I met my ex wife Janice on AOL in the late 1990s. With short cropped blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic sexy body, and her wild AOL profile, it was clear from day one where this was headed. Our first date together was hot, but we didn't have sex. A hand down her pants and her sucking my cock was as far as it went. Our second date was more successful, we spent the entire weekend partying and fucking. She began telling me about her exploits and were they ever hot. Men, gangbangs, couples, and a girlfriend. She had lots of male friends that she still talked to on the telephone, she told me that they were all just friends. The hypnotic effect it all created for me was undeniable, the fantasies were hot, I wanted to see her in action, but never told her. So late at night I would hop in my car to see what she was up to. She lived a half hour away, so there was a lot of time to fantasize about what she might be doing. Looking back, it bordered on stalking. The crazy part is that she had kids, so obviously my fantasies were just that and nothing more.
After a few months, we moved in together at her dad's cottage. Since we both had kids, her ex would come by weekly, mine too. The difference was that her ex husband used to spend time there, and Janice genuinely cared about him. After he would drop off the kids Janice would follow him out to his van and spend a long time talking with him. I was very suspicious of these chats, as they were always behind the van and out of my view. She told me he had a big cock, 9" so of course there were fantasies about what happened behind the van too.