Dads New Wife Pt 02 Carla

DAD'S NEW WIFE PART 2 - CARLA

Author's note: This story is not about Tonya, my dad's wife. But it is a follow-up to part 1, which was about her. It has a couple of the same characters and a new one.

CHAPTER 1

I had been in my new place and at my new job for about 3 months. Dad and Tonya had visited 2 weeks after I moved in so Dad could see my new place. He said he liked it and was proud of me with my new job and my own place. They visited twice more after that. I had been to see them a couple times as well. And I had taken Tonya some more weed when I went. She told me she had talked to Dad about getting high and he agreed and that it had greatly enhanced their sex life. I later learned that this was a lie.

Tonya called me one day and said that she was going to be in my area that Saturday with a friend of hers and asked if she could stop by and pick up some weed. If I could get any. I told her of course she could. She said whatever I could get would be fine. Just some out of my bag if I couldn't get more. I assured her it would not be a problem. She said they would be there about 2 PM.

CHAPTER 2

Tonya and her friend got to my place just shortly after 2. I answered the doorbell and greeted the 2 pretty ladies. Tonya introduced us. Her friend's name was Carla. That sounded familiar for some reason. I shook Carla's hand and said it was nice to meet her. I hugged Tonya and told them to have a seat. I asked if they wanted anything to drink and they both said no. We sat and talked a little bit. Then Tonya asked if I had the stuff. She said, "Carla's cool. She smokes, too. We've been friends for years and used to get high together all the time."

I went to my bedroom and got the baggie I had for her. She asked me how much it was and I told her don't worry about it. But she said she knows stuff is really high these days and insisted on paying me. So I told her and she paid me. Then she asked if we wanted to smoke a little now.

Carla asked, "Tonya, are you sure that's a good idea?"

"It's fine. Nothing to worry about."

I said, "Sure. Why not?" It was too cold outside on the balcony as it was the middle of November so I opened a window and turned a fan on to blow the smoke out. We took a couple of bong hits each. That was enough as it was pretty good stuff.

We were sitting and talking when Tonya said she said she had to pee. She went to the bathroom leaving Carla and I sitting on the couch alone. At one point in the conversation

she said, "Tonya told me all about you. How you got her high that day she came home upset."

That worried me a little. "Oh really? What all did she say?"

"Just that you came to stay with her and Russell when you got out of college. Then got a job and your own place. That you were sweet and handsome. And got her high."

"Is that all?"

"Yeah. Pretty much. Why?"

"Nothing. Just wondered."

She said, "My husband and I split up a few months ago. "That's what Tonya was upset about that day."

"Oh. Yeah. That's why your name sounded familiar when Tonya introduced us. She mentioned her friend's name was Carla. That was the first time we got high together. She started drinking to feel better and I said it might be better to smoke than drink and she agreed and we did. Anyway, sorry to hear about your break up."

"Thank you."

It had been a while and Tonya hadn't returned yet. I said, "It seems to be taking her a long time. Should you go check on her?"

"Yeah, maybe." Carla went to see if she was okay and came back a minute later. "She's passed out on your bed. But she's okay."

"Passed out? From that little bit we smoked? We smoked together before and it didn't affect her that bad."

"That's not all she had. There's something about Tonya you probably don't know. It might not be my place to say, but I'm going to anyway in the hopes that it will help her. Tonya has umm..... had a problem with drugs in the past. She got clean a few years ago and was doing good. She went to meetings for a while but had stopped. I don't know if your Dad knows any of this either. Well, apparently she's relapsed. She was high when she picked me up this morning. I don't know on what."

"Oh fuck. Did my giving her pot set her off?"

"I don't know. I don't know when it started. But if she was drinking that day you mentioned probably not. She had probably already started."

"What do we need to do? Take her to the hospital? Is she going to be okay? She didn't OD, did she?"

"She's okay. She didn't OD. She just needs to sleep it off. Is it okay if we just let her sleep on your bed for a while?"

"Sure. Yeah. Whatever. I didn't know."

"I know you didn't. And it's not your fault."

"I never would have offered her any if I had known. Or supplied her more."

"Yeah. But you didn't know."

"Do you need to go home or anything? I can take you if you do."

"No. I'm good. I can wait on her. But thanks for offering. "She told me you are a sweet guy and she's right."

