Before long, the young woman in the film opened her legs and her husband crawled between them and very carefully inserted himself into her, kissing her mouth and breasts as he did so. Amy loved the way the actors appeared to care for each other and were so intent on giving each other pleasure. She was massaging her breasts and touching her wet pussy, stroking her clit lightly. She felt an impending orgasm, but hadn't been watching but a few minutes, so decided to make it last by watching at least one more.
Ed had noticed how tense his beautiful daughter-in-law seemed to be. He wondered if the newlyweds were already having problems. He had tried to talk to Johnny before the wedding about what to expect and how to treat his new bride. He tried to tell him that he had to be careful, especially if Amy was a virgin, which Johnny assured him she was. Ed had also noticed that the newly-married couple rarely kissed or touched each other in his presence. He was very fond of his pretty young daughter-in-law and wondered if he should try to talk to her. He had even suggested to Faye that she try to talk to her, but Faye said it was none of their business.
He had been thinking about how to approach Amy, with the intention of talking to her and making sure everything was okay with their marriage. It would be a real shame, he thought, if such a beautiful and sexy young woman wasn't happy.
He and his own wife, Faye, had a great sex life. Faye wasn't nearly as sexy (and never had been) as Amy, but they loved each other deeply and never failed to satisfy each other sexually. Both were aware that the other partner had had indiscretions, but they had both managed to forgive and forget. It was unrealistic, they agreed, that temptation and weakness would never come along. While they never gave each other permission for such behavior, and would have thought an "open marriage" abhorrent, they were honest with each other. They both agreed that having sex with others was not ideal, but they found that they enjoyed hearing about each other's sexual escapades.
Ed decided that today was as good a time as any. He walked to the doorway that led to Amy's and Johnny's bedroom and, hearing something as he approached, put his ear to the door. To his amazement he heard the unmistakable sound of people having, and enjoying sex. He knew immediately that Amy was watching porn. His cock lurched. He liked to watch porn, himself, as did Faye, although they tried not to over-indulge. He wondered if Amy was masturbating; he imagined how hot the young woman would look as she played with herself. If only there was some way that he could watch her! He took a deep breath and knocked.
Amy was totally into the video that she was watching. She sometimes liked to watch interracial sex, so she had chosen one she had seen before, since she was already well along toward her orgasm. She loved the way the black man looked. The fact that his cock looked like it was a foot long was a bonus. The girl he was with had been worshipping his cock and balls, but Amy had seen it before, so she had fast-forwarded it to a part where she was riding him, both of them appearing to be out of their minds with pleasure. She had her feet on the desk where the computer sat. She almost fell out of her chair when she heard knocking at the door. Quickly, she paused the video and changed the screen to a unit plan she had been working on for when school started. She pulled her housecoat together and started buttoning it with shaking hands.
"Just a minute," she managed to gasp. "Who is it?"
"It's Dad, Amy. I just want to have a talk, Honey," came the reply.
Amy walked quickly to the door and opened it. "Hi, Dad," she smiled. "I was just working on some plans for school," she said, nervously. She turned and walked back over to the computer and sat down, staring blankly at the screen. She hoped he wouldn't be able to tell that he had startled her and that she was sexually aroused. It would be horrible if her wonderful father-in-law realized that she had been watching porn. What would he think of her?
Ed walked behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. "I'm so proud of you, Amy. Teaching is such an honorable profession and it takes a special kind of person to want to do it, especially in this day and time." He squeezed her shoulders, then placed his hands closer to her neck and tentatively massaged.
"Thank you, Dad," she gasped, hoarsely, hoping he wasn't aware that she was trembling. "I thought I would work on this awhile every few days..."
Ed could see down the front of her body and realized that she only had a couple of buttons fastened. He could see the upper half of her breasts, causing his cock to lurch again. He squeezed her taut muscles, massaging gently. It was obvious that she was nervous, having nearly been caught watching porn - and probably masturbating!
Ed's fingers felt good massaging her shoulders and neck; she bent her head forward and a slight moan escaped her lips. Why didn't Johnny ever do this for her?
"What's that?" Ed smiled, knowing that his sexy daughter-in-law was actually enjoying this.
"Oh. Uh...nothing. That just feels good. I guess I've been a little tense," she replied, thinking how stupid that sounded.
