How long should a period of grieving last? I had been in an emotional funk for fourteen months after my wife of 16 years passed away suddenly from a car accident. About six months after the accident my friends and family encouraged me to go out, date, socialize, "it's time to let her go" they said. They had all the answers. I appreciate the fact that they were trying to help, but I was not really interested in them setting me up on blind dates, telling me what was good for me, inviting me over when a 'friend' they wanted me to meet would happen to be there, and so on. My wife was a beautiful woman that I loved very deeply. I knew I had to eventually get over her, but I didn't want too. I put on a pretty good front for my kids and coworkers, in fact I think the only reason I was able to function at all was because of my love and responsibility to our children.
I didn't have sex with anyone for those fourteen months, though I had chances. I just wasn't interested, whenever I spent time with a woman I was quick to find faults and things about her I didn't like. I compared them all to Lana. Lana and I had a relationship that got better through the years. We knew each other so intimately and we knew what each other liked and disliked, and when it came to sex, we were perfect together. When you've been married for 16 years it's hard to suddenly break habits it took years to form. Like I said, it had been a rough time. Until one week when, all of the sudden, my whole outlook changed.
I didn't feel like working this particular day so I had stayed home. The kids were in school, so I had the house to myself to feel sorry for myself. About 10:00am, I was surprised to hear the front doorbell ringing. Putting down my coffee cup, I went to answer it.
"Hi Daryl, I saw your car in the drive, I'm glad your home today, can I come in?"
It was Tess, she is about 35, married, white, and lives close by and had been my wife's good friend. I couldn't imagine why she had decided to pay me a visit, but I also couldn't think of a good reason not to let her in.
"Sure, come on in Tess. Want some coffee?"
"That'd be great, thanks."
I got her a cup of coffee and we went to the living room and sat down. I was dressed casually wearing only a jock strap and a pair of gym shorts. I always wear a jock strap because my cock is large and needs to be restrained. Tess on the other hand looked great. She had on a short sundress and a pair of strappy heels, she was wearing make up and I could smell perfume. Her toenails and fingernails were painted a pretty shade of red, she had a toe ring and an ankle bracelet. I sat on the sofa and Tess sat in a chair across from me. She seemed nervous as she opened the conversation.
"I suppose you're wondering why I stopped by."
"Well, yes, I guess you could say that."
"Well, I noticed you were home and I have been meaning to talk with you for quite some time. I need your help with a problem I've had for many months now."
"Really, how can I help?" I had no idea of the bomb she was about to drop on me.
"I'm going to be straight with you, I need a man, a real man. I need you to fuck me and I need you to do it today!" I choked on my coffee as I was floored by her forwardness. "Daryl, please give me a chance to explain."
"Does Bob know about your "problem"?"
"Yes, I have told him about some things, but he doesn't know I'm here. It's hard to explain it to him. You see he can't help me with this problem. In fact, he is the problem."
"Sounds to me like you need a marriage counselor."
"No, I don't need that. I know what my needs are and a marriage counselor doesn't have what I need, or the answers I'm looking for."
I was not prepared for this conversation and to buy some time to gather my thoughts, I quickly got up and excused myself to get more coffee. I was feeling a little light headed. What a bombshell. This woman, once my wife's close friend, just had enough nerve to come in my house, and almost demand that I fuck her? I returned to my seat.
"It must have took a lot of courage for you to come over here like this."
"It did, I have been thinking about confronting you for some time and I know I'm probably making a fool of myself, but I woke up so horny this morning. I took my kids to school and noticed that you were home and decided I had to talk to you. I've been horny for years and I have to do something about it."
"Tess, I don't think I can help you, you're married and have kids."
Tess looked down "I know, you have kids too and the last thing I want is for any harm to be done to anyone. In fact, my marriage is good for the most part. Bob is a good father, husband and provider. I enjoy his company and I love him, he fits the perfect husband stereotype, except for one very important area...sex. Bob is pretty good orally but, the truth is he has a real small dick, and I need more. It's to the point now that I can't ignore my needs any longer, and if you don't fuck me, I'll find someone else that will. I've been struggling with this for a long time and my decision has been made and is final. I'm not looking for a relationship, I just want sex, good hard sex once and a while with an attractive well hung man." Finding someone else to fuck her would be no problem as Tess was a damn nice looking and desirable lady. She was classy and sexy, and in the past I had often checked her out when ever the opportunity presented itself.
"Well, why do you think a man with size is what you need?"
"Because there is also nothing more frustrating than having an orgasm and then wanting to be fucked, fucked really good, only to be let down by having a man with a three and a half inch dick crawl on top of you." The frustration was evident in her tone.
"And how would you know if I'm hung? What makes you think I'm the man you need."
Tess hesitated, took a sip of coffee, then looked me right in the eyes. "Lana and I talked a lot, she knew of my frustrations... and you know Lana, she wanted to help me, so...she let me watch you two have sex one night."
What the fuck? "What are you talking about?"
"It was only a week or two before the accident. Your kids were away, she left the back door unlocked, and I came over and watched you two fuck." I was now floored and speechless, Tess continued. "It really turned her on knowing I was watching. It turned me on too, probably too much. You two put on quite a show and even though I think Lana was acting a bit, I'd never realized a woman could enjoy a cock like she did that night. I've been fantasizing about you every day since then."