"You seem to be a really good friend to her and I'm glad she has you."

CHAPTER 3

Carla and I decided to get some lunch while we waited for Tonya to wake up. I ordered take out to be delivered from Frank's, a local diner close to my apartment. Just burgers and fries. We ate and got to know each other a little bit. She was a little younger than Tonya. 29. They had met through a mutual friend and just started hanging out together. And, yes, they did used to get high together. Carla said she had introduced Tonya to another friend of hers who was in NA when Tonya started having problems and that was when she had gotten clean. That was about 5 years ago.

After we finished eating Carla said she liked the artwork I had hanging on my walls. I told her most of it was by a friend of mine who is an artist. She went around looking at them. I watched her. She was a very pretty girl. About 5 foot 4, 110 lbs., short, wavy black hair, blue eyes, nice figure. She's one of those girls with hips and a butt just slightly larger than the rest of them. Not fat by any means, just a 'fat bottom girl' as Freddie Mercury sang about. I kinda like the big bottom. Her breasts were the perfect size for her frame. Not too big and not too small. She was wearing blue jeans, a sweater, and boots with fur around the top. I thought she looked very nice. I told her about the paintings I knew about. What Paul had told me inspired them. There were 2 that I had asked him to do for me. One of a lake surrounded by trees with a beach and fishing area, and 1 of the house where I was born and raised. I said they reminded me of happier times before Mom and Dad split.

She said that was sweet and that she loved them also. She said that Paul is very good. And he is.

We sat and talked some more. At one point she started crying a little and I asked what was wrong. She said, "Oh. It's nothing."

"It can't be nothing or you wouldn't be crying."

"It's just that something you said earlier made me a little sentimental. When you said the paintings reminded you of happier times before your mom and dad split. I thought of happier times before Ronnie and I split. We WERE happy at one time. Then he decided he wanted somebody else."

I handed her a tissue and slid over and hugged her and held her. "I'm sorry."

"No. It isn't your fault. I'm sorry I got emotional. I guess it just still hurts."

"It's okay. It's good to let your feelings out."

"I hate the bastard. He had an affair then left me for her. But I loved him. And I thought he loved me."

"I'm sure he did. How could anyone not? I bet he'll regret leaving you some day."

She looked up at me and smiled. "You really are a sweet guy. A little naive maybe, but sweet."

I wiped the tears away from under her eyes with a finger. "Thank you for listening," she said. Then she kissed me. Just a peck on the lips. She pulled back and looked at me a second then kissed me again. For a few seconds this time. I liked it. Her lips felt and tasted good. When she kissed me next time I put a hand behind her head, held her in place, and locked my mouth to hers. Her tongue touched my lips and I spread them and sent my tongue out to meet hers. We embraced and made out this way for probably 5 minutes.

We separated and she said, "Is it just me or is it getting hot in here?"

"It's definitely getting hot in here." As I said this she was lifting her sweater over her head. She had a blue blouse on underneath it. She came in for another kiss. I willingly obliged. She started nibbling on my neck. She came back up and stuck her tongue in my ear.

She whispered in my ear, "Will you love me?"

"I'd love nothing more! You are beautiful and sexy."

"Then take me."

She locked her lips to mine again. While we kissed I started working the buttons of her blouse loose. She pulled back and watched my hands as I undid her shirt. She looked up at my face as I spread the sides of her open blouse to see her body. She was wearing a pretty, light blue bra. She smiled when I smiled and said, "Niice!!" I squeezed one of her bra covered breasts and put my other hand behind her head to pull her lips into mine. I gently squeezed and fondled her breasts while I kissed her. She laid her hand on my thigh and was rubbing it. I moved both of my hands to the open sides of her blouse and slid it back off of her shoulders. She cooperated as I worked it down off her arms and tossed it on the chair where she had tossed her sweater. I kissed her shoulder, down her upper chest, and finally the upper swells of her breasts above her bra cups. As I was kissing there she reached back and unclasped her bra. When I saw that it was loose I slid my hands up under the cups to her bare breasts. I squeezed and massaged both of her tits and felt her nipples hardening. I slid the straps off her shoulders and removed the bra completely. I first kissed her lips again then went down to kiss those gorgeous tits. "God, they're beautiful. They're perfect," I told her. And they were. Perfect size. Perfect shape. So firm, yet so soft. I couldn't get enough of them. I used my hands and lips both to love them and to bring her pleasure. And it did.

