I hoped she'd get better, I wanted to help her, but nothing worked. We had tried AA and then the treatment centers, and counseling. I don't know how many different counselors I went to, no, she went to. I tried, but it just wouldn't work, in fact I can't remember the last time I saw her sober.
"My name? I'm Lawrence Edwards, Lawrence J. Edwards to be exact. The J stands for James, which was my father's name and my grandfather's name."
Yeah, in her day she was something. So beautiful and slender too, oh I know she put on a few pounds as she got older, but she remained beautiful. Even after the times she fell down or banged herself on a drawer or something. I mean she'd bruise up, so clumsy, but they'd go away and she was beautiful again.
"Address? Well I live at 1451 Twelfth Street, lived there with her since we got married. Yeah, when we saw the house we just had to have it, since it was near the park.
"Oh, okay, just answer your questions, sure."
She always loved the park; I remember we'd go for walks, through the park. We went on picnics too; we'd find a place under the trees, far away from anyone else. We first made love on a picnic, all alone in the shade, it was so wonderful. I remember how nervous she was, but I convinced her it would be okay.
I unbuttoned her blouse and slid her bra up over her breasts, even then they were fairly large, certainly more than a handful. After teasing her nipples with my fingers, I took them in my mouth and sucked. That got her hot, so hot that when I moved my hand to her panties, I could feel the wetness right through them. Moving the crotch of the panties aside my fingers slid into her so easily.
"Where was I? I was at work, all day, but I already told you this.
"Oh right, the lie detector, right. I'll do anything to help you with the investigation."
We so enjoyed exploring each other's bodies back then, each touch, kiss and sensation was so new, so magical for us. I pulled her panties off and stuffed them in my jacket pocket in case we saw someone coming all she needed to do was cover herself up with the skirt.
I loved how she touched me, when I unzipped my pants and took my cock out. She had felt it before through my pants, but this was so new, her touching my skin like that. She even leaned over and kissed it, right on the tip. How I wanted her to put it in her mouth, but instead, she leaned back and opened her legs.
That was the first time I had seen her pussy. I wanted to just look at it, but we needed to hurry, afraid someone might come by. Climbing on top of her, she helped me put my cock inside her. She told me she wasn't a virgin, so I didn't worry about it hurting her, but I moved slowly anyway. Oh and it felt so good, how could I have known she could feel that good. I pushed into her maybe three times and then I pulled it out, shooting my sperm over her thighs and pussy. Even got a little on her skirt, but we quickly wiped it up.
"The last time I saw her in the morning, as I left for work."