Lisa walked over and sat down on the stool next to Mark.
"So which one are you?" Lisa asked.
Mark looked around to see if she was talking to him.
"Which what am I?" Mark asked.
"We're at a singles bar and you have a wedding ring tan-line. There are 3 possibilities for what you are. You could be a married man out looking for some action on the side. You could be recently divorced or in the process of getting a divorce and you're feeling lonely. Or the rarest of the three you could be a widower that has been missing his beloved for so long that he finally took off his ring and came to a place like this in the hopes of finding some companionship. From the way you're crying into your beer you can't be a guy that's looking for something on the side. So which is it...divorced...or widower?" Lisa asked.
"Um...widower." Mark said.
"Hi widower...I'm divorced. Do you mind if I join you?" Lisa asked.
"No...please do." Mark said.
"I'm Lisa by the way." Lisa said.
"Mark." Mark said.
"It's nice to meet you Mark. How long has it been since she died?" Lisa asked.
"Two years, four months, and eleven days." Mark said.
"I'm sorry. I can't even begin to imagine how hard that must be. It's been rough on me and I stopped loving the bastard. You had yours taken from you." Lisa said.
She saw Mark on the verge of tears.
"Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any..." Lisa said.
"No, it's okay. I guess I just wasn't fully ready for this." Mark said.
"Then why are you here?" Lisa asked.
"Some of the guys at work have been encouraging me to come here. They think it's high time I move on with my life and find someone new." Mark said.
"That's stupid of them. If she hadn't died you'd be somewhere with your wife right now instead of sitting here talking to me." Lisa said.
"They don't seem to get that. To them I'm single...not a widower." Mark said.
"Well...if you aren't here looking to move on then what are you looking for?" Lisa asked.
Mark shrugged sheepishly.
"It's been more than two years, four months, and eleven days since...well..." Mark said.
"Oh. You aren't here looking for love...you're just looking for some lovin'." Lisa said.
Mark shrugged.
"Yeah...I know that's terrible, but..." Mark said.
"It's not as terrible as you might think Mark. A lot of people come to places like this for just that reason. In fact, that's what I'm here looking for tonight." Lisa said.
"Really?" Mark asked.
"Yeah. I don't know if you'd be interested or not, but since we both know that we're after the same thing we could get out of here now without waiting around all night and there wouldn't need to be any entanglements later." Lisa said.
Mark turned towards Lisa and looked at her.
"I've...I've never been with..." Mark said.
"Oh the race thing is an issue for you...no big deal. Good luck." Lisa said.
Lisa turned to get off the stool, but Mark touched her arm.
"No please wait. I wasn't going to say that." Mark said.
"Then what were you going to say?" Lisa asked.
"I've never been with anyone but Emily." Mark said.
"Nobody? Were you high school sweethearts or something?" Lisa asked.
"More like sweethearts since birth. Our parents were best friends...we grew up next door to each other. We were together all our lives. I wouldn't even begin to know how to please you." Mark said.
"Mark, my bastard husband hadn't touched me for 5 months before I filed for divorce and it's been nearly 8 months since then so it's been over a year. What I want right now is for a man to make me feel like a woman again. It doesn't have to be some kind of romance novel kind of thing. I just want a man to kiss me and touch me. I want a man to hold me to look at me...to make me feel beautiful and sexy. I want to feel a man's weight on my body. I want to feel him inside me as our bodies couple together. If you can do that then you can give me everything I'm looking for tonight." Lisa said.
Mark looked at Lisa. He smiled for the first time.
"Well...I think I can handle that." Mark said.
"It seems as if we could help each other out then." Lisa said.
"I think you're right. Should we go find out?" Mark asked.
Lisa smiled.
"I came in a cab...do you have a car?" Lisa asked.
"My truck is outside." Mark said.
"Then let's settle up for our drinks and head to my apartment." Lisa said.
Mark paid for their drinks then he and Lisa got in his truck and drove over to her apartment. They went straight to the bedroom, but then they both froze up.
"I guess saying it and doing it are two different things huh?" Lisa asked.
"Yeah. I've never done anything even close to this. I'd known Emily all my life so everything was so easy so natural with her." Mark said.