Ed tenderly ran his fingers up her long, graceful neck, lovingly stroking it. "That's understandable, Honey. You're in a new environment and you're in a new role. You've never been a wife before," he said.
She smiled, amazed at how Ed understood her better than her own husband. His fingers felt so good and shivers of pleasure coursed through her body. She knew that, if it was Johnny, this could easily lead to sex. In fact, as innocent as this was, it was more foreplay than Johnny ever provided.
"You're sweet to pick up on that, Dad," she whispered. "You and Mrs. Larson are so very good to me," she said as she felt herself relaxing. This man knew how to treat a woman. Maybe Johnny would eventually learn.
Ed leaned forward and kissed her neck, sending tingles down her back. "I love you, Amy. Johnny couldn't have found a more wonderful girl than you. I hope he's treating you the way he should."
Amy stood and took his hand, unaware that her housecoat opened for a second, giving Ed a glimpse of her long legs almost all the way to her crotch. "Let's sit on the couch so we can talk, okay?" she said, leading him over to the sofa, reluctant to release his hand. This wonderful man comforted her. Why wouldn't she hold his hand?
After they sat on the sofa, Ed said, "That's what I wanted to talk to you about, Amy. You tell me if it's none of my business, but I just wondered how things are going. Forgive me for saying this, but I never see you two kissing or touching... are you embarrassed in front of us?"
Amy burst into tears and buried her face into her father-in-law's shoulder. "Oh, Dad, I don't know what to do," she wailed.
Ed put his arm around her shoulder, and hugged her gently. "Shhh, it's okay, Amy. Just tell me what's going on. If nothing else, you'll feel better to get it out in the open. Is my son mistreating you? I can't imagine..."
Amy gasped and jerked upright, tears rolling down her face. She patted Ed's hand, which somehow had come to rest on her knee. "Oh no, Mr. Larson, nothing like that at all. He's good to me..." A fresh torrent of tears streamed down her face as she began to weep again.
Ed patted her knee and squeezed it lightly. He couldn't help but notice that her housecoat had fallen open slightly, revealing a great deal of her delectable young titflesh. He felt an involuntary movement of his cock as he caught a whiff of her shampoo. She was so sexy, so feminine, so sweet. "Amy, honey, just tell me. I promise it won't go any further. I don't need to mention this to Johnny or even his mother, if you don't want me to."
She suddenly realized that he could probably see her breasts almost to the nipple, so she gathered her housecoat closer around her. She reached for a Kleenex and blew her nose. "I see you and Mrs. Larson and how you are so loving all the time," she sniffled. "You're not ashamed to kiss her or flirt with her in front of us. Johnny never does that. I know he loves me, but..."
"Ah, I understand, Sweetie. Can I ask you something more, uh, personal?"
Amy blew her nose again and nodded. "I guess so. I don't have anyone else to talk to," she whispered.
"Okay. I'll just get to the point. How are things in the bedroom?" He was surprised that he had managed to sound so calm.
Amy sniffled and looked into Ed's eyes. "It's awful," she said, matter-of-factly.
Ed sighed. "I was a little afraid of that. Were you both, uh, virgins?"
Amy nodded and wiped her eyes with the Kleenex. "Yes, and I almost wish we weren't. It hurt and he...," she cried as tears streamed down her face yet again. "He didn't even seem to notice. He just... I can't even say it, Dad."
Ed swallowed, nervously. Being alone with his beautiful and vulnerable daughter-in-law was extremely exciting, but he had to be careful not to say anything to offend her. This was a delicate balance. He sincerely wanted to give her good advice, but talking about sex with her was giving him a raging erection.
"He got off... and you didn't?" he asked.
Again she nodded. "He does the same thing every time. I thought it would get better," she said, looking into his face. "And it has as far as the pain is concerned, but he's just like... like an animal! He doesn't make love to me... I've said too much, Dad. I'm sorry. I should not be talking to you about this!"
"Honey, there's no harm in telling me. You need someone to listen to you, even if I can't do anything but listen. And you shouldn't be embarrassed. These things are real-life problems and you need someone who can commiserate with you. Right?"
"I love you, Dad," she whispered. "You're so kind and understanding. I'm sure things will get better, eventually, but right now... I am just so frustrated," she told him.
