Remember, this is a tribute to DQS1. Did you really think I would stop this soon?
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She sat there, shocked so badly she couldn't even cry. He really was gone. She looked over at Bill.
"Is it really over?"
"I'm afraid so. For what it's worth, there was a couple of times when I thought you two would make it."
"But why? I've grown up, changed into a better person, didn't he see that?"
"Yes he did. He once told me how proud he was of how you matured, and the way you took to family down here."
"Then why?"
Bill sighed. What he was about to tell her would be painful, but if he got her to understand maybe it would bring her some peace.
"First, let me say he still loves you, he was serious when he told you that. But Gwen, look at it from his side. You were the world to him. YOU were his validation that he had transcended his dark past, that he was a good person worthy of happiness. The fact that you chose him gave him an enormous amount of pride."
"Then, when you started slighting him, acting embarrassed to be in his company, his perfect world starting cracking. When you cheated, it destroyed him. He told me in his solo session that he was proof 'no one gets above their raisin'', an expression meaning that when things get bad one reverts back to their upbringing. What he did when he caught you and that man together shocked him to his core. In one second, the world he had worked so hard to create was gone."
"In his youth, trust was everything. You know what he did, so he had to have people around him he could absolutely depend on. A violation of trust could have very dire consequences. So he learned to be very careful who he let in, for fear of being betrayed."
"You betrayed him, in his mind, in the worst possible way. I know we've talked about it several times but could never get you to understand."
"Sign the papers, Gwen, give him some peace."
Then the tears came. She wept for Hardy, for herself, for the future she no longer had with him. In the end she signed the papers and left them with Bill.
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She did what any young girl does when faced with traumatic events. She ran home to daddy.
Greg comforted her as best he could, sad that her marriage hopes finally died. She stayed two weeks, visiting old friends who welcomed her back with open arms. She was experienced enough now to wonder if they were really glad to see her. Not one had called of visited during what they called her 'exile'. They seemed vapid and shallow to her now.
She couldn't bear to live in her townhouse, too many bad memories, so she took a suite in a five star hotel. The more people catered to her the more irritated she became.
Finally realizing all her true friends were back in Alabama she told her dad she was taking a little vacation before she went 'home'. He understood, realizing his hope of her taking over the firm was probably gone, but glad she was finding her own happiness.
The idea came to her while she was transferring items from her old purse to a new designer handbag she had purchased in a fit of boredom.
A card fell out, Capt. Anne Burnside, U.S. Army.
She called, and to her surprise, she answered on the second ring.
"Anne? This is Gwen Wil...I Mean Canaday. Remember me?"
She could hear the smile in her voice when she spoke.
"I always remember beautiful blonds I sleep with. How are you?"
"Divorced. Lonely. Distracted. I need a vacation, and some companionship with someone not associated with my old life. Can you get some time off? I'd love to go somewhere warm, with white sand beaches and clear blue water. Please come, my treat."
"Define companionship."
"Whatever comes. I don't have anyone to answer to but me any longer. I'm not leading you on here. Expect everything and nothing, and you won't be disappointed."
"Well, what an intriguing offer. Let me call you back this afternoon. When would be better for you?"
"I'm not working right now so anytime soon is fine."
Anne hung the phone up. It was an attractive offer. She did a little checking and found that though the divorce hadn't been officially filed, it was signed off on. Due some leave time, she decided to go for it.
After a few calls, they decided to leave the next Wednesday for four days. Gwen wouldn't tell her the destination, wanting to surprise her.
Anne wanted to know what flight they would be on, and was shocked when Gwen told her it would be a private jet, and gave her the time and runway.
"Did I mention I was a trust fund baby? Don't worry about a thing, this is all on me."
She was suitably impressed with the jet, but blown away by Gwen. A new hairstyle, a much shorter skirt, four inch heels. They kissed as friends.
After she had settled in she asked where they were going.
"Oh, just a little resort in the islands I used to go when I was single."
The place was beautiful, everything a tropical paradise should be. The suite was impressive, two bedrooms, top of the line everything.
"What's first on the agenda?"
"Gwen grinned.
