I had been divorced for about two years and on the dating circle, but not doing well. I met Jane in a bar; she was flirting shamelessly with every good-looking man who approached her. She stood about 5 feet five and weighed no more than 100 pounds she was beautiful, blonde hair, blue eyes, small perfectly formed breasts, a body to die for, perhaps 25 years old. The type of girl who I had always I admired from afar but never had the nerve to do more than watch. During the evening I caught her eye a couple of times and she smiled at me. I was hooked for the rest of the evening I could do no more than watch. It appeared that she was there with three friends. They were all dancing with different men throughout the evening. However, my blonde seemed to have the most admirers and danced almost continuously. Eventually she seemed to settle on one. She was all over him and his hands were all over her. About midnight they left with his arm around her and her clinging to him. I was shocked, there was no doubt about what they were about to be doing. I had to face the bar carefully to hide the raging erection I had from the thought of that innocent looking young woman with that 6', 200lb man between her legs.
However, the following week found me back in the same bar watching again as she arrived around 10pm with the same group of friends and went through the same process. Only this time she stayed the entire evening and left with her friends. Two or three times she glanced at me and smiled, causing my heart to pound in my chest. I still was unable to get up enough nerve to ask her to dance. This continued for about four more weeks each Thursday evening. Once more I noticed her leaving hanging on to the same guy she had left with the first time that I had seen her. I had in the meantime figured out who he was. His name was Tim Smail he was an ex minor league football player who worked as a salesman for a local real estate company. I understood that he was engaged to be married and I knew for sure that this was not the girl he was engaged to. I again couldn't help imagining this pair in bed, her legs wrapped around him. My cock was so hard it ached.
Then, one evening as I stood watching her inconspicuously, she left her friends and walked over to me, I was stunned as she took my hand and led me to the dance floor. She was a wonderful dancer. The balance of the evening went by in a haze as we danced talked and drank. About midnight she took my hand and said, "come on, you've been watching me for a long time you're taking me home tonight". When I got to her home I discovered that she had two children from a failed marriage who were in bed. She sent the babysitter home and her and I spent the rest of the night talking. We did make out a bit but we never made it to the bedroom that night. Before I left I had asked her out for the following night. From then on, we were an item although both of us had busy schedules at work we were able to see each other every Thursday Friday and Saturday nights. She was not only the girl of my dreams she was the best thing in bed that I had ever known. We made love in every way possible, I found that my very favorite was to lie between her legs or in the 69 position and lick and suck on that wonderful pussy for hours. She was so sweet and tasty, even after I had cum in her tight little hole I thought nothing of going down on her and cleaning her out. A few times when she was really climbing for her climax and I had cum too soon, she would roll me to my back and placing a knee on either side of my face she would lower her pussy onto my mouth for me to give her that queen of all comes, as I gazed upward across her breast to those Beautiful blue eyes.
Then one Wednesday I received a phone call from her. Hi honey she said, "Look, you don't have to agree and I will do what you think best, but, my girlfriends have been asking me to go over to the Bug with them for a girl's night on Thursday. What do you think?" The Bug is the nickname of a town about 5 miles from us and across the border in the US.
I had no problem with that and suggested that yes, she should go, it wasn't fair of me to demand all of her time. Thus, started the habit of her going out with the girls every Thursday night. Our schedule changed from then on so that I came directly to her house every Friday from work and stayed there until I went back to work on Monday morning. That gave her and I two nights out, a family day on Saturday and a movie and cuddle day and night on Sundays as the kids went to their fathers from Saturday evening until Monday morning. I soon found that on Thursdays I was quite lonely and often would drive past her house at about the time she would get home after the bar is closed but I didn't stop because I wanted her to have her own evening off. Then one Friday evening I picked her up we had a lovely evening as usual. She did mention that her girlfriend's car had broken down the night before and that they had to hitch a ride home with a friend who had been in the same bar at the time.
When I asked who the friend was she told me that it was Tim Smail. When I heard the name, I remembered that he had been the guy that she had left the bar with a couple of times several months ago, just before we met. I felt my cock rise in my pants on hearing this. I hadn't thought much about it at the time except that I had been very jealous of him for the beautiful girl who was clinging to him as he left the bar and of what he was obviously about to do with her. Also, I couldn't forget what watching them leave together had caused my cock to do. I had gotten immediately hard each time that had happened. I felt my cock get instantly hard in my pants as what might have happened sank into my mind. This was a man whom had been screwing my girlfriend before me. Then I realized what was happening and suddenly it hit me, I was hard thinking about another man screwing my girl. What kind of man did that? "I remember him, I thought he had gotten married, what was he doing out at a bar without his fiancé".
"Oh, he's not getting married until a week from Saturday so he was just out for a couple of drinks in the evening, his fiancé is busy making wedding arrangements so he was left on his own".
I couldn't keep myself from probing further, "I'll bet he dropped you off last didn't he"?
She squirmed a little bit but finally answered, "Yes he did, why would you ask that"?
"How could I not ask that? You're young, single gorgeous and hotter then hell, what red-blooded man in his right mind wouldn't drop you off last? I'll bet he even convinced you to invite him in for a coffee, right! Besides, remember when I was just watching you in the bar, when I didn't have the nerve to approach you? I do remember that he was a special friend of yours. I remember how you danced with him. How could I blame him for trying to get a little of this"? As I talked to her I was stroking her body from top to bottom kissing her nipples and her boobs my hand went to her pussy and found her wet and squirming. I rolled on top of her and slipped my cock into her dripping pussy. I'll bet he even convinced you come in here for a little playing around, didn't he?"
Oh, she moaned as she lifted her hips and pulled me into her, "you're so bad you're making love to me and asking me about another man how could you do that"?
"I don't know why", I replied, "but it sure as hell turned me on thinking about my girlfriend having and old boyfriend up to her bedroom for a booty call especially when it's only a week and a half before he's going to marry another woman".
Ohh, Ohh she moaned as she raised to me, her arms were around my back and she was digging her nails into me, "Oh you are so bad. I couldn't help myself, he is really good in bed and when he got me in the house and started making out with me I had to have him one more time before he gets married. When we got in the living room and started making out he just picked me up and carried me to the bedroom he threw me down on the bed right where I am now, stripped off my clothes and put it in me. I was crazy for it by then and couldn't resist at all. His cock is really big and once he got the head into me I just had to have it all. I'm sorry honey, I didn't mean to cheat on you, but he and I have been sex buddies since we were teenagers. We never liked each other much, but we always connected in bed. You know how bad my marriage was, when I couldn't stand it any longer, I would call Tim and meet him for a quickie to take the edge off. Now he's getting married and won't be there anymore. I just felt the world closing in and when he brought me home, I just had to have it one last time. I'm sorry, but that's what happened. Now you're going to hate me."