On impulse, Ed leaned and kissed her cheek. "And you're having to, uh, take care of it, yourself. Right?"
Amy could feel her face flush and knew that she was probably blushing from head to foot. Was her father-in-law asking if she had been masturbating? She suddenly felt warm all over; her nipples tingled, just thinking about Mr. Larson talking to her about such an intimate thing. He was so handsome. She wondered if he hadn't heard her watching porn before he had knocked on her door. That was so embarrassing, but also, somehow exciting. She remembered that she was totally naked under her housecoat. The close proximity to her handsome father-in-law in her nearly naked state was arousing her.
Ed managed a smile. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Amy. I mean, I wish he was meeting your needs, but if he's not, there's nothing wrong with a little self-pleasure. Right?"
"Dad, I can't talk to you about this," she smiled. "It's just... I've never talked to anyone about that topic. Not even Johnny."
Ed knew he should probably go. He was becoming more and more intoxicated with his young daughter-in-law's beauty and the things they were discussing. If they continued this discussion, he didn't trust what he might say. He cleared his throat, took a deep breath and blurted, "That's what you were doing when I interrupted you, right?"
Amy looked at him with total shock. "No! No, of course not!" She stood up quickly, giving Ed a quick glance of her obviously naked body. She walked over to the desk, sat down, and shakily said, "Look, I'm working on something for school..."
Ed walked behind her and began rubbing her shoulders. "Amy, I know what you were doing. I'm not surprised the least bit. There's no reason for you to be embarrassed, either." He could feel, even through her shoulders, how rapidly she was breathing. She was also shaking, slightly. "I'm sorry if I've over-stepped my bounds, Amy. I heard a little of what you were watching," he whispered as he continued to massage her shoulders and neck. "Faye and I use porn, on occasion, as foreplay. Would you mind showing me what you were watching?"
Amy sat there, as if mesmerized. Ed leaned over her and placed his thumb on the ALT key and, simultaneously, placed his middle finger on the TAB key, enabling him to scroll through the open apps. Only two things were active - the Word document and the browser. When he removed his hand from the keyboard, the porn video was paused, showing what Amy had been viewing earlier.
Ed couldn't help but chuckle. "Amy, you naughty girl!" He leaned forward and un-paused the video. Immediately the room was filled with the passionate cries of both participants in the video. Ed continued to massage Amy's shoulders as they both watched.
"I've seen this one before, Amy. Good choice. Both Faye and I like this one a lot. Does that surprise you?"
Amy was breathing hard, feeling as if she might hyper-ventilate. For her beloved father-in-law to so casually converse about pornography with her, added to the undeniable excitement of watching the two beautiful lovers on the screen, was confusing. Ed was touching her neck, shoulders, and upper chest so tenderly. It felt so good. Never had her husband touched her in such a loving manner. She was conscious that her housecoat had fallen open a bit and that her father-in-law could probably see more cleavage than he should, but the conflicting thoughts in her mind kept her from taking any action. She felt petrified, yet there was nothing unpleasant. She began to relax, enjoying the feel of Ed's fingers.
"Oh," she whispered. "I don't know. Yes. Yes, it surprises me."
"Does Johnny massage your shoulders for you? Does he touch you for a long time before you make love?" Ed breathed as he bent to kiss the nape of her neck. The girl on the screen was riding the black man, her head thrown back, moaning her pleasure. The black man leaned forward to suckle her smallish breasts as she screamed in passion, pulling his head against her chest and announcing, in no uncertain terms, that she was cumming 'on your big black cock'".
Amy was so entranced by the spectacle on the computer screen that she was almost unaware of her father-in-law speaking to her or, now, stroking the very top of her cleavage. She sighed heavily as the girl on the screen screamed in pleasure.
"That's what it's supposed to be like, Amy," Ed whispered as he boldly reached even lower to stroke the tops of his daughter-in-law's lush breasts. His cock was fully hard and he knew he should tear himself away before he did something that he would regret.
Amy reached and paused the video. Ed froze, realizing that one of his hands had dipped beneath her housecoat and was on the upper part of her breast, the other stroking the back of her neck, lovingly. Amy was breathing hard, but she wasn't making a move to stop him. He leaned forward again and, this time, kissed her ear and whispered, "Are you okay, Precious?"
