“Spencer is skyping before bed again,” Evan yawning as he assumes his werewolf fusona.
“How do you know,” Maggie getting dressed for another night shift at the hospital.
Evan gives a wolfish grin as he points to his ears; “the walls may not be paper thin. But with our enhanced were hearing, they may as well be.” Evan looking at his wife as she finishes dressing in some hospital smocks; “was dad around when you got home?”
“No,” Maggie answering; “but when I got home I just ended up crashing. Fortunately this will be my last late shift for a month or so.”
“Oh really,” Evan lounging in bed looking at his wife; “what happened?”
“Schedule change,” Maggie grins; ”after tonight, I’ll have three days off and then I’ll be back on mornings for some time.”
“Great,” Evan grinning; “that means we can-“
“Make a baby,” Maggie interrupting him; “but not until Thursday at the earliest. Until then husband,” Maggie grinning like a Cheshire cat; “keep it in your sheathe.”
Evan growls as Maggie walks out of the bedroom; hearing her leave the house and getting in her car, he gets out of bed and quickly bounds to the kitchen. Grabbing several items out of the fridge; Evan makes a sandwich. Corned beef with prosciutto; and a couple slices of Swiss cheese, in between pumpernickel. Wrapping it in saran wrap, Evan places the sandwich back in the fridge with a little love note to Maggie. Satisfied, Evan heads back upstairs. Pausing briefly, he hears that Spencer has finished her Skype chat and has gone to bed. Evan knowing he has to be up again and at the base before revelry again heads to bed as well; all the while wondering where his father Mike Lawson is.
*****
Mike Lawson a werewolf, howls as he climaxes in the female were-doberman. Both panting as they collapse on the bed; still joined as Mike’s lupine knot is firmly locked in.
“You were right,” Mike enjoying the moment; “sex in the first night of a new place is the best.”
“Well sex before bed is always great,” Mindy enjoying the feeling of Mike Lawson inside her still; “but I was surprised you call me after we had our talk Sunday, what with our deceased spouses.”
“You can thank my son for that,” Mike sighs; “he managed to spit out some good Mark Twain quote about regrets and taking a chance.”
Backtracking
Mike woke up about an hour after Spencer left for school completely hung over. Feeling rotten the night before for believing he was unfaithful to his dead wife Colleen; Mike Lawson went on a bender with a bottle of bourbon. Evan Lawson managing to knock some sense into the one hundred year plus werewolf, Mike managed to crawl to a bathroom after waking up, where he spent several minutes heaving his guts up while letting cold water from a shower head wash over him.
Once he felt somewhat better; Mike managed keep down some coffee and headed to the apartment he is soon to move into. Waiting for the moving van to arrive, Mike had a chance to reflect on what his son said.
‘Keep mom in your heart, but give this Mindy a chance. Twenty years from now, you might actually regret not exploring a second chance at romance.’
“Dam you Evan,” Mike shaking his head; “I’m the one who is supposed to give the sage advice to you. Not the other way around.”
Mike was about to call Mindy when the moving van he was waiting for arrived; Greeting the mover’s he helps direct them as they haul his property into the apartment. Observing them carry the heavy king sized bed and dressers; Mike grabs the boxes marked kitchen stuff as the movers grab the sofa and entertainment unit. It takes the three two hours to unload the truck of Mike’s possessions. Satisfied, he signs off on the bill of lading and they soon drive off. Mike entering into his apartment he starts unpacking the boxes of clothes in his room.
Back to the present
“So when are you going to introduce me to your son and his family,” Mindy now staring at the werewolf with a slight dusting of grey fur.
“Well my granddaughter is heading to a were-panther gathering tomorrow,” Mike thinking; “would Wednesday work?”
“Sure,” Mindy responds as she takes a paw and traces a path to Mike’s furry sheathe; “but let’s go another round first. I want to pass out with you in me still.”
Mike growls in pleasure as he feels Mindy stirring him to action. Feeling his arousal quickly growing; Mike climbs on the willing were-Doberman he was sharing his bed with and kisses her as he blindly guides his lupine rocket in her. Hearing her moan and sigh; Mike knew he hit the mark and started thrusting back and forth.
Mindy wrapping her legs around Mike and bucking her hips in unison; it’s not long before she starts to pant and moan as Mike’s knot enters her stretched sex, filling her to burst. Feeling Mike thrust faster; Mindy can feel her orgasm reach its crescendo. Her vaginal muscles clamping down, she whimpers as Mike howls again; his seed spilling in Mindy as her own body shudders and spasms. Each stay where they are; as both drift off enjoying their post orgasmic bliss.