My Nephew S Wife Paula Texts Me

MY NEPHEW'S WIFE - PAULA TEXTS ME

CHAPTER 1

It had been well over a year since Paula's release from jail on the theft charges. Gary had not heard anything from her. We didn't even know where she went when she was released. Maybe to her parent's home. As you recall, Gary is my nephew and Paula was his wife who got arrested for shoplifting. Their divorce became final about 2 months ago.

I got a text one day from a number I didn't recognize. It said: Hi Alex. I am working at Bonnie's Boutique in Mayfield. I am trying to contact friends and former customers to establish a new customer base here. And to reconnect. I'd love to see you if you need a haircut or just drop by and say hi. Or call if you want. If you don't I understand. Love, Paula.

I didn't respond as I was unsure if it would be appropriate with her being my nephew's ex and all.

CHAPTER 2

A few weeks later I was in Mayfield on business. I saw Bonnie's Boutique while I was sitting at a stoplight and remembered Paula's text. I thought it couldn't hurt to stop in and say hi at least. She hadn't done anything to me and we had always been close. Aside from the teasing and the sex, I mean. So I finished up my business and went back to the boutique.

Paula was working on a woman's hair when I went in. She didn't see me and I told the girl at the front desk that I was here to see Paula if she had a minute. She said she was free after this customer and she would put my name on the list next. I told her I didn't need a cut I just wanted to say hi and I could wait. She told me I could take a seat. I sat and watched Paula working. She still looked great. She was wearing a pair of black slacks and a white blouse. Very conservative, but nice. Her hair was shorter and hung loose around her shoulders. She eventually spotted me sitting there and her face lit up. She said something to the lady she was working on and ran over to me. I stood up and we hugged and she said she was so glad to see me. And I told her how good it was to see her, also. She said she would be done in about 15 minutes then she would be free. She asked if I was there for a haircut and I said "No. I was in town and just thought I'd drop by and say hi."

"Can you wait while I finish up and we can talk?" I told her I could and sat back down. When she was done I asked if she wanted to get some lunch. She said that would be nice. We went to Applebee's just down the street.

She said again how good it was to see me. That she thought long and hard before getting enough courage to contact me. She said she wasn't sure if I would talk to her. I told her she hadn't done anything to me. And I was glad she did contact me.

We made small talk while we ate. Catching up on where we were each at in our lives, what she was doing now, where she was living. I asked if she wanted a drink or a beer after our meal and she said, "Thanks, but no. I don't know if you ever knew it or not but I had a problem with drugs. I got clean in jail and I'm going to stay clean."

"No. I did not know that." I didn't order a drink either. "I knew you liked to party and drink and smoke pot, but I didn't know it was a problem for you."

"Yeah. I hid it pretty well from you and Gary and the guys we hung out with. But I had another group of friends that I did harder stuff with. We'd get fucked up and go on shoplifting sprees. Until I got busted."

"Oh. Well I'm glad you got straightened out."

She told me she went to her parents when she first got out of jail. After getting a job and paying her fines and restitution she moved in with a girlfriend and they split expenses. She still had to see a probation officer once a month for the next 6 months and stay out of trouble.

I told her not much had changed in my life. She asked about Gary. I told her he was pretty fucked up after all that went down but was doing pretty well now. She said she was really sorry she hurt him like that. But she was glad I didn't hate her.

"You never did anything to me. That I didn't like, anyway." I chuckled and she did, too.

We talked another hour or so and went our separate ways with promises to stay in touch.

CHAPTER 3

I did not tell Gary that I had seen her. I know he had a really hard time getting over her. So I thought it best to let sleeping dogs lie. But I did text her a few weeks later and said I was ready for a haircut. Meaning just a haircut, not like before. Mayfield was only about 15 miles away so it wasn't like I had to travel a long way and I really did like the way she cut it. She made an appointment for me that Saturday at noon when I was off. She cut my hair and said I was her last one of the day as she only works a half a day on Saturdays. And asked if I wanted to grab some lunch. I said sure. We went to a Chinese restaurant nearby.

We had a good time talking and cutting up. Just like old times. I really enjoyed her company. I watched her walk away when she went to the ladies room. She was wearing jeans, tight but not overly so, and a pullover red top. Again tight but not like she used to wear. Her ass had a very nice swing as she walked. I thought it a shame she had gotten caught up in the lifestyle that she did, but I was glad she was out of it now. So maybe it was a good thing she got busted. It takes what it takes, as they say.

When she came back we paid and she asked if I wanted to see where she lived. That her roommate was out of town. I said "Sure. I'd love to."

I followed her to an apartment complex. It looked decent enough. Not real upscale, but not a drug haven, either. We went in and she gave me a tour. It was neat and clean. 2 bedrooms, kitchen/dining room combo, living room, 1 shared bath, and a utility room with a washer/dryer combo. "It's small, but we make it work. The biggest problem is sharing a bath." she said. "That's a pain in the ass."

