I met Mellisa in college during my junior year. She was this 5’10” althteic, long blonde curly hair, tan, beautiful smile with an overbite, blue eyes, slender with an amazing ass. She wasn’t busty but she did have nice palm size tits. I was athletic too, but not that great being a scout wide receiver for our college football team. I was 6’2″, had blond hair, blue eyes, average looking, but in great shape. We met at a house party and let’s just say we had an instant physical attraction. After hooking up, we began to date. Things were going great for most of that first year. We had sex often and enjoyed working out, going for runs, hanging out in my apartment watching movies. Melissa basically was living in my apartment with my two other roommates. Then she asked me one weekend to visits her parents.
As we drove up to see them, Melissa started getting nervous. I inquired why and she had told me that none of her previous boyfriends met her parents approval. She also had told me that they were much older. Melissa was one of six children and she was the youngest by several year. She joked she was an accident but I could tell it bothered her. After she explained all this, it did make me nervous. They were in their late sixties in age and were very picky when it came to meeting anyone dating their children. When we got their, the entire family just happened to be gathered outside setting up for lunch that Saturday. Melissa clung to me as we walked up. She was shaking as I was quickly introduced to her brothers and sisters with their significant others. Then I met her dad and mom. They greeted me kindly but not as warm as from her older sisters. We sat down and everyone seemed to have questions for Melissa and I. As I shared my background and told them how Melissa and I met. We lied about how we met and instead said we met at the library while studying…which seemed to satisfy her parents but I am pretty sure her brothers and sisters knew better. As I shared about myself growing up and taking family vacations, I struck a cord with Melissa’s dad. My family vacationed in the same place as they did. We talked about how the area had changed over the years and it seem to make Melissa excited that her dad was talking with me. The lunch ended up turning into dinner too. At the end, Melissa’s parents and family had warmed up to me. We ended up hitting the road just after 9pm.
Melissa was very happy and was rubbing my crotch as I drove. She unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out. Normally, she wasn’t that fond of giving me oral but something came over her. She was bobbing her head over my mushroom shaped tip and it made driving very exhilarating. I had one hand on the wheel and the other on her head forcing her down on me. Even when she gagged on my extra thick cock she kept at it. Twenty or so miles later I shot my load. Melissa choked hard swallowing it. She lifted her head up, her makeup was running down her cheeks and cum/saliva drooled out the corners of her mouth. She kissed me and swirled her cum soaked tongue in my mouth. Melissa eventually settled down as did my exposed cock. We had been on the road for about two hours when she suggested we get a hotel room. She gave me a sexy look while touching me. I agreed and so we ended up getting a room.
Upon children checking in, we immediately started making out and clothes were discarded all over. Melissa noticed there was porn we could purchase and she even let me the one that looked best to me. We watched as we started fucking sideways on the bed. This was a new kinky side of Melissa I had never known. She wanted me to call her a slut. I put her legs over her head and pounded my seven inch cock deep into her. She was breathing heavy and moaning softly. I called her my bitch and it seemed to get her juices going as she plays with her small tits, pinching her nipples and twisting them erect. I shot my loads into her and we didn’t stop. She rolled over on top of me. I fondled her breasts as she rode. Melissa acted very slurry and whorish..which was quite a turn on. There were two women going at it and she asked me if I liked it. I shook my head yes and she proceeded to tell me we should have a threesome with one of her friends sometime. My cock stayed hard at the images of it in my head. We fucked multiple times on the beds, in shower and even when she bent over the sink as we both looked into the mirror. It was the best sex I had ever had! Melissa told me she loved me as we fell asleep in the less cum soaked bed. Our check out came too soon as we had to leave. Melissa was rough looking but extremely sexy to me. I wanted to stay but we needed to get back to college. We got back to my apartment, showered, fucked and took a nap.
