became more excited he sped up. When
Margaret began to cum he was close himself. The first clench of her
pussy on his cock triggered his own orgasm and once again they fed
off of each others orgasms. The twitching of his cock and the
clenching of her pussy fed one another, stretching their pleasure out
for longer than it would have lasted otherwise.

The two of them got ready to turn in
and after a goodnight kiss, Greg found himself once more sleeping
alone in his bed. He decided that he'd try to find some way that
Margaret would be comfortable sleeping in his bed with Jack in the
house. He enjoyed snuggling up to her as they slept as much as he
enjoyed having sex with her and he was missing the snuggling already.

Margaret and Greg were both up before
Jack the next morning, neither of them having slept very well. Greg
sat in the kitchen sipping coffee as Margaret insisted on making
breakfast for him again. She made extras and tucked the rest in the
microwave for Jack when he got up. After a hearty breakfast Greg
tried to figure out what he needed to do today.

“Margaret, did you want Jack to
go back to school today?”

“I figured I'd drive him there
today and explain what happened to the principal. Then he could start
going regularly again tomorrow.”

Greg nodded:

“That sounds like a good plan.
Would you like to take my car?”

“Well, now that I have access to
my bank account again I can fill my car up. So I'll probably take
mine.”

“If you want, I can't use mine
while I'm still on the drugs so you're welcome to use it instead if
you prefer.”

“Greg, I believe I mentioned that
you're incorrigible. I have my own car; I'll use it. Thank you for
your offer though.”

Jack came down just before seven
o'clock. Margaret got a decent breakfast into him and told him what
they were going to be doing about school. He didn't look too
disappointed about missing it today but he also seemed excited to be
getting to go back starting the next day.

Greg spent a good portion of the day
napping. He fell asleep on the couch while Margaret took Jack to
school. Then after they returned, he went up to his bedroom and fell
asleep on the bed so Jack could watch the television. By
mid-afternoon he was all napped out though. He also realized that he
hadn't had any painkillers since he woke up and that his back was
feeling mostly okay still. He decided to wait until it started
bothering him to take any more.

When he went downstairs he found
Margaret and Jack watching some educational program on the
television. Since he had missed lunch he went to make himself a
snack, only to find a plate of food covered with cling wrap in the
refrigerator.

“Is this for me?” he called
out.

“Yes,” answered Margaret,
“You were sleeping so soundly I didn't want to wake you for
lunch.”

“Thank you.” he replied.

He sat down and ate the lunch that
she'd prepared for him. Once he finished it he went out and joined
Jack and Margaret. They watched the rest of the program and then
turned the television off.

Jack was sitting in one of the
armchairs while Margaret and Greg were on the couch. During the
program, Greg's hand had slid over and now he and Margaret were
holding hands. Jack looked over at them after the program was done
and the television was turned off. He grinned for a moment and then
spoke:

“You know mom, you don't have to
sleep in your own bedroom just for me.”

“What?” Margaret's voice
sounded slightly shocked.

“I kind of saw what was happening
last night. I know that was sex, I saw a bunch of junk like that on
dad's computer. You don't need to sleep in your own bedroom if you
don't want to. I'm only six but even I can see that you and Uncle
Greg are in love with each other. I know that people in love like to
sleep together. I figure you're just staying in your own bedroom
because of me, aren't you?”

“Out of the mouths of babes...”
muttered Margaret as she blushed to a deep shade of purple.

Greg was simply stunned speechless.

“Sorry, I wasn't trying to look.
I started to come downstairs to get a drink of water and saw what was
happening. So I just went to the upstairs bathroom and got a drink
from the faucet instead.”

“That's okay Jack.” Greg
finally found some words.

“I think, young man, that you and
I are going to have to have a talk about what went on at your
father's house.” said Margaret.

“Mom!” Jack whined, “It
isn't my fault. Dad just isn't all that computer savvy. Heck, he
doesn't even know most of the stuff about them that I learned from
the library computers.”

“Jack, why were you looking
through things on your father's computer?”

“I was bored, dad and his new
wife were in their room and I wanted something to do.”

“We'll talk more about this
later. Go get yourself a snack. There are puddings in the lowest
cupboard.”

“Thanks mom.”

As Jack exited the room Margaret looked
at Greg. Greg didn't avoid her eyes and looked right back at her.

“Out of the mouths of babes
indeed.” said Greg, “I can't believe it took a six year
old saying that something was obvious to him for me to admit it to
myself.”

“I agree. It was something that
keep fluttering around at the edge of my mind but I kept pushing it
away.”

“I think I love you Margaret.”
said Greg.

“I know I love you Greg. You're
unlike any man I ever knew. You're much more like what I thought a
man should be when I was younger. Now that I know how rare men like
that actually are, I think I fell in love with you as soon as I got
to know you.”

They both settled back on the couch,
lost in thought. Neither one of them actually noticed that they were
still holding hands, more tightly than they had been earlier.

That night when they went to bed,
Margaret joined Greg in his room once again. She had already told
Jack that if he was looking for her, that was where she would be.
After making love again, the two of them fell into a far more
peaceful sleep than either had achieved the night before.

The next few days dragged out for Greg. First, he had to learn how
to deal with a six year old boy in the house. When his own children
had been that age, he hadn't seen them very frequently as the divorce
was underway when his eldest daughter turned six and Emily had been
granted custody by the time his youngest turned six. Besides that,
what little experience he had raising a six year old was with girls.
It was turning that out that raising a six year old boy, or at least
Jack, was very different from raising a six year old girl.

Greg was also trying to wean himself from the pain pills. He was
down to one dose a day, normally just before bed, so his back
wouldn't seize up on him when he slept and it stayed still for a long
time. He still got the occasional twinge in his back but he had
gotten to the point where he was starting some stretching exercises
for it. He was looking forward to being totally off the painkillers
since he was close to having to go back to a normal schedule. He only
had half a week left before he had to start working again.

Jack had started back at school the day after he had dropped the
bombshell on his mom and Greg. He was loving being back there.
Evidently he loved to learn and the crap that his dad and stepmother
had tried to 'teach' him had really irritated him. Jack had sat down
with Greg and asked him question after question about what they had
told him. A lot of them Jack could answer himself and when he found
that Greg's answers agreed with his own Greg could almost see the
trust between them growing. Those Jack couldn't answer himself Greg
answered for him or told him that he didn't know the answer and that
they could look it up online. Each time Greg gave that answer, he and
Jack spent a while at the computer researching Jack's current
question. When Greg had finally been off of the pain pills for a
couple of days, he kept his promise and gave Jack a ride in the
truck.

Margaret was going to be back to putting in three short shifts at
the library each week shortly. She would take shifts during the day
when Jack was in school and she would try to work her schedule at the
library around Jack's school schedule. Things seemed to be working
out so well that Greg was waiting for the other shoe to drop. He
didn't have to wait very long.

It was three days before Greg had to return to work and they had
just finished dinner. Greg and Jack were helping Margaret clean up
after the meal. Greg had pointed out to Jack that it was only fair
that if she cooked they should clean up. Margaret refused to let them
do it on their own but she did allow them to help. The kitchen was
hers now as far as Greg was concerned. Except for snacks, he didn't
fix anything but coffee in there any more.

As they were cleaning up the dinner dishes, the doorbell rang.
Greg hurried out to answer it, prepared to tell off a salesman or
proselytizer. When he opened the door he was greeted by the sight of
his two daughters, each with two small suitcases. A noise from the
street attracted his attention and he saw Emily's car pull out from
the curb and accelerate away from the house. He looked down at the
girls again: