Without reading Out of Time & Space, this second chapter may be an incomplete picture.
Returning home, I began the process of deconstructing a life. Memories of my time with Sandy made the painful process of addressing divorce less onerous. As anyone who has survived it will attest, divorce is never fun for either party. But sometimes it's the only answer when a relationship has lost meaning. Mine would be excruciating, as it also meant leaving the Christian cult that had molded so much of my life.
While the process of ending my marriage required focus, I still had work to do and projects to complete. I returned to Cleveland to continue my project work.
I was not sure Sandy would want to see me again. Not that our time together wasn't wonderful, but insecurity made me apprehensive. Having lived in a sexless marriage for so long, fears of inadequacy and my naiveté weighed on me. The Christian lifestyle with its distain for sexual pleasure and focus on "brotherhood" had left a crippled concept of intimacy. Could I open my heart and receive what she had to give? Could I give her as much pleasure as she gave me? I called and told Sandy I would be arriving.
"I'll meet you at the airport," she replied. A promising sign - she wanted to see me again.
As I walked off the plane my mind should have been churning. My marriage was ending and my soon-to-be ex was already preparing to draw and quarter, at least financially. There was no question that most if not all the friends from my Christian cult life would denounce and disown me. I would probably lose my job, as my company was an outgrowth of this same group. So the peace and serenity I felt was surreal. No matter what else happened, I was making the right choices for me.
Sandy was waiting in her car as I walked out of the airport. I stepped off the curb and got into the front seat. Immediately she leaned over to kiss me, wrapping me in her arms.
"God, I missed you," she said, as we embraced. She pressed her body against mine with a wanting look in her eyes.
This was a completely new sensation; to be so desired by a woman. Sandy was neither ashamed nor warped by guilt over her longings. At ease in her sexuality, her pleasure and mine were paramount. This was an epiphany, an illuminating insight that sex could be relished and enjoyed without fear or recrimination.
I was still uncertain and tentative as I took her hand while we drove toward her house. Sandy said, "Next time you come into town don't wear underwear, OK?"
"Why?"
"It will make it easier for me to do this," she smiled and tugged down the zipper to find my penis. Putting her slim hand down my briefs, she wrapped her fingers around my cock. Not to be outdone, I caressed her thigh and slid my hand upward to her waiting sex. Imagine my complete surprise when I found her panty hose were crotch-less! I never knew such a thing existed! Her wet, welcoming swollen labia made it blatantly clear her desire was real.
Most stories would now involve an erupting orgasm in the car. I was far too self-conscious at that time in my life to enjoy this semi-public sexual action - a fault I've striven since to overcome.
We arrived and Sandy led me into the house. Not waiting for the bedroom, she hungrily kissed my mouth as we stood in the living room, our tongues mutually exploring. She unbuttoned my shirt, and ran her hands across my chest. I caressed her firm ass, sliding down the back of her thighs to lift her skirt. She sighed softly as I squeezed her butt pulling her against my rising cock.
I brushed the hair from her neck and kissed her throat, my tongue caressing her neckline. Lifting the blouse over her head I released her breasts from their confine. In the meantime she had pulled off my shirt and we embraced chest-to-chest, her jutting nipples hot against me, stroking along my body as she pushed her pelvis to mine.
I kissed down her throat, taking time to run my tongue along her clavicle. Enclosing her breast with my mouth I sucked and licked her nipple as she stroked my cock through my pants. Moving down her belly, I released her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Not waiting to remove her hose I pressed my mouth to her sex to taste the sweetness of her arousal. I licked across the lips of her vagina and pushed my tongue to her swollen clit. Grasping my hair she pulled me against her, lifting her pelvis to grant me better access.
"Oh, that's good baby. Lick my clit," she commanded
I was enthralled with this woman and giving her oral pleasure was such a joy. She shuddered and trembled as my tongue flicked back and forth over her clitoris. My hands sought her nipples and I gently tugged and played with them while I continued my worship of her lovely sex.
Lifting my face she said, "Take me from behind," and tugged at my pants to free my erect cock.
It must have been a comic sight as I stood there, pants around my ankles, my erect penis dancing in the air in anticipation. Decorum be damned! She bent over the couch unveiling her hungry pussy and grabbed my cock to insert me. I slid in so easily and began to slowly stroke in and out. Again, she clamped my cock with her vaginal muscles and I felt the sweet sensation of her warmth enfold me.
Holding her hips I thrust deeper, pumping my hard penis into her. Sandy increased her hold on me. From the intensity of her contractions, I suspected she was close to orgasm, as was I. Slowing, I pulled almost completely out till only the tip of my cock rested inside her loving warmth. She moaned and pushed back, attempting to again impale herself on my rigid shaft. I took my cock in my hand and stroked it along her vagina, rubbing the swelling purple head against her throbbing clitoris.
"Oh God!" she cried and came in a convulsive shower of pleasure. She leaned forward onto the couch, offering her opening to me again and I plunged back home. As she still enjoyed the aftershocks of her own orgasm I pumped in and out, holding her breasts in my soft caress.
"Aaaahhhh!" I screamed as my orgasm broke and I emptied my longing and tension into her receptive body. Leaning over her back, I kissed her shoulders and held her close. She pressed back against me, clamping her vagina around my penis. She was an incredible lover!