The threesome never came to fruition and Melissa teased about it multiple times. Eventually, I had given up on pursuing it after she got jealous when we talked about which friend of hers I wanted to join us. That friendship of Melissa’s also ended. During that time our relationship was beginning to fracture. The sex was still amazing and kinky at times. I had gone with her to see her family a few more times and they hinted that we should marry. Melissa and I were out of sorts and she seemed to be distancing herself that summer going into my senior year. I had left the football team and was doing an internship. I had asked if Melissa wanted to get a place with me. She was open to the idea and she told me to go ahead while she was spending a week back home. I found the place and called her about it. She said it sounded good but I could tell she wasn’t as excited as I was. We had a fight or argument about me not spending enough money on our anniversary gift. Even though I was working, I didn’t have much money outside of rent and the occasional dinner. I scraped money together to buy her a gold necklace but something else she hid set her off. I figured the time apart and me taking care of the apartment would cool things down. I was wrong.
I had signed the lease agreement just two days later, when I got a call from Melissa’s sister. She informed me that Melissa had been spending time around their hometown with her ex-boyfriend and someone had seen them kissing. The news hit me hard and I had suspected something but had hoped I was wrong. Her sister began to cry and told me how sorry she was and how much their family loved me. I thanked her for calling and appreciated that she told me. Her sister begged me to take Melissa back and forgive her. I lied when I said I would try and patch things up.
Melissa had come back a few days later. I took her to the new apartment and showed her around. Melissa looked so hot and I wanted to bang her before breaking up. Instead she wanted to talk. Before she began. I asked. She was cheating on me. Melissa started crying. She grabbed me and begged me to forgive her. She ended up telling me that she had hooked up with her ex-boyfriend. I went numb. I asked if she tried to get back together with him and she just shook her head yes. We had both agreed to be true to one another and the only thing I had asked of Melissa was that she break up with first if she wanted to hook up with someone else. I had been burned in the past by former girlfriends. Melissa begged to take her back. I did think about fucking her and then kicking her to the curb. I really wanted to treat her like the slut she actually was but didn’t. I broke up with her and gave her a box with all the things she had gotten me and I told her to never call me again. Melissa left with the box sobbing. I didn’t shed a tear nor did I feel any remorse for her.
My senior year, I worked, took my last few classes and graduated. I had also hooked up with a few girls for my own self gratification. I used some nice and not so nice girls to get what I wanted. In the heat of the moment it was fun and exciting but long term it had left me empty. I did see Melissa twice that year only for sex. We both agreed the sex was incredible but she always left after we were done.
Years later, I had moved for my work. Bought a house and was in the process of fixing it up with plans to sell it once finished. It had been five years since I last saw Melissa when out of nowwhere she emailed me. The internet was relatively new and I was a fool for making my email address with my first initial and my last name. Melissa had easily found me and we started chatting. I will admit it, I enjoyed the fact that her dating life was full of disappointment and strife. As for me, I hadn’t dated in years. I did go on a few ‘fun’ dates where the end result was sex and then I would move on. Of course there were few that went more than one time around the track. I was still having fun and enjoyed my personal space too. I told Melissa that I was dating but nothing serious because I was fairly busy with work and working on my house which was true. Melissa started calling me. I learned she moved back to a town just a half hour away from her parents and was working in a small accounting firm. She was living in an apartment living alone. She had been single for just over a year and seemed impatient and frustrated with dating. Melissa went on how everyone she dated after me didn’t measure up to her parents and family ideals. She did admit to dating guys who were not very nice to her and had checkered pasts. I knew where this was going but played dumb forcing Melissa to just come out and say it.
Then Melissa surprised me with what she said next…..
“Would you ever consider me as marriage material?”
I paused a long moment or two and had her repeat what she said as I processed it. When she said it again this time not shuddering as much as the first time. I asked her if she was proposing to me in a joking manner. Melissa got a bit choked up and then said “kind of, yes?” I gave it some thought and fantasized about how great the sex was but knew it would crash and burn like before. Melissa was emotional on the phone and I tried to let her down easy. I told her it probably wasn’t a good idea. Then I gave reasons like my job kept me where I was, my house was taking up much of my spare time, and I even admitted I liked living on my own. Melissa sobbed as I aapologized.I made up an excuse to end the phone call and hung up…not in the mood for all the drama.