"That feels wonderful, Brian. I love your hands and lips. You make me feel so good." Her hand had made it's way to my crotch and was squeezing my hard dick through my pants. She stopped rubbing my cock and started lifting my shirt. I raised up and let her pull it over my head. Then I pulled her against me so I could feel her bare tits against my bare chest. Her hard nipples were like 2 little pointed arrows pressing against my skin. It felt divine. She got up and straddled my legs and sat down on my lap without ever parting our lips. I ran my hands all over her bare upper torso. I wanted to suck her tits some more and lowered my head to them. I sucked, licked, and kissed all over them. I sucked on her nipples and gently bit down on them, making her squeal with delight.

After another minute or two I started standing up and she got off of my lap. "Want to go to the bedroom?" I asked. She just smiled and nodded her head. I led her by the hand to my bedroom. The one Tonya was in was the spare. We stood beside the bed and kissed. I grasped her ass cheeks and squeezed them through her jeans. She unbuckled and unzipped my jeans and pushed them down. I kicked my shoes off and stepped out of my pants. She had pushed my underwear down while I did that and was now stroking my hard cock.

She looked in my eyes, smiled, and said, "Mmm. That's a nice cock you got there. I'm gonna enjoy this."

"No fair. I'm the only one naked here." I gently eased her back onto the bed. She sat on her butt. I knelt at her feet and started removing her boots. She leaned back onto her elbows and watched. Her boots had a zipper on the side. I unzipped and pulled them both off. Then her socks. I lifted each foot to my mouth and kissed it and sucked her toes into my mouth.

She giggled and said, "That tickles. But I like it. It feels good." I stood up and leaned over and kissed her belly. I kissed up to her breasts and nibbled her nipples again. Then I kissed downwards, to the top of her jeans. I raised up a little and started undoing the button on the waistband. She sucked her belly in to make it looser. I looked up at her face and smiled at her as I slowly unbuttoned the other 2 buttons that held her jeans together. I leaned over and kissed the exposed area where her fly was open. I saw her matching light blue panties underneath. I grasped the waist of her pants and pulled downwards. She raised her hips so I could get them over her hips and ass. I gazed at her beauty as I pulled them down her legs and off of her feet. She was still half sitting up, leaning back on her elbows watching me.

"You are so, so beautiful," I said. I lifted her right foot to my mouth again and kissed all over it. Then up to her ankle and on to her calf. I held her leg up with one hand and ran my other one up and down it's length. I lowered that leg and repeated the same thing on the other one. She truly did have marvelous legs. Nicely shaped, smooth, and tan. She was nicely tanned all over. Must go to a tanning salon. When I reached the knee of her second leg I lowered it and started alternating back and forth between left and right inner thighs. I wanted to just bury my face in her crotch and taste her pussy, but I wanted to taste every inch of her before that. I could tell she was getting anxious also, because she was raising her hips up towards me and saying, "Oh fuck. You're driving me crazy."

Even before I got to her crotch I could smell her arousal. We all know the smell of aroused pussy. I ran my tongue along the legband of her panties one each side. She had her hands on my head now trying to guide my tongue to her pussy and raising her hips off the bed. I licked at the wet spot on her panties and tasted her for the first time. She pulled my head in tight and said, "Oh fuck fuck fuck. Yeah. Oh God."

I stopped and pulled her panties off. Her pussy was gorgeous. I guess they all are. It had black hair all around it but it was trimmed short and looked beautiful. It glistened with moisture. I ran my finger up and down between her lips. Then I finally brought my mouth to her hot, wet pussy and kissed her bare lips. She jumped and squealed. I licked up and down and kissed all over. I stuck my tongue into her and worked it all around, driving her wild. She held my head to her crotch while I ate her delicious pussy. Then she pushed my face away and said, "Come up here." I got on the bed beside her and she pushed me back to lay down.She leaned over and took my dick in her mouth. Her pretty little head bobbed up and down on my cock. She stopped moving her head up and down but kept my dick in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around and around the head of it. She pulled her mouth off and ran her tongue up and down it. She took my balls in her hand and gently massaged them. I pushed her head away from my cock. I wanted to cum in her pussy not her mouth. "I want to be inside you. Is that okay?"