"I'm sure. But I like it. It's nice."

"Thank you. Would you like a cup of coffee? Or something cold to drink?"

"Coffee would be great." I sat on the couch while she made us both a cup of coffee. She joined me on the couch.

After talking for a little while she scooted over and hugged me. "I am so, so glad to reconnect with you. I always felt we were good friends. And I've pretty much left all my other friends behind because they were not good for me. Except Pam. That's who I share this place with. She's been my friend since high school and stuck with me through all my problems. So it's really nice to have you back in my life."

I hugged her against my side and said, "I'm glad you contacted me. I'm glad to see you doing well. And yes, I too, believe we were good friends. And I hope you're making some new ones."

"Not really. I don't go anywhere other than work and the P.O.'s office. Or the grocery store. No social life."

"You will. It'll take a little while."

"I know. I just get a little lonely sometimes. How about you? Anybody special in your life?"

"Not really. I've went out with a girl I met at work a couple of times. We slept together once. But neither of us felt that spark. We go out to clubs occasionally looking to meet someone, but that doesn't work. When they see you're with someone they think you're not available or looking for a threesome or something. So I'm gonna stop that, too."

"Oh. That's too bad. I always thought you were a great guy and any girl would be lucky to have you."

"Well thank you. It'll happen when it's supposed to, I guess."

She raised her head from my shoulder, looked at me, and said, "Maybe we can be friends again?"

"Of course. We already are. I think the world of you."

Then she asked, "Do you mind if I go in and take a shower real quick?"

"Of course. Go ahead. I'll just head on home."

"No. I want you to stay. Unless you want to go. Or got somewhere else to be. It'll only take me 10 minutes. I just need to rinse off. Have you ever had hair go down your collar when you got a haircut? You know how itchy and scratchy it feels?"

"Oh yeah. It's irritating as hell."

"That's how I feel after cutting people's hair. I just want to rinse off really, really quick and change clothes."

"Sure. Go ahead. Take as long as you want. I'll wait right here."

She was back out in not 10 minutes but 15. She had on a long t-shirt that hung down below her ass and hips. It made me wonder if she had anything on under it. She said, "Thanks. I feel much better."

"You certainly look more comfortable."

"I am. Want more coffee?"

"I think I'd rather have something cold."

"Tea? Lemonade? Soft drink?"

"Tea would be great."

She went to the fridge and got us each a glass of tea. When she bent over to get it from the fridge I saw that yes, she did have shorts on under the t-shirt. I was a little disappointed. But I hadn't come here expecting anything to happen anyway. Just as a friend.

She sat cross-legged on the couch beside me and said, "You don't have to stay. I shouldn't have asked you to. I'm sure you've got better things to do."

"I really don't have any plans. And I like hanging out with you. I'm enjoying being with you again. I missed you."

"Aww. Thank you. I missed you, too. And yeah. It is nice being together again. Like old times."

"Well. Not quite. Not all the partying this time. And that's good."

"Yeah. That is good." She scooted over and hugged me again. "Thanks for being my friend."

"Of course. You don't need to thank me for that. I like you. I want to be your friend. It's not something I'm doing for you."

"I know. But friends are scarce these days."

"Like I said. It'll happen. Give it time."

"You're so upbeat and positive. And supportive. I appreciate that."

She was still leaning against my side and hugging me with her head on my shoulder. I had my arm around her back hugging her. She lifted her head and looked at me for a moment.

"What?", I asked. "Do I have something in my teeth?"

"No." She pulled my head down and kissed me. Just a quick peck on the lips. Then pulled back briefly and looked at me again. Then kissed me again. A little longer. The man/animal in me woke up and I kissed her back. The third time our lips met I put my hand behind her head and held her lips to mine. I knew this shouldn't happen but, like I said, the man/animal was awake. Or tongues were soon dancing.

She pulled away and said, "Alex, I need you. I haven't had a man in almost 2 years and I need it bad."

"I'm not one to argue." She lifted her t-shirt over her head and bared her tits. They were just as spectacular as I remembered. Still stood up high and proud. She didn't have the tan she always had before but she was still beautiful. She reached down and pulled my shirt up and off. Then she got up, sat on my lap, and locked her lips to mine again. I pulled her against me and felt her bare breasts against my bare chest. I felt her nipples hardening. I reached between us and squeezed her right one while continuing to kiss her. Then the left one. They felt marvelous in my hands. So firm. Yet so soft and squeezable.

I dropped my hand to her leg and started running it all along her upper thigh. Then on the inside. Her legs parted. She slid a hand down to my crotch and squeezed my hard dick through my jeans. She smiled and asked, "What do we have here?"

"A surprise for you."

"Ohh. I love surprises."

"What about your roommate? Will she be back?"