That night I didn’t sleep well as I played the very odd move by Melissa. Why did she get upset with making such a crazy request? Was she that lonely or desperate? What did she expect me to say honestly? The insane idea of marrying Melissa after so many years was too much. Instead of tossing and turning in bed, I got up and decided to work on tiling the guest bathroom until I got sleepy. Melissa tried to call me the next several nights and left messages on my answering machine and emails. I didn’t respond to any of them. Eventually she stopped and I put it all behind me.
Weeks and months past. I finished the work on my house and listed it through a female realtor, Sandy, I met through mutual friends. I also started looking at houses with Sandy. Sandy was this spunky, brunette, petite, busty with very nice legs and her ass had a very nice curve to it. Her lean muscle calves were hard not to notice. She had a very bright smile and her brown eyes always had a sparkle in them. Sandy was married and you could tell she had two children. She was 35 and I was 28. On a fateful Saturday, she drove me around and we looked at several houses. There were some nice and no so nice places but nothing seemed right. Sandy and I talked while touring. There was something there or at least chemistry wise we were connecting and joking around as I picked the houses apart. The day ended with her buying me a coffee as she took me back to my truck. We hugged for a long minute as I thanked her for all her help. Sandy smiled and said there is one more house she wanted to show me the next day. I agreed and we scheduled to meet Sunday afternoon.
Sandy showed up very energuzed. She wasn’t dressed up but instead she wore this yellow sundress that showed off her nice shoulders and her figure. I felt comfortable telling her how nice she look and Sandy joked back saying I looked pretty good too. She drove me out to this house that had a nice acreage. It was more secluded and quiet. Sandy and I got out and we went into this house. The house was fairly impressive on the inside. It had modern updates and I liked the ten foot ceilings on both the main and basement floor. We stopped in the kitchen. Sandy leaned against the large basin sink and stuck her impressive chest out. She asked me what I thought. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I told her the place was very nice as I leaned over the center island looking into her dazzling brown eyes. Then she moved over the island basically showing me all her cleavgae. My eyes looked down. Sandy said, “I am not expected back for two hours.” I knew what she meant. We both circled the island and met by the stove where I picked her up and we kissed softly. Her puffy lips felt soft and her kiss was full of passion. My hands cupped her hard ass. She ran her hands up my shirt. I placed her on the island and she quickly began to undo my belt and unzip my pants. She spread her legs open forcing her sundress to hike up. I pulled the straps down over her shoulders and saw the most perfect pair of orb-shaped tits.i groped them hard. The were incredibly firm as I kissed Sandy on the neck. She managed to get my pants pulled down as she gasped at how hard my extra thick seven inch cock with mushroom shaped tip gladly throbbed in her tiny hands. She leaned back after pulling her arms out of her dress. It now only covered her small belly. Her legs wrapped around me as she continued to stroke my cock in both her hands. Our breathing was heavy as we kissed again. I started moving down her neck and to her amazing breasts. I kissed them both and lightly bit both her nipples as I sucked on them. I kept going and pulled her dress down and kissed her c section scar which was very sexy. I didn’t stop as I munched on her perfectly groomed pussy hair then started slurping my tongue between her legs. Her dress hit the floor as I lifted her legs up and pulled them open while burying my face into her. Sandy squealed loudly as she ran her fingers through me hair. She cried out, moaning pleasurably. I went in deep and started fingering her. She was much tighter than I had expectedas two fingers was all I could get into her. I pulled her lips open and stuck my tongue in deeper working it around. Her juices started to flow and she began to rub herself just above my mouth. We continued and as I stopped she pleaded for me to push on. She violently rubbed herself accidentally scratching me just under my eye with her fingernail. I kept going. Sandy tensed up going faster then in a flash she let out this loud groan. Her whole body twitched as she lost control. Her body broke into a sweat, her legs shook and then she fully relaxed. My tongue was weary from the extended work and the scratch was still bleeding. Sandy wiped the blood from my cheek and licked her fingers. I was still over her as she ran her fingers up and down her slit. She looked at me calmly and kept thanking me. Sandy leaned up as she scooted up to me. She didn’t hesitate to kiss me. We made out and I picked her up. I carried her easily to a bedroom and laid her down gently. She begged me to pull the top sheet back before we