Til Dick Do Us Part - 2

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In the kitchen the next morning, Brandon was as sheepish as I expected him to be. His girlfriend continued to follow him around, so it was clear that he'd kept our dirty little secret safe. I had no intentions of messing with Brandon again, but I did catch him staring at me more than once.

Nicole dragged her hungover carcass from the bed an hour later, just in time to witness her father complain that he hadn't been to a golf course in over a month. Oh, how the other half live.

"I'll go with you" I smiled as I sipped my coffee, and Nicole gawped at me.

"You don't play golf" she said, holding her pounding head.

"Yes, I do, baby" I grinned back, "I thought you'd know that about me".

She looked rather confused, but clearly her headache took priority and she scurried out of the room.

"That would be fantastic" William said, finishing his breakfast, "we'll leave as soon as I'm ready".

He was quite a handsome man, which is likely where his children got their good looks. It certainly wasn't from Celine, that was for sure.

By the time we were leaving, Nicole had gone back to bed and Dean still hadn't got up. It didn't take a genius to work out what would happen once the house was empty, but I wasn't bothered by it anymore. If my best friend wanted to fuck my wife, he could have her. I had far more pressing things to attend to.

William and I had an interesting relationship. He was a stern man, though only when his horrid wife was around. When it was just the two of us, he seemed to loosen up quite a lot. So much so, in fact, that William had also divulged to me one drunken night, that Celine hadn't spread her legs in over a decade.

It wasn't hard to tell. He had the look of a man who hadn't busted a good nut in years, but I was quite sure that he would be a lot more difficult to flip than his son had been. Regardless, I was going to give it a shot anyway.

When we arrived at the golf course, the sky had become overcast and we appeared to be the only ones there.

"Hopefully it'll clear up" he said as he teed off, but I hoped otherwise.

On the sixth hole, I began.

"So" I said as we walked, "how's life in the bedroom?"

The question caught him by surprise, and I could hear the awkwardness in his voice as he replied.

"Oh... You know... Same old, I suppose"

"That must suck" I replied, "it's really no way for a man to go through life".

William didn't answer. I didn't expect him to answer, but I knew he secretly agreed with me. I mean, what man wouldn't agree with me?

By the ninth, William hadn't spoken much, and when he finally did, I knew I'd struck a nerve.

"Do... I mean, would you and Nicole be... Regular".

I smirked to myself, but I didn't let him see it.

"Oh yeah" I nodded, "at least once a day".

"At least?" He almost gasped, "I'm surprised you have time for anything else!"

"I couldn't have it any other way, William" I smiled, patting him on the shoulder, "it's the way it should be".

I could see his mind racing, though I also knew that he wasn't exactly interested in speaking about his daughter's sex life.

"I've fucked men, too" I lied, "there are certain things that women just can't do for us, but that's another story".

I was surprising myself by how much I simply didn't give a shit anymore. There was a time not so long ago when I wouldn't even swear in front of Nicole's family, but that was before she flushed our marriage down the drain.

William coughed. It was a shocking statement, to be fair, but it was a necessary one.

"Yes, well... I um... I think you're up" he said sharply, pointing to the tee.

As I took my swing, I couldn't help but smile. I'd rocked the man, but hopefully it would prove to be an intelligent move. Only time would tell.

When we'd finally finished our round of golf, William had remained pretty quiet. It wasn't until we sat back in the cart that he eventually found the words he was looking for.

"What exactly?" He said, driving, and I pretended that I wasn't sure what he meant.

"What did you mean when you said that there are certain things that women can't do for us?"

"Oh" I laughed, "well, as everyone knows, the male G-spot is up our ass, and I'm telling you, Will, once you get introduced to that, you'll never look back! Or maybe you will, but only to find another cock!"

His mouth fell open slightly.

"I see" was all he could manage.

Perhaps I overestimated how much of a fight that a sex deprived man married to Celine would put up. I expected some awkward silences, maybe even a scolding for being so blunt about it, but William didn't do any of that.

"Pull over to those bushes" I said, pointing, and my father-in-law swallowed a lump in his throat but did as I asked.

I can't lie, I was quite nervous myself, but Nicole's actions spurred me on. I got out, William looked around cautiously and followed me a moment later, and suddenly we were surrounded by bushes and completely alone.

"We can't breathe a word of this to Celine or Nicole" he said sternly, "it would ruin us".

"Of course" I nodded, and a second later, William leaned forward to kiss me.

"Wow, hold on there chief!" I laughed, backing away, "let's save the kissing for our wives, huh?"

His cheeks blushed, but I ignored him and unzipped my pants.

"Why don't you go ahead and hold onto that tree, Will?" I smiled, rubbing my cock through my trousers, "you'll thank me for it, I promise".

Nervously, the man shuffled over to the tree and loosened his own pants before they fell to his knees. I had to admit, he was in good shape, so perhaps this wouldn't be as difficult as I had expected.

He pulled down his boxer shorts, looking back over his shoulder with an expression of worry, as I coaxed my cock to an erection and spat on the thick head.

"Go slow" he told me, his eyes darting around to ensure our privacy.

Using my cock, I spread my saliva on his hole. It felt terribly strange to be rubbing my junk across my father-in-law's ass, but it would all be worth it in the end.

With some pushing, shoving, gasping and wincing, I eventually managed to bury my helmet in William's hole, and the two of us grunted.

The pounding began almost instantly. I wasn't there for foreplay or to make either of us feel particularly good. If that happened along the way, then so be it, but my goal was simple.

"Jesus, that... That's something!" He groaned, as my cock shot in and out of his virgin hole.

"What's the scar from?" I asked, studying his fairly impressive ass as I fucked it.

He could hardly breathe at this point. His hands held the tree to keep himself standing, his forehead was already sweating as he stifled moans and I could see his cock harden around the front.

"Headmaster" he gasped, "they weren't so nice back in my day".

I sped up, pummelling him with force. My balls crashed against his ass, my hands held his hips, and I drilled that man like it was the last fuck he was ever going to have.

He somehow managed to find a way to hold the tree and jerk off, so by the time I reached orgasm, he was already blowing his load onto the bushes below him. He was moaning now, sounding more like a little whimpering slut than my own father-in-law, but that only proved to get me there quicker.

I exploded inside him, shooting my load deep into his bowels as he gasped and shook. I was still drooling cum when I pulled my cock out of him and wiped it on the back of his underwear.

"Let's get going shall we?" I asked, pulling my pants up, "don't want the girls thinking we've gotten lost!"

I was back in the cart before William had even managed to buckle his pants. He almost swayed back over to me, with a look on his face that was both shocked and impressed.

"Christ, that was amazing" he gawped, and I glanced at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about" I smiled.

As we returned to the car, we did so in silence, and on the journey back home, we spoke of everything but what had just happened. I wasn't bothered by our conversation, my mind was elsewhere.

Tomorrow night was the big dinner, and I was sure to make it an unforgettable one.