Thanksgiving

It was supposed to be just a normal, regular, everyday holiday. Thanksgiving dinner at Tina's parents place. It started out so well. They arrived on time, they brought the green bean casserole, and for once Bob was actually able to prepare the turkey without an incident.

He didn't know why this was happening. Maybe it was just the warm, sweet scent of the pumpkin pie that filled the apartment. More likely it was Tina. She had one glass of wine already and she was feeling happy, that always made her more affectionate. While they were helping out with preparing the food and setting the table, she kept playfully brushing against him and leaning up to give him small kisses.

He was so aroused. He had been trying to put it out of his mind for the past hour. He was at his in-laws', for god's sake. This should not be arousing. But Tina looked so good, and she kept teasing him. He was trying so hard to mentally put out the fire, but nothing was working.

Jimmy Junior ended up pulling her along with him to the bathroom while the rest of the family brought the dishes to the table. It would be time to eat any minute now. They had to hurry. The urgency of the moment was just turning him on more. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her as soon as the door was shut and locked.

"Mmm, couldn't wait until we got home, huh?" she said with a smirk. He would be irritated about that, but he was too desperate for her.

"Not with the way you've been acting," he said. His arms tightened around her and he pressed his erection against her. Satisfaction filled him when she gasped at the contact.

"Jimmy," she breathed out, whining. For a minute he thought she was going to pull away, but instead she relaxed into him. One of her hands went down and she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He felt some relief as she began to rub him, a strained moan escaping from his mouth. "We're going to have to be fast."

Jimmy Junior spun her around and pressed a hand to her back, forcing her to bend over the sink. She squeaked in surprise but did not resist.

"I think I can make that work," he whispered into her ear. She whimpered. It wasn't often that he got like this, but when he did, it turned her on like no other. He hiked up her skirt and pulled down her panties, leaving her exposed like him. She gasped again when she felt his erection prodding between her legs.

"God, you're so wet," he groaned. He rubbed his cock all against her swollen lips, the head brushing over her clit. Their most sensitive parts touching together. They were both moaning now.

"I said be fast," she told him, but the commanding tone she was trying to go for was lost in pleasurable tones. Still, it had the desired effect. Jimmy Junior thrust into her, gliding in easily.

"Fuck, Tina!" he gasped.

"Mmmmmgh, Jimmy..." She arched her back under him.

It was raw and needy. They bucked against each other fast and rough. One of his hands snaked under her shirt to tease her breasts while the other was braced against the sink along with hers. His head rested at her shoulder alongside her own, and she could hear every pant and moan in her ear. She felt shaky and weak, melting under his ministrations. All she could do was push back at his thighs and cry out her pleasure. Eventually, Jimmy Junior had to place one hand over her mouth to muffle her, and that just turned her on more.

"You like this, don't you, baby?" he asked. His voice was low and she could feel his hot breath on her skin. He kept up his relentless thrusting, never once breaking rhythm. His hand was still over her mouth, so she couldn't give a proper answer, but the moaning and keening certainly spoke for itself. He nearly cried out himself when he felt her inner muscles suddenly tighten around him before easing up again just as quickly.

"Oh fuck! You squeeze me like that again, I won't last," he warned her. Her lips turned up into a smirk against the palm of his hand. God, she was so sexy, he could hardly stand it.

The rest of the world seemed to melt away. It did not matter that they were in her parents house trying to celebrate a family holiday, with relatives just a couple rooms over who would easily be scarred for life if they knew that this was going on. All they were focused on was each other and the tense, mounting pressure building up inside of them.

"Tina... Oh god... please tell me you're close," he spoke between moans. His body leaned heavily against her, his chest flush with her back, his hips still working away. Every thrust brought his cock deep inside her, and he knew he was hitting her just right from the way she was vocalizing her pleasure. His hand moved out of the way so she could speak again.

"Fuck, Jimmy, yes... Baby, I'm so close..." Her eyes were closed and her face was scrunched up, the increasing tension building up into what she knew would be an orgasm that shook her to the core.

His breath was hard and ragged, and she knew he wasn't going to last long at all. One of her hands left the edge of the sink to come down and rub her clit, the extra stimulation sending sparks through her body as his cock kept sliding in and out of her.

"Ohhh... Oh fuck... Tina... Tina!"

He must have felt her rubbing herself, and that tipped him over the edge. His moans felt deafening in her ear, and he was tensed and twitching inside of her. That was all she needed to get there as well. Her muscles contracted around him again, involuntarily this time, and he had to quickly clamp his hand back down over her mouth to stop her from crying out too loud.

The two of them gradually slowed to a stop, breathless and weary. He stayed pressed up against her for several seconds, nuzzling against her neck, his arms still wrapped around her. It was only when she shuffled her legs and pushed her back up from under him that he finally moved off of her. As soon as he was moved far enough away to allow it, she turned around to face him and gave him a deep, lingering kiss. He eagerly returned it.

She pulled away, her eyes bright with love and admiration, and she was about to tell him how amazing he was, but just then they heard a voice calling from somewhere on the other side of the door.

"Tina! Jimmy Junior! Dinner has been ready for ten minutes now!" It was her mom. "If you are quite through, we would like to get started!"

Tina and Jimmy Junior looked at the door and then at each other, horrified.

"We can't go back out there!" Jimmy Junior hissed, his face flushed. "How are we supposed to have a normal dinner now?"

"It's too late for normal," she agreed. "But we can't stay in here and we can't go home yet."

"We can't?" he whined.

"Come on," she said. "We'll have to face them sometime anyway. This won't be any worse than your first Thanksgiving with us, remember? The time when you rubbed Dad's leg under the table because you thought it was mine?"

"You are really not making me feel any better about this," Jimmy Junior grumbled as he fixed his clothes. Tina cleaned up and did the same.

"Okay, how about this," Tina said. She linked her arms around his neck. "You and I go out there, eat a delicious and somewhat humiliating Thanksgiving dinner, and then when we get back home I do something that I know will make you feel better?"

Jimmy Junior held her gaze and she raised one eyebrow up suggestively. He was not one hundred percent sure of just exactly what it was she had in mind, but he had a few ideas and all of them were definitely worth it.

"Okay, fine," he told her. "But you had better make it really, really good." He smirked.

"I always do, don't I?" She smirked back at him.

"Yeah, yeah, you do," he said. She pulled him in for another quick kiss.

"Ready to go out there?" she asked.

"No," he answered, but he reached for the door knob anyway. "Let's go."