Iāve been divorced from Nellie for about 5 years. She has custodial care of our kids, so I still see her often, every other Friday when I go to pick them up for the weekend.
Last Friday, when I arrived at her house, nobody answered the door when I rang the bell. Sometimes, my daughters are in their rooms getting ready when I get there and donāt hear me at the door, so I used my key and went in. I shouted out āHello!ā when I got inside, but heard no response. I went to the bottom of the stairs and yelled my daughtersā names, but again, I got no answer. I did hear some muffled music and what sounded like laughter, so I headed up the stairs to knock on their doors. When I got to the second-floor balcony landing however, I could see that the girlsā doors were already open, but the lights were off. I could still hear the music though, and realized it was coming from my exās room, which did have the door shut. I got rather embarrassed thinking she was in there with her boyfriend and went back down the stairs.
I was unsure as to what I should do next, but was angry that the girls werenāt home. I didnāt want to further my embarrassment by interrupting my ex, but it was my weekend with my daughters and I wanted to get going. I went back out to my car and called Nellie on my cell. She was laughing when she answered, and said āHelloā in the deep, throaty voice she always came from her when she was aroused. Needless to say, I wasnāt surprised to hear it. I told her where I was and asked where the girls were. She told me that they were over at her brotherās house for a birthday party and would be home soon. She then told me that I could come inside the house and watch TV while I waited. Wanting to spoil her fun, I told her I would, and then did.
I got inside and turned on the tube and made myself comfortable. After about 5 minutes, I could hear the muffled laughing again, followed by the long, low moan my ex makes when she cums. I was now really pissed ā not only did I not interrupt her fun, but she was making sure I knew what was going behind the closed doors. I told myself I would wait just another couple minutes and then go out to my car. I was just standing up to leave when I heard my name being called, like a question, my name being drawn out as long as possible. I realized that it wasnāt my ex and thought for a second that it was one of my daughterās, but quickly realized that they wouldnāt be calling me by name. The voice was familiar, but I just couldnāt place it. Obviously, it was coming from upstairs, so I went up to see what was going on. Nellieās bedroom door was now open a crack and I called her name. The same voice I heard before called out again, telling me to come in.
The sex that my ex and I had was VERY good. However, it was also VERY vanilla, and not frequent enough for my tastes. Before we had kids, we had sex 5 or six times a week. Sometimes, we would spend the day naked and screw all over the apartment. I didnāt mind that it was only missionary or doggie style, with little if any oral (she didn't giving or getting), nothing the cold be considered out of the ordinary ā not even soft porn, or even the mention of anal. After we had kids though, the 5 or 6 times a week turned into once, maybe twice, a month ā and only then if I practically begged her for it. This wasnāt the cause of our divorce (although I still donāt know what was), but it didnāt make me want to fight it too hard. So, I was totally unprepared when I walked into her room.
The lights were down low and Nellie was naked on her back on the bed, her head hanging over the edge just a little. She was in the ā69ā position with another woman and was sliding a huge, thick black dildo in and out of the womanās pussy. She looked at me upside-down, took a long, slow lick of her girlfriendās clit, smiled and said āHi!ā Her girlfriend moaned with the lick and then turned her head and also said āHi!ā I then got my second shock in as many seconds ā her āgirlfriendā was her sister Kellie! I was dumbfounded, but my dick wasnāt! It was practically ripping through my jeans!