Divorce day play time.
So this happened the day I got my paper work back that the divorce was final. I don't have a celebration or do anything special. Just a regular day. Apparently the ex on the other hand had posted on her Facebook that she was having a divorce party. Only reason I knew about it was that Faye contacted me to let me know what a cunt my ex was acting like after seeing the post.
Faye and I dated in high school it was short, but emotionally and sexually intense. We remained acquaintances for some years and reconnected after I got out of the army and before I met my ex. At the time she was married to this guy that was what I can only describe as a the country guy that discovered Bob Marley and Sublime in his senior year in high school.
They were a nice couple and I found out soon enough they were in an open marriage so Faye and I played together a lot. Sometimes her husband was with, but mostly it was regular casual sex with her. They had gotten divorced the year prior when she found out he was playing with a side piece without protection and got the woman pregnant.
To describe what she looked like the closest thing I can compare would be if Betty Paige was skinnier with big blue eyes. Pale skin and not much in the way of curves but nicely shaped tits and ass for being so petite.
She invited me out for drinks and I agreed. We met at a dive bar that was owned by her brother and less than a 4 minute drive from each of our homes. I didn't bother to dress up. Just my flip flops, cargo shorts and an old band shirt of a band that probably doesn't exist anymore.
She was wearing one of her hippy type, knee length skirts that looked like multicolored patch work, a loose white top and the quilted shoulder bag/purse I had gotten her as a gift a couple years back. She wasn't wearing a bra and if I knew he she wasn't wearing panties either. She rarely did when we had a date or play time planned. Her tits were small and firm and barely any sag for being in her 30s. She gave me a quick hug and a peck on the mouth that turned into a tender lingering kiss. I knew she had a boyfriend now and she made him aware that I would always be her friend with benefits and he had to come to terms with it.
We went in the bar got a couple rounds of tequila covered by her brother. She took my hand and put it under her skirt when we were sitting at the end of the bar after her brother left for the night. We made out sloppily as I fingered her. We whispered how we couldn't wait to fuck each other stupid.
We weren't trying to hide what we were doing. Some people took notice, but looked away. I knew she liked to be watched when we fucked, but I didn't see anyone in the bar, other than Kim, I knew that we could invite back to my apartment when we would eventually go that direction.
I tell her I think we are both ready to make each other cun again, but she tells me she needs to make sure it's a nice long night and takes my hand and leads me to the women's bathroom. I look at Kim, the bartender as she shakes her head and smiles. I just shrug and smile back. Kim looked like a nerdy girl, but she was an anal addict. More than once she'd call me to "help" her close the bar. Really it was for me to fuck her ass as she leaned on the pool table.