"More than okay."

I rolled her onto her back and got between her legs. She held my cock and guided it between her pussy lips. I pushed forward and entered her. I leaned over and kissed her and just held still with my hard dick in her pussy. I started slowly and gently pulling back a little then sliding in again. Slow and steady. Easy and gentle. I wanted to make love to Carla. Not the hard, raw, animal sex I had with other girls, Tonya included. She pushed her hips up towards me and moaned over and over as I slid my cock in and out. I raised up on my knees and gazed down at her and watched the pleasure on her face. I also watched her tits jiggle around as I fucked her. I reached down and fondled them and caressed them as I made love to her. She told me, "You're a fantastic lover. Keep doing what you're doing. It feels so good." I held her ass cheeks in my hands and lifted her hips to meet mine. She raised her legs to point up toward the ceiling and I took my hands off her ass and took hold of her ankles. I laid her legs across my shoulders and continued thrusting into her. I increased my pace and started thrusting harder. She said, "Oh yeah. That's it. Fuck me, Baby, Fuck me." I knew she was getting close. She was bucking her hips up to meet my thrusts. I was close, too. I reached down and cupped her breasts and squeezed them. I lay down onto her and locked my lips to hers and kissed her passionately. I pistoned my cock in and out of her spasming pussy as she started cumming and screaming my name. She said, "Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Yes. That's it. Fuck me." I came also and emptied a massive load into her hot, wet, dripping pussy. I collapsed on top of her and we kissed and caressed each other for a good 5 minutes.

At last I rolled over and leaned on an elbow beside her. "I do believe that was the best sex I ever had."

"I totally agree. You are a fantastic lover."

"It was all you. You can't be a good lover unless you have a good partner."

"Yes. And it works both ways."

We kissed some more then got cleaned up and dressed. We checked in on Tonya and she was still out.

CHAPTER 4

Carla and I sat and talked and had a cold drink. She said, "I guess I should wake Tonya up and get her home."

"Yeah. I guess. Do you think I should say anything to Dad? I don't know if he knows anything about her having a problem before or not."

"For her sake, probably. I know what she was like. She's going to need help."

"Yeah. I know another guy, Luke, who had to go to rehab. So, yeah, I guess I'll tell Dad and he can do whatever he needs to. Thank you for telling me. And I guess I should take back what I gave her today."

"She'd probably just get more somewhere else."

"Yeah. You're right. You're a good friend to her. That makes me happy."

"Thank you. And thanks for today. I had a really good time."

"Hey. Before we wake her and you go. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. What?"

"Well. Would you umm, maybe, umm, like to go out sometime? With me? To eat or a movie or something? If you don't want to it's okay. I understand. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. You going through a divorce and all."

She put her finger to my lips to make me stop talking. "Shhh. Stop talking. Yes. I'd love to. I like you and we had fun together. And you're a great kisser. Among other things."

"I like you, too. Did I say I think you're gorgeous?"

"Yeah. But I like hearing it again. Here's my number. Call me then I'll have yours. I'm free about any time."

"Great. I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too. But right now we better get Sleeping Beauty home."

"Okay."

She went in and woke Tonya. They came out in just a minute. Tonya acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary. She said, "I'm so sorry I fell asleep. I must have been exhausted. I haven't slept well lately."

"It's okay, Tonya. Carla and I had a nice day. You just get home and get some rest. I'll see you later."

"Okay. See you soon."

CHAPTER 5

I called Dad and asked if he could meet me for a cup of coffee at Starbuck's the next day. He said "Sure."

I told him about my offering to get Tonya high when she came home upset. He knew I smoked, so I wasn't worried about that. I also told him about giving her more after that. Then I told him about yesterday. What Carla had told me. He told me that she had told him in the beginning that she had been in rehab before. But that she was cured and it wouldn't be a problem again. He said he didn't know anything about addiction but that he had heard of people relapsing. He also said that there had been a few times when he thought she was acting pretty strange and maybe that would explain it. I asked when she had started acting strange and he said just a couple of months after they were married. That made me feel a little better at least. That would have before I even got there, so maybe I'm not the one that caused it. He thanked me for my honesty and said he would take care of it. As to what happened after that with her is another story and that's not what this story is about.