got going. After a bit of fumbling around I now moved up between her legs. I put my arms under them and lifted them up as I moved in. Sandy reached down a bit nervous with what was about to happen. She rubbed my tip against her wet lips as she guided me into her. I shoved in deep and Sandy groaned. She swore and told me I felt so fucking huge! I pushed in deep leaning over her. Her legs pinned up as far as she could go. Not as flexible but not too bad as I pushed every inch deep. Her pussy felt warm and wet. It was very tight and I liked how she was able to make her pussy clench on my thick shaft. Sandy groaned and moaned loudly as the pace was quickened. Our flesh slapped together. I took long strong strokes. Slap, slap, slap. My breathing was surprisingly calm compared to Sandy taking loud deep breaths as I pushed the air out of her with every thrust into her. I stood her how sexy she looked and how good she felt. Sandy gulped hard as she was sweating more. She spoke quickly when I pulled back asking for me to not cum inside her. I saw concern and I tried to smile to ease her when I said I could pull out. My only problem was how good it felt. I knew what we were doing was wrong but the feeling was intense. Her pussy would involuntarily clench my cock stimulating me more. Sandy couldn’t take my deep strokes and I lowered her sexy firm legs. I cupped her ass and lifted her into me. She moaned and began to cringe from being stretched apart from inside. I marveled at her body, her tits bouncing from the impact of our flesh slapping into each other. I felt a surge building up and I slowed down to keep the sensation going. The urge began to burn as I took shorter strokes then I pulled out as was forced to ejaculate. I grunted hard as my whole body jerked with every load being shot onto Sandy. Sandy gasped as the cum shot up onto her face and into her hair and opened mouth. I continued to cum large loads of cum onto her tits and small belly. Sandy used one hand to wipe the cum out of her eyes and one to jerk me off. She milked a few small amounts out. I fell off to the side of her. Sandy put one leg over me and we snuggled. She ran fingers over my tip and just under it making me flinch as my cock jumped for joy. She smiled and asked me when I could go again. I told her now. Sandy pressed her body up against mine as she mounted me. She rubbed her tits and whole body up against me. My cock was rejuvenated easily. Then she looked down between her legs after a sweet kiss and took me into her. Her pussy made a juicy sound as I reentered. I held her hips as she moved her hands up her body, closing her eyes, she moved her hands over her tits. I enjoyed the show and liked how she moved seductively on top of me. Sandy took it slow for several minutes. She told me how awesome I felt inside her. She even went as far to tell me I was the biggest she ever had which filled my ego! It felt great but I wanted to go deeper. Sandy slid slowly off of me. She turned around and I moved up behind her. From behind, I kissed her nice bubble butt cheeks and licked her up the spine. I crowded over her and stuck myself into her from behind. I put my hands over her shoulders and began to push deeply. I moved one hand under her to grope her chest as I quickened my pace. Sandy cried out “Oh yes, yes yes!” The race was on. I slammed into her ass from behind hard. The rippling of her flesh as I smacked into her was intense! I groped her breasts with both hands then moved down to her narrow waist and onto her hips. I buried my fingers and went all out hard into her. The smacking sound was deafening! Sandy moaned like the whore she was. I was breathing heavy and dripping sweat. In the heat of the moment and the urge hit me like a freight train. I exploded into her. Sandy jerked and tried to pull away but my fingers were holding her too tightly. I don’t know how much cum came out of me but the surges just kept coming. Sandy gave into it and backed herself into me even after I released. She made my cock throb whatever cum was left into her. She moved her ass around as she buried her face into the sheets. At first, I thought she did it out of exhaustion. Her whole body pulsed but I quickly understood she was sobbing. The gravity of what we had done was an emotional overload. I didn’t know what to do and slowly pulled myself out. Her pussy lips moved like they were trying to say something but nothing except the ooze of cum came out of her. I gently touched her lower back and she flinched which made me retreat my hand. We laid there silently. Sandy crashed onto her side. I laid next to her not trying to touch her or breath on her as it made her shudder. I began to wonder if I should say anything or not but decided to stay silent. Sandy didn’t say anything but she did move into me. My warm sweaty body soothed her as she took my arm and wrapped it around her. Her tiny firm ass nestled against me. Just her small movements made me hard. Sandy gasped at how easily she had turned me on. She turned around in my arms and touched my chest and lean abdomen. “You really could go again? ” in a surprise tone. I smiled and nodded.
