This is a story. In the story the wife meets an old boyfriend and thinks about him. If you do not like this style stop now do not read further, find something else to read. If you are going to comment on how dumb the content is I will delete the comment. If on the other hand, I write badly, tell me, and if I make a typo, tell me, if there is something that I should improve in my writing please let me know.
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"I need to see you tonight. 6PM Flannaghan's Bar on Church Street, tell me you will come." Kelly stared at the phone. How could she agree to meet Dan for a drink? She was married and had kids. Could she go and meet Dan and still come back to her husband? How had she gotten to this point?
It all started weeks ago. She was lying there beside her husband of 20 years after some great sex. Bill asked "honey, is there anyone in your past that you wish you had been closer to?"
It had seemed an odd question, but in the afterglow she replied, "Well, I always loved Dan in high school. We were too young for sex when we were dating, but I wanted to. Then I met you and we got engaged. Not long after it was announced Dan showed up at my house, he asked me out but I told him I was engaged and couldn't see him any more. I always wondered what would have happened if I had gone to see him."
Bill was slightly shocked sure he had heard of Dan before, but never knew they were that close. They had a very open life and often talked of past partners. He never new Dan had come looking for Kelly though. He kept up his part of the conversation for the time it took for Kelly to drop off to sleep. He kissed her gently and dropped off to sleep himself.
Kelly awoke the next morning and busied herself with her housework. Bill was at the office and was not going to be home until 6. She spent the day cleaning, straightening up a few things and then in the afternoon she surfed the net a bit. The kids would be home from school in an hour and they would undoubtedly troop off to the computers they had for homework, games and chatting. Kelly logged into her Facebook account. She liked this site since it allowed her to see photos of friends and family and see where they had been on vacation. Her inbox showed a new e-mail so she opened it.
The e-mail said 'Thought about you' and it was from Dan. Hesitantly she opened the e-mail. And read through it. Dan talked about how long it had been since they had talked. He was divorced with two children. He was looking through some old photographs and found one of her at the fall fair with him. He had scanned it in and included it in the e-mail. He even gave his address and telephone number. He lived close, only 30 minutes away. Her mind drifted thinking about the photograph.
They had been 15 and were in love. That summer they practically lived together, they talked on the telephone last thing before sleep and met again as soon as they woke up each day. Dan lived 5 doors down the street. Days were spent holding hands and kissing. Occasionally he would slip a hand into her top and feel her breasts. A few of times when they were lying in the field near his parents farm she slipped her hand into his pants and felt his hard penis. Twice she had pulled it out and stroked it until he came. He had urged her to take it into her mouth but she just couldn't do that. At the time it seemed so gross, if only she had. She thought about those times he had slipped his hand into her panties and rubbed her to orgasm. She found she was getting excited and her hand dropped to her crotch and started to trace the outline of her lips through her panties. She closed her eyes and remembered how his fingers had felt and how hot his penis was in her small hand. Slowly her fingers slipped inside her panties and she flicked her fingertips across her swollen clit. She thought of how his penis would have felt if she had only let him slide it inside her, her hand worked faster as she imagined him doing things she never let him do to her. Suddenly she exploded in orgasm, her juices flooding over her hand. Slowly her shudders subsided and she was able to regain control of herself. She looked at the screen with her hand still inside her panties. 'What do I do?' she thought.
She left his e-mail unanswered for two days, and then she decided she was being silly. He wouldn't still want her; she was old and had changed since they dated. Opening her mail she replied 'Hi Dan, nice to hear from you. It has been so long. I am sorry to hear about your divorce, that is always a shame.' Then to be nice she said 'When you are in town drop me a line, perhaps we can meet for drinks or something.' That is just polite, he won't be in town and even if he is after so long he will not be interested in a 40-year old woman.
Three days later she was on Facebook again and there was a reply from Dan. 'Kelly so nice to hear from you. I have been thinking of you often lately. I was a fool to let you get away. I happen to be in town tomorrow, perhaps we can meet for coffee at Starbucks on Main St.?'
'Why not?' she said to herself, it is coffee and in a public place. 'OK' she wrote back see you at 2?'
At 2 PM she sat is Starbucks drinking her coffee and watching everyone coming through the door. Then he entered, he was older, but very handsome and he looked
good
. He turned and seeing her looking a wonderful smile broke out on his face. Those blue eyes cut into her and she felt herself getting damp between her married legs.
