The paperwork was recorded and I was officially single - again. My marriage was over more then a year ago but neither of us was willing to admit it. We tried everything - counseling, workshops, retreats, romantic getaways - nothing worked. The only woman I wanted to be with wanted me too. The only problem was that she wasn't my wife. She was married to a guy my wife worked with. Her ex-husband and my ex-wife introduced us. I kind of figured it was their fault.
I'd waited a year to make a move. Tonight I was going to call her and ask her on a date. I reached over to drop my keys in the bowl by the front door. There was a DVD in it waiting for me. It said, 'Watch This & Call Me'. The handwriting was delicate and feminine. I recognized it immediately. I put it in the player and turned on the TV. As it cued up, I poured a drink and loosened my tie. There was my girl on the screen with a big smile on her face.
From the first time we'd talked about our divorces, she'd made it clear that her marriage was over and she was available. But that wasn't enough for me. I may not be a good man but I've never cheated and I've never slept with another man's wife. It's not much to brag about but it was something I'm proud of and I wasn't going to change now. I wasn't gong to start a relationship with her on a bad note. I wanted to be straightforward and honest from the very beginning. I'd held back and asked her to do so as well. She'd gone along with it but still teased me at every opportunity. I guess she just couldn't resist doing it one more time.
The video started with a shot of my living room sofa. The camera panned around the room, then up her long legs. She was sitting on a stool wearing a tiny pink g-string and a cropped t-shirt that said 'Slut' across the front in big white letters. The letters were stretched out tight across her full chest, shifting and moving enticingly as she squirmed in her seat.
She said, "I hope you don't mind that I used your spare key. I want to to sit you down on that sofa and give you a show like this." As she spoke she ran her hands over her stomach to lift the shirt and expose the lower curve of her breasts. She reached under her shirt and squeezed her tit. While she did, she ran her other hand down her side and over her hip to cup her pussy though the pink lace. Her head fell back and she began to move her hips like she was riding my cock. Soon, she slid her hand up to pinch her nipple. I could see her squeeze one breast under her shirt and abuse the other through the fabric of her shirt.
She licked her lips and said, "See how hard and long my nipples get, Baby? I'll bet you can't wait to lick and suck them for me while I grind against you."