"Well...if we're going to have sex we should get undressed. We can start with that." Lisa said.
"Okay." Mark said.
Mark unbuttoned his shirt and took it off as Lisa took off her blouse. Mark took off his pants as Lisa took off her short skirt. Lisa reached back to unhook her bra.
"Wait." Mark said.
Lisa stopped and looked at him.
"Did you change your mind about doing this?" Lisa asked.
"No. I'm more comfortable with the idea now. I was wondering if you might indulge me a little." Mark said.
"Indulge you how?" Lisa asked.
"I always used to love looking at my wife in her underwear and then I'd take it off of her before we had sex. Would you let me look at you for a few minutes?" Mark asked.
Lisa smiled.
"Absolutely. I told you earlier that I want someone to look at me and touch me. If you want to look then by all means look." Lisa said.
Lisa stood near the end of her bed and Mark looked her up and down. He walked around behind her and looked at her ass in the white thong panties.
"You have an amazing body Lisa. I really like the contrast between the pure white underwear and your dark skin. It's striking." Mark said.
Lisa's heart had started beating faster as a man...a complete stranger...looked at her in nothing but her underwear, but when he complimented her on her body her heart started really pounding in her chest.
Mark moved back in front of Lisa and moved up close enough to her that they could feel the heat from each other's bodies. Mark reached around behind Lisa and unhooked her bra. Lisa shivered as she felt his fingers pulling the bra down off of her shoulders. The bra slipped down releasing her breasts before it slipped down her arms and dropped to the floor between them.
Mark looked down at Lisa's breasts for a minute before lowering himself to his knees in front of Lisa so that his eyes were at the level of her panties. Mark's hands moved up the outside of Lisa's legs up over her hips to her panties. He hooked his fingers inside the elastic and slowly pulled them down. Mark got his first look at a shaved pussy as he looked at Lisa's dark skinned vagina.
Mark stood back up and stood very close to Lisa.
"You have an absolutely beautiful body Lisa." Mark said.
He leaned in and kissed her. Lisa was the first woman besides his wife that John had ever kissed and Lisa hadn't been kissed in over a year. So on top of being complete strangers they were both a little out of practice as they shared that first kiss.
"Thank you for letting me do that Lisa." Mark whispered.
"Thank you for doing it Mark...it felt so amazing to have you looking at my body and taking my bra and panties off of me. I haven't felt anything like that in a long time." Lisa said.
"Well...now that you're completely naked I feel a little over dressed. I guess I'll just slip out of these." Mark said.
"No...let me. I want to take them off of you." Lisa said.
Mark smiled and Lisa dropped to her knees. She could see the front of Mark's boxers tented out so she knew that he was aroused even before she pulled his boxers down. When she did she was face to face with an 8 inch erection and a pair of large balls. After looking at them for a moment Lisa stood up.
"You have a very nice looking cock Mark. It's got to be 8 inches long and its super thick. If you were the only man your wife was with then she had no idea how lucky she was." Lisa said.
"Oh...thank you." Mark said.
"So what should we do next?" Lisa asked.
"Well I was looking at your breasts and they're a lot different than Emily's were. Could I take a closer look at them and feel them?" Mark asked.
"Absolutely. What's different about them?" Lisa asked.
Mark gently cupped his hands under Lisa's breasts and lifted them a little.
"For one thing they're a good deal larger and certainly heavier. She hardly even needed a bra...her breasts didn't really drop much when she took it off. Yours seem like they'd move around all over the place if you weren't wearing a bra." Mark said.
Lisa laughed. She gently pushed Mark's hands away from her breasts.
"You mean like this?" Lisa asked.
She shook side to side a few times, jumped up and down a few times, and lifted her breasts up and dropped them down a few times as Mark watched on in amazement.
"Does it hurt when they swing around like that?" Mark asked.
"Sometimes...that's why I usually wear a bra. Is the size and weight of them the only difference?" Lisa asked.
"Oh no...definitely not. Her nipples were tiny little pink nubs not much bigger than a quarter. Yours on the other hand are extremely large. May I?" Mark asked.