“You turn me on.” I said in a cool tone.
Sandy buried her face into my chest and kissed it softly. I think I understood in that moment she just wanted to be desired. Yes, I did find her extremely desirable. I hugged her and we just cuddled naked. A could of easily fallen asleep but knew better. Then thoughts of Melissa entered my mind. I shouldn’t of blown her off and perhaps maybe I should reentertain the idea she had proposed.
Sandy and I got dressed and she drove me back. We didn’t say much as we were both too scared to say the wrong thing. She kissed me on the cheek and touched my face lovingly before I got out. I went back to my empty house and started thinking that Melissa might be onto something. I didn’t call her but send an email that I had reconsidered her proposal and we should talk. I then jumped into the shower and washed Sandy’s scent off of me. It didn’t work, I could still smell her perfume and how her pussy tasted, and how great she felt in my arms.
Melissa called me that night late. She was very timid as she spoke so I did most of the talking. I told her that we need to meet in person. Melissa tried to hide her excitement but her faster breathing gave her away. We agreed to meet the following wekeend at my place. With nothing else to say we said goodnight and hung up.
I didn’t talk to Sandy nor was I in any rush to speak to her for several days. She had contacted via email that she needed to show my house on Wednesday at 6pm. I chose to work late that night. As I wrapped up around 8pm, Sandy called my work phone and I answered it because I knew it was her. She was very professional sounding and excitedly said that a couple made an offer on the house. She told me the number and it was higher than what I had listed it for. I immediately inquired why they bid so high. Sandy seemed more relaxed and told me they were first time home buyers and they did a poor job of hiding their excitement about the house. They even asked Sandy if their were any other interested parties and she lied to them! There as one bid but it was so low that I didn’t contact them back.. I was very happy and thanked Sandy for helping me out. Then Sandy’s voice changed, “that is how you are going to thank me?”
We met back at my house thirty minutes later. Sandy met me wearing one of my buttoned shirts and panties. Needlessly to say, she looked amazing. I personally thanked her in my kitchen, living room, the bedroom, and the shower. Then we had an encore in my bedroom and the kitchen. We both called in sick for work the next day. Her family was out of town and she needed to stay back to finish me off multiple times. The sex was outstanding! Holding Sandy’s naked body in my arms falling asleep and then waking up with her felt surreal. I made her breakfast or an early lunch. We ate standing in my kitchen naked talking normally like we had done it before. We then cleaned up in the shower only to get dirty again. Our sex drives were in overload and we continued to enjoy each other into the late hours. The hardest part was when we actually had to go into work on Friday. Sandy had to leave early to change into her more professional look and I needed to get a few things done before we met up to look at houses again. I was under the gun and needed to find a new place to live.
I knew there was never going to be a good time to tell Sandy about Melissa so I just put it out there as we walking around at a house. I initially thought Sandy might get upset but she had the opposite reaction. In fact she seemed genuinely interested in Melissa. I was taken aback a bit and was cautious not to share too much with her. I did tell Sandy about our college years and how we had found each other again. Sandy was very good and she even got me to tell her that I planned to see her that night. Sandy asked if I planned to clean up my place before she got there. I was so stupid and it didn’t dawn on me how fast the last days went. I told Sandy we better go. Sandy purposefully drove slower and could see she was making me sweat. I think she liked seeing me struggle with the balancing act. I frantically asked her how did she do it balancing her family and me as her side dish. Sandy liked the side dish comment and then decided to grill me on if she was my side dish now with Melissa back in the picture or was Melissa the side dish? It was a very good question but for a different time. Sandy joked with me and liked seeing struggle. Then to torture me she followed me back to my house and even came inside. I didn’t have the time to tell her to go instead I ripped the covers off of the beds and threw them into the washer. I put on new sheets. Sandy made it difficult as she made very suggestive comments that made me want to tear her clothes off. I was greatly turned on by how seductive Sandy could be. In my haste, I suggested how simple it would be if we just got married. Sandy froze and stared at me. I didn’t have time as I moved into the kitchen and stuffed dished into the dishwasher. Then I cleaned up and moved into the bathroom. Sandy slowly followed me and I saw from the corner of my eye that what I had said had quite an impact on her. Sandy choked up and spoke softly when she asked, “Are you saying what I think you are saying?”