"No. She's gone until Sunday night. But it wouldn't matter anyway. We made an arrangement that if one of us has a man over we hang a pair of panties on the bedroom doorknob so the other knows not to disturb them. I haven't had the opportunity yet." She stood up and took my hand to pull me up also. She led me by the hand to her bedroom. When we got inside she slid her shorts and panties off together. I was disappointed that I didn't get to take them off of her. She handed me her panties and said, "Hang these on the doorknob."

I held them up and looked at them. They were pink. Very sheer. And very skimpy. "Ohh. You naughty girl."

I hung her panties on the outside doorknob even though it was unnecessary as her roommate wouldn't be home tonight. Then I turned and admired her for a moment. She was truly a sight to behold. I already mentioned her fine tits. She had maintained her figure. Still had a slim waist, fucking gorgeous ass, and killer legs. Her pussy was highlighted by a small patch of blonde hair. Could've used a few tanning sessions maybe but she still looked incredible.

"Don't just stand there gawking. Get them pants off." I started undoing my jeans and she stepped up and helped me get them down and off my legs. Then she pushed my underwear down and grabbed my stiff cock. "Damn. I missed this." As she started stroking my hard cock with her soft hand I let my underwear drop and stepped out of them. She pulled me by my cock to the bed and pushed me back on it. Then she climbed up beside me. We scooted over to the center. She threw a leg over my head and lowered her pussy to my face. I kissed her lips and discovered she was already wet. She cried out as soon as my lips touched her vagina lips. Then she leaned over and took my cock into her mouth. She licked and kissed all along my shaft and fondled my balls while I licked and kissed her pussy lips and inserted my tongue into her. "Oh my God. That feels so fucking good," she said. I fucked her with my tongue for a minute then found her excited clit and sucked it into my mouth. I sucked it like a nipple for a minute then nibbled on it with my teeth. She screamed, started stroking my cock with her hand and sucking it at the same time. She started cumming and I opened my mouth wide to catch all I could and blasted a load into her throat at the same time.

She collapsed on top of me and rested there for a bit. I listened to her breathing hard and moaning and sighing. When she was able to get up and talk again she rolled off of me and said, "I hope you're not done yet."

"No ma'am. I ain't. Might just need a minute to recuperate."

She smiled and came in for a kiss. We kissed and tasted ourselves on each other's lips. I fondled her tits and she rubbed my cock until it started growing. Then she grasped it in her hand and stroked it. "That didn't take long."

"That's what you do to me."

I got up on my knees between her legs and guided my cock into her hot wet pussy. As I eased in she closed her eyes and moaned and said, "Oh yeah. Fuck. That's good." When I was fully in I started fucking in and out. Slowly and gently. I watched her as I fucked her. Her beautiful face was beaming. She had a huge smile. Her eyes started out closed then opened to watch me also. "Yeah. That's it. Just like that. Your cock feels so good in my pussy. God, I've needed this for so long." As I fucked her she squeezed her own tits. She reached down and rubbed her pussy. "Do you like it, Baby?"

"Oh yeah. I love it. You feel amazing. Your pussy is so tight." She started bucking her hips up to meet my thrusts.

I reached under and grabbed her ass cheeks. She started moaning louder and telling me "Harder. Faster." I knew she was getting close to cumming again. I fucked her harder and faster just like she asked. "Yeah. That's it, Baby. Keep it up. I'm almost there."

I didn't know if I could hold out until she came again or not but I was going to try. Fortunately it wasn't long. She started screaming and locked her legs around my waist. She thrust her pelvis against me and moved it all around as she came. I felt her hot juices running out around my cock and let loose with a load of my own. She kept her legs locked around me and I held her ass cheeks in my hands. As my cock deflated and popped out of her hole she unlocked her legs and dropped her ass to the bed.

"Holy fuck! That was incredible," she said breathlessly.

"I second that," I replied. "You are an amazing sex partner."

"Thank you. You're pretty damn good yourself."

We laid side by side talking for a few minutes. Then she said she wanted to rinse off in the shower again. And asked if I wanted to join her. I did. We washed each other then got out and dressed. I stayed about another hour then went home.

CHAPTER 4

I was laying in bed reading that night and got this text message: Hi stud. Today was the best day ever. I really enjoyed it. What would you say to making it a regular thing? Who knows? Perhaps it could turn into something more than just sex. It's already more than that to me. I was always attracted to you. Even when I was married to Gary. I loved him and he was good to me, but I always felt if I had met you first that we might have ended up together. I hope this doesn't scare you off but I needed to say it.

XX OO Paula.

I texted back: I would very much like to see where this goes. I always had a thing for you too. I am still very much attracted to you. It is much more to me than just friendship or sex also. We are going to have to talk and decide how to proceed. It will be pretty awkward with the family I'm afraid. XXOO Alex.

Oh shit. How would I ever explain it to Gary?