This is the second part to the story "Used but not abused". While you don't really need to read the first part it will make this a whole lot easier to understand.
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At first I was too shocked to really catch what she had said but then it clicked and I rushed to the door and there she was -- even though she looked like she'd fallen into a swimming pool with her clothes on she was just as sexy as I remembered her. There was a good sized suitcase at her feet and a taxi right behind her in the driveway. She looked at me, then back down the laneway to the waiting taxi then back to me with a questioning look on her face. She didn't say anything but the question was quite clear -- I invited her in and paid off the taxi.
When I came back in she was still standing on the tile by the door and I could see she was shaking. "I'm sorry, I didn't know who else to call..."
Whatever else she was planning on saying dissolved into tears so I did the only thing I figured would help -- I put my arms around her, hugged her to me and held her tight. It worked -- after a few minutes she stopped crying and said, "I'm so sorry, first I got your floor wet and now I've gotten you all wet."
"Doesn't really matter, the floor will dry and I'm not that wet -- but you are. I'm going to grab you a blanket & fill the tub with hot water so you can warm up." I went to the hall closet and got her a blanket, showed her where the bedroom was so she could get her wet clothes off and started filling the Jacuzzi tub with hot water. By the time I had the tub partly filled she was back with the blanket wrapped around her and was still shivering. It only took a few more minutes to fill enough to turn the jets on so I told her to soak for as long as she wanted to and I'd be out in the living room if she needed anything.
As I turned for the door, she surprised me by saying, "it's ok -- you've seen me naked before and I really need to talk if that's ok."
It's not like I was going to say no anyway but if I had, I would have changed my mind when she dropped the blanket and I saw her body again. For the last few months I'd only seen her in my mind but even cold, wet and shivering her body was fantastic. As she lowered herself into the tub the shivering slowed then stopped and I could see colour start to come back to her skin.
As Tina warmed up, she started talking, "First off, I want to apologize for tricking you the last time I saw you. Rick and I were married 5 years ago and all was great for the first few years then he started talking about wanting to see me have sex with someone else. I love sex but had no interest in having it with anyone other than my husband. As you found out, he kept pushing until I finally said yes, met you and I'm assuming you remember how the rest of the night went."
I was sitting on the toilet listening so she couldn't see how quickly I developed a bulge in my pants just thinking about how the rest of that night went. I figured now wasn't the time to tell her that I'd felt a really strong attraction to her that night, something that went beyond just the sex so I figured I'd better play it safe and just say, "Oh ya, I definitely remember!"
My response brought an easy, sexy smile to her face as she sat up a bit, allowing the slopes of her breasts to come into view with a nipple occasionally showing as the jets pushed the bubbles around (which did nothing to alleviate my swollen member). "Well things were pretty chilly between Rick and I for a few weeks but we finally talked about it, he apologised over and over for pushing me into something I didn't want to do and promised it would never happen again. We were pretty much back to normal both in and out of bed when out of the blue he asked if I'd every thought of having a threesome with another woman. I told him I hadn't and he'd better drop the idea if he wanted things to keep going the way they were. Nothing more was said and I thought he'd given up on the idea until I came home tonight and found him in bed with two of the women he works with. Apparently he wanted a threesome more than he wanted me so I packed my bag and told him I was leaving. It wasn't until I got into the taxi that I realized I really didn't have any friends that were 'mine' not 'ours' and I don't have any family in the state. I knew I couldn't go back but didn't know where to go until I remembered your card -- thank God you were home!"
I could tell she had more to say but instead her eyes went really wide, her mouth opened and closed a few times before she blurted out, "Oh my God...I never even thought...are you married, is there a girlfriend that could come over?"
I chuckled a bit and replied, "Don't worry, no wife, no girlfriend, I don't even see much of the neighbours. My fiancΓ© broke it off with me almost a year ago I haven't been in a serious relationship with anyone since."
"Oh good, I could just imagine how things would go if you did and she came in to find you sitting talking to a naked woman in your tub!" As she said it, she got that same sexy smile and I couldn't help but smile back at her. "Oh shit...you must think I'm some sort of loser...trick you into having sex and then show up on your doorstep months later like an ex-girlfriend. It's not like we even had a relationship -- although you did make me feel like more of a woman than I had in a long time. I really don't have a clue what I'm going to now. I don't want you to impose on you - I've got a job so I've got money coming in so I can likely get a place in a day or so. Is there any way I can crash here until then? I'd like to get the rest of my stuff out of his place before he throws it out or trashes it. "
"Look, when my fiancΓ© dumped me, I was totally lost, really hurt and a more than a little depressed. A buddy of mine told me not to worry about planning too far ahead for a while -- to focus on getting through one day at a time and that really helped. Right now you're here, you're warm and you're safe -- we'll worry about tomorrow in the morning. How about something hot to eat and drink, do you have any dry clothes in the suitcase?"
"Food sounds great, some wine would be awesome and I'd really appreciate it if you'd bring my suitcase in I'm not sure what I packed but there should be something in there I can wear."
"No problem" I told her, grabbed her suitcase, took it to her and threw her wet clothes in the dryer. I put on a bit more pasta than I'd planned on and had just put the extra plate, glass and some wine out when Tina came into the kitchen. Apparently she'd forgotten to pack a bra as her breasts pushed proudly against the T-shirt and even though the nipples weren't as hard as when she was cold and wet, I could clearly see them through it. Even though she looked like a 38C cup there was no noticeable sag and the yoga pants clung to her legs and butt just beautifully.
We talked a bit more through supper, she was slowly relaxing (I'm pretty sure the wine helped) and coming to terms with what had happened. By the time supper we finished supper and a few more glasses of wine it was almost 9pm. We just chilled together on the couch, watching tv and talking & I was quite surprised at how much we had in common. As the evening progressed I couldn't help but think back to the one night we'd had together, how good it had felt and now the fresh memories of seeing her naked in the tub. I must have started thinking too much about it because I was brought back to reality when I heard Tina saying, "Dave...hello Dave...am I boring you that badly or is it way past your bedtime?"
I tried to laugh it off and said, "Sorry Tina, no you're not boring me at all. I must have zoned out for a bit."
"Sure, here I am talking away with a good looking guy I find him staring off into space. What were you thinking about?"
Her voice and a bit of playfulness in it but I could tell she was also a little bit upset so I figured I'd better tell her the truth. "Well, when you were in the bath and asked if I remembered the last time we were together I didn't think that was a good time to tell you how much I liked it and that I thought I felt something more than just a sexual thing. I've spent lots of nights by myself thinking about it and thinking 'what if?' When I saw you at the door tonight I know my heart sped up and when you dropped the towel to get into the tub I was so tempted to join you but I thought I'd better not. It's been a long time since I've enjoyed spending a whole evening just talking and hoping that I wasn't the only one that was feeling like there was a definite spark between us. You seemed to be so happy and relaxed that I didn't want to say anything in case I was wrong and upset you."
As I was talking she was moving closer and by the time I finished she was so close that the only thing that made sense was to put my arms around her and kiss her wonderfully sexy lips. I remembered her kiss from our first time together but this was a bit different, it was slower and more intimate than I remembered. After a few seconds we pulled apart, looked at each other for a moment and then moved back together for an even longer, hotter kiss. I'd started getting hard when our lips first touched and by the time we pulled away from the second kiss I was hard enough that there was no way I could get up off the couch without her seeing the bulge.
She looked up at me, smiled and said, "Wow, that was pretty much what I'd been thinking for the last few hours too but I was too afraid that it was just me to say anything either. Where do we go from here?"