I looked at the clock and then froze staring at her. Sandy walked up to me tears in her eyes. I told her yes, I had wanted to say it before but was too scared and afraid it might push her away. Sandy smiled as she continued to cry. “You know I feel the same way too.” She hugged me and I felt her tears through my shirt. I couldn’t believe my poor timing. Then I heard, “I love you!” Sandy’s words struck me like a cozy warm blanket being put over you making you feel warm all over. What shocked me was how effortless it was to say it back to her. We kissed more passionately and softly than before. Just a little tongue but our attraction for each other grew in that moment. I admit, I never expected to be with someone so sexy, smart, funny. Sandy was successful, amazingly hot, and she was into me. Was this happening all too fast?? Was it just because our sexual needs were being met ???? How would this ever work??? I hadn’t really thought this through.
The hug turned into more kissing and we ended up in my bed. I forgot about Melissa and put all my focus into Sandy. I kissed her neck and ears, her wonderful orb shaped breasts, sucking on her nipples making them hard, I kissed her belly and scar, I gently probed her pussy while rubbing it, then I put my mouth down on her and licked around inside Sandy. Her hands moved around wildly as I tasted her. Pulling her open and kissing, sucking, and licking her over and over. I half expected my doorbell to ring but it never did nor did anyone knock on my door. That night Sandy and I took turns pleasuring each other orally. Sandy shocked me with ability to deepthroat me. Watching inches of my thick meat disappear into her mouth was intoxicating! She struggled mightily when my first of many loads were injected into her unsuspecting throat. She gagged, choked, and coughed making horendous sounds. Sandy looked as if she was crying. Her makeup ruined and she looked competent disheveled and still managed to look so sexy. After a small break to clean up, hydrate and compose ourselves. …she took my hand and led me back into bed. Sandy opened her legs, her juices flowing as I passer deeply into her. She moaned in such a sudctive way it really turned me on. I told her and she continued to talk in that erotic tone as I slowly moved inside. I didn’t hesitate to cum inside her and she wrapped her nice tones legs around me holding me in. I stayed inside her as long as I could. We kissed softly then she turned away and let me spoon her. I groped her for several minutes kissing her neck then we both drifted off to sleep.
The morning Sandy awoke to my hardwood entering her from behind. We slowly woke up fucking. I didn’t want to remind Sandy about her family but asked anyway since they were to be back later that day. She didn’t seem upset and begged me to keep fucking her. I gladly did so. Fluids exchanged we cleaned up and made her some breakfast. I reluctantly let Sandy leave around noon on Saturday. We told each other we loved each other and a small part of me began to think we might be more in lust than love. Still we parted on sweet terms in anticipation of our next encounter.
Melissa had emailed me saying that she had something come up last minute and couldn’t see me. I breathed a sigh of relief and wasn’t upset. She went on to say if I had a change of heart and was upset to let her know. I wasn’t and emailed her back that I was totally ok with her not showing up and that something also came up for me. She called me that evening.