"Shopping! I need a few new bathing suits, and we need some really sexy clothes. We'll knock'em dead in the lounge tonight!"
The resort had several upscale shops, and with money being no object, they spent with abandon.
Anne got her first surprise when they looked over bathing suits.
"Where are the tops?"
The salesgirl and Gwen smiled.
"Honey, these beaches are topless or nude. No one wears a full suit, but if you're embarrassed, I sure they could find you something."
They picked out several thongs apiece, so small they may as well have been nude. Anne told Gwen she needed razors if she was going to go out with them on. She just smiled, and after hitting the shops and picking up a few dresses and lingerie, they spent the day at the spa, being waxed, massaged, and pampered. Anne decided being rich was not a bad thing.
Even in a place catering to beautiful people, heads turned when the tall blonde and petite redhead entered the restaurant. They ate well, vowing to spend time in the gym the next morning.
They danced with abandon later, rubbing their partners into a frenzy, and even danced together a few times. Anne felt the heat between them.
Gwen was drinking hard, so Anne backed off to keep an eye on her. There were a lot of disappointed men when they went back to the suite alone.
She undressed a very drunk Gwen and got her into bed. She looked at her sleeping, stroking her hair. Gwen was still very devastated over the end of her marriage, she had to wonder if she really wanted this weekend.
Whispering "Everything and nothing", she slipped her clothes off and snuggled into Gwen, who immediately spooned into her.
Sometime before daylight she felt her leave the bed, answering the call of nature. When she returned, she slid back the sheets and just stood looking. Anne wriggled and spoke.
"Come back to bed, honey. I'm cold."
Gwen slipped in and Anne immediately spooned into her. She was almost asleep when she felt Gwen slowly fondle her breasts. He nipples immediately hardened and she pushed her hand onto them, firmly.
"That feels so good, baby, keep going."
Gwen stiffened, she had thought Anne had gone back to sleep, then slowly massaged her breasts, stroking the rock hard nipples. Anne rolled over.
"Know what's better than fingers? Lips."
Gwen felt her tongue gently circle her nipple before latching on, sucking with urgency and passion. Her hand slipped between them, fondling her smooth skin. Her lips were puffy with desire, and a small amount of liquid seeped down her thigh.
"Ooh, it looks like someone is ready for some loving. Let me do you first, baby, teach you how good a woman's touch can feel."
She raised up, locking her lips onto Gwen. Soon they were kissing passionately, rolling tongues with abandon. Breaking off, Anne kissed her slowly down he body, savoring the feeling. Both nipples got a full working over, leaving them distended and sensitive. Her fingers had been lightly caressing her, sliding over her clit, slipping inside for a few seconds now and then. Gwen was moaning, and when her lips finally made contact with her clit, rolling it roughly, she exploded, gripping her hair tightly.
Anne never stopped, using her tongue and fingers very effectively, until Gwen begged and pulled her up.
"No more, I'm so sensitive now if you blew on it I'd probably pass out. Thank you, thank you, I never knew it could be so good."
They lay for a moment, then Anne felt her lips on her left nipple.
"You don't have to, you know", she said quietly, stroking her hair.
Gwen raised up and looked her in the eye.
"I don't have to, I want to. Anyone who can give me that much pleasure deserves a reward. It's been a year since anyone besides myself has touched me. You're a perfect fit for post divorce sex. Beautiful, caring, and most importantly, not a man. Now give me some direction, I'm new at this."
Anne did give her directions, more with motions and touch than verbally. For someone new at it, she did a really good job.
They finally dozed off in each others' arms just before daylight.
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Gwen woke with a start, holding Anne in her arms.
Was last night a mistake? Why did she feel like she was cheating?
No, damn it! He threw her away. She was free now, she could do what she wanted with who she wanted.
She found herself crying softly, and Anne woke to tears on her shoulder. Turning, she embraced Gwen as the crying became sobbing. She held her, whispering words of comfort in her ears. When she finally subsided she asked.
"Feeling regret for last night?"
"No, not at all. It's just for the first time, I know it's really over. I'm single now, it shouldn't matter who I choose to sleep with, but I just feel so guilty."