Amy gulped and managed to place her hand on Ed's, as if to tell him not to move it any further. "I wish," she began, then croaked, "I wish Johnny did..."
Amy closed the browser, gathered her nightgown together, and unsteadily stood. Ed put his arms around her and she fell against his chest, loving the feel of his strong arms around her. After a moment she looked into his face, "You make me feel like I want him to make me feel," she whispered, almost inaudibly.
"Was it me, or the video?" Ed smiled.
"Well... I guess a combination..."
"You're very aroused, aren't you, Amy?"
Amy swallowed and nodded, forcing herself to look into his eyes. He was so handsome; so sexy. She wished that it was okay for her to feel like she was feeling.
Then he kissed her lips and she was kissing him back, gasping and reaching to tangle her fingers in his hair. When his mouth opened slightly to draw a breath, she eagerly stuck her tongue into his mouth and felt him begin to suck on it. Never had Johnny sucked her tongue. She withdrew her tongue from his mouth, and then felt her father-in-law's oral digit snaking into her mouth. She sucked it hungrily, completely caught up in the passion of the moment. This felt so good and she loved her father-in-law so much for being concerned about her. He understood! He knew what a woman needed.
She broke the kiss and, still clinging to him, as if he would vanish, she gasped, "I've never been kissed like that; I've never felt this way... I know this isn't right..."
Ed reluctantly stepped back from her. "Amy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen. I got really carried away..."
"No, Dad...it's not your fault... at least not all your fault. I just wish that Johnny understood me like you do... I shouldn't say that, I know!" she sighed.
"It's not that I understand you, Amy. I've been married a long time. I guess I've learned what a woman likes and what, if you'll pardon me... turns her on. I'm sure that you're not appreciably different from most other women," he smiled. "But you are one of the most beautiful women I've ever known. That may be part of the problem, you know."
"What do you mean?" Amy asked, knowing that she unintentionally sounded angry.
"Well, I'm not defending Johnny. He certainly needs to be aware of your needs, but I know if I was in his place - young and inexperienced and with someone as desirable as you - it would be hard to control myself," he said. After a pause, he continued, "Tell me this, is he prone to premature...?"
"Oh yeah!" she exclaimed. "Nearly every time. Most of the time before we can even... you know. Then, even if he can go again, he just acts like it's all for him and seems totally unaware of what I need." She stepped toward her father-in-law again and allowed him to put his arms around her as she pressed her face into his chest. "He gets what he wants," she murmured. "Then he is oblivious to what I want. It's like he doesn't realize that I didn't... you know," she said as she peered up at her handsome father-in-law. She felt so comfortable and loved as he hugged her to him.
"I'm so sorry, Amy. I wish I could give him lessons, but obviously I cannot. I can give you some advice, though," he whispered, kissing the top of her head.
Amy hugged him tight and looked into his eyes. "Yes, please, Dad?"
"You need to tell him that he's not satisfying you. He will probably get mad, but so be it. You have to explain to him that you are an equal partner when you have sex, and that you have to have an orgasm, too. He may pout about it, knowing him, but he'll come around. He does love you. And if he is shy about public displays of affection, you initiate it. Keep at it until he accepts it. He will, eventually. He's not a bad guy. He's a little spoiled and a little self-centered, but he is a good man."
Amy sighed. "I just wish he was more like you, Dad," she smiled.
"That may be the best compliment I ever got in my life," Ed said. "Now, I'm going to get to work before... well, never mind." As he was closing the door, he winked and said, "Go ahead and finish what you were, um, working on."
That night, Amy and Johnny were watching a movie on TV. Amy was preoccupied, thinking about what had happened between her and Ed and about the advice he had given her.
As the movie credits were rolling, she said, "We need to talk, Honey."
Johnny smiled. "Am I in trouble?"
"No, of course not. I want to talk to you about, um, sex," she said, shyly.
"I was thinking about that, too. Let's go do it right now!" he said, gleefully.
"Johnny, I'm serious. I don't know if you really understand what sex is all about." Immediately she regretted what she said, knowing that she could have chosen her words more carefully.
"What in the world does that mean? Do you not like it? I thought it was getting pretty good!"