For some odd reason, our conversation was actually quite good. Melissa seemed much more open and admitted that her physical appearance had changed since college. She was no longer this tall slender athletic blonde but admitted she had let herself go. I told we all change and i had even put on a few pounds since my college days too. What I didn’t tell her that it was mostly muscle in order to be sympathetic. With a little coaxing Melissa sent me a picture of herself. What stunned me most was how dark her hair had changed. She was a brunette but she still had that cute overbite smile and dazzling blue eyes. She looked different but in a really good way to me. What I also liked was that she filled out in the hips, now longer narrow and straight but curvy in a sexy way. She even looked heavier in the chest area. I told her she looked beautiful and she quickly asked for my picture. I sent her one from a surfing trip I took with friends. I was tan and looked pretty good with my shirt off. I still had the blond hair too. Melissa said I looked hot. Then she asked me if I still looked good naked. I was a bit surprised and a bit ddisappointed. I flirted back saying she needed to come down here and find out. I found myself getting aroused chatting with Melissa and thinking about Sandy. Melissa called me and we mutually masturbated via phone sex. We reminisced about how great the sex was. We talked after getting each other off. Then by just sheer spontaneous questioning, I asked if she really was single. Melissa gasped, “Oh! Well ummm….not exactly.” I then started to piece it together. Melissa started crying as she spoke softly. She was actually married. Melissa had married her ex-boyfriend, the one she cheated on with me. They had been married for a few years. They had no kids and Melissa said she wasn’t able to have any. The marriage was a disaster from what she said. He was verbally abusive, he had become a heavy drinker, he was usually unemployed and she adder that she hadn’t had sex in months. When it did happen she said she often thought of me in order to get aroused. I was flattered and felt sorry for her. Melissa then continued to share how her family hated her husband and because of him the were no longer welcomed to family events. She seemed so lost and her life seemed empty. I figured she wood go on talking about herself when she asked me if I was really single. Since we were being honest, I told her about Sandy and the situation. From the way I described Sandy, Melissa was intuitive and asked what was I going to do. I hadn’t thought that far and shifted gears telling her I had just sold my house and needed find something soon. Melissa didn’t lie about working at a small accounting firm. I looked it up online and saw she was employed there. I told her I was proud of her being honest with me. Then I asked why she reached out to me. Melissa was more emotional stating what a huge mistake it was to cheat on me. After hearing the pain in her voice, I deduced to tell her I forgive her and thanked her. Melissa seemed a bit confused as to why I thanked her. I told her that woke me up to the real world and motivated me to work hard on myself and get better. Melissa gave me a weak “ok? You’re welcome? ” There was a pause and then we both started laughing. She knew it was bullshit but I did mean the forgiveness part. We continued to talk, and then I asked Melissa something that stayed on my mind…..
“Melissa, do you really want to meet?”
There was the longest pause. I heard her sigh just before responding. “I think I do but I am not sure.” The answer left me in limbo.
“So I that a yes?” I am not sure what your saying.
This line of conversing continued for a while. Growing impatient, I flatly said to Melissa she would be welcomed to visit me any time she liked. I could tell in her voice that made her smile. We decided to call it a night. I went to bed exhausted.
It took a week to finally find the right house. It was a nice step up from my first starter home. About twice the size, unfinished walkout basement, in a much nicer side of town too. Sandy helped me with the paper work and was gracious enough to give me a discount on her selling fees. On moving day, I only had one moving truck and a few friends help me move in. Two days later, Sandy helped me break in all the rooms. We fucked liked rabbits all over. The walk in closet was a new experience for me. Sandy hung on a bar as I fucked her raw. I wore her pussy out and wanted more. She came up with more creative ways to see my by staging business trips out of town. It was awkward when she called Iying to her family to where she was when at my house. We did actually take a trip together but it wasn’t for business purposes. For Sandy and I getting away was so liberating. We could go out in public together. We both began to struggle not being together and our lunch hours became sex quickies at my new house since it was perfectly located between our workplaces. We couldn’t get too crazy. Sandy wanted me inside her. Skirts were hiked up, panties removed and my cock stuffed up in her. I always cummed inside her during lunches. She had a code to my garage and had a closet with extra clothes just in case, one sink in my master bathroom had her makeup and she even started putting money aside in case or emergencies. How her husband never knew or just didn’t care shocked me.
As for Melissa she showed up at my door late on a Tuesday night. What happened next complicated my already complicated life.
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