The Perfect Day 14

Perfect Day

Like most days, today started as a Perfect Day, that is, until it wasn't perfect anymore. The morning began beautifully, making love to my beautiful wife. I left for the office on an emotional high. Things at the office started off well, but something can always mess up your day. I expected that might happen today. The Collins meeting had the potential to do just that. I prayed it wouldn't, but we would have to wait and see. Otherwise, it was a Perfect Day.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Edgar...

I was woken up by a warm wet mouth sucking my hard 8" cock, which may happen once in a blue moon. Mind you, I didn't complain. I savored every stroke of her tongue and bob of her mouth. I lay back and let her take complete control.

It wasn't long before she started moaning as much as I was, so I knew she was fingering her pussy as she sucked me. She moaned loudly around my cock, causing a pleasant vibration in my balls. Before I could warn her, I tensed up, my hips came off the bed, and I unloaded a large load of hot creamy cum in her mouth.

She pushed her mouth down, taking in all of me, her nose pressed into my belly - a rare occurrence, but the feeling was pleasant. My balls let loose, shooting ropes of cum straight down her throat, into her belly. Then she pulled back, capturing the last dribbles on her tongue. She stroked my cock, squeezing out the last precious drops licking the bubbles off my cockhead, and kissing it sweetly.

She looked up at me, smiling as she slipped her naked body up mine and kissed me. She opened her mouth, and for the first time in many years, she shared my cum with me. I readily accepted her gift as our tongues swabbed each other's mouths in a sloppy, passionate kiss. The whole scene was right out of a porn video.

For some amazing reason, my cock stayed hard, a rear occasion indeed. Julia realized it moving up, straddling me, filling her pussy with my cock, and riding me until she came a few times. Then suddenly, without warning again, my balls drew up and emptied filling her hot pussy with a second load of cum. I came as hard as ever. It was like I was nineteen again or had taken a little blue pill. I didn't understand it, but once again, I was not complaining.

Julia sat up on my hard cock, looking down at me. The look on her face was one I had not seen in years. It was the look of joy and happiness, total satisfaction, and true love.

Julia finally spoke, "Can you call out today? We can stay in bed and do this all day?"

What, she wanted me to stay home and for us to make love, fuck, and suck all day? What had gotten into her so suddenly? This was not like her.

I looked at Julia and sadly said, "No, I can't. I have the Collins meeting this morning, but I can sneak away this afternoon, and we can continue our day together around 2:00 pm. You can rest up and be ready for me."

She smiled and leaned down, kissing me passionately as her hips started to motor, up and down, fucking me again. She rode me hard through several more orgasms, but I was bone dry. The pleasure was still there, and my cock spasmed but didn't give her anything. Her hot creamy pussy felt incredible. I would have much rather stayed like this, buried deep in her wanton pussy, but legal work called.

She kissed me once more, then rolled off, lying on her back. I realized that she had done all the work, and even though she had most of the pleasure, I owed her something before I left her for a few hours.

I looked at her, the beautiful woman I had married nineteen years ago, the mother of our two sons, the woman I loved more than anything. I moved over her, sliding down her sweat-covered body, kissing her breasts and belly, settling between her legs spread wide. There were no preliminaries. I covered her bare mound with my whole mouth, eating her pussy, sucking, and licking out all my cum. My tongue drove her crazy.

She began to cum in rapid-fire, humping up against my mouth, holding my head, and keeping my mouth on its target. She is a silent cummer, letting out deep moans and whimpers. But today, like all the other unusual things going on, she began to scream as she violently thrashed under me.

"Oh God yesss baby, I am cummmiiinnng, Oh God baby, I love you so much, God forgive me, fuuuuck!" Her voice trailed off, and she collapsed, passing out!

I licked her a little longer, tasting her sweet cream as it leaked from her well-loved pussy.

I moved to the side and laid my head on her belly teasing her swollen lips with my fingers. I dipped my finger into her hot pussy and drew wet cum circles on her soft stomach. She came too and rubbed my cheek.

I moved up as I felt her shaking. I looked at her; she had tears in her eyes. I was unsure if they were from joy or sorrow. Then I thought, why did she need God to forgive her?

There was silence. I was not destroying this moment, so I let it go for now. I kissed Julia and looked at the clock. "Oh, I have to go. You rest. I love you." I leaned down, licked her pussy slit once more, then kissed her soft lips slipping my tongue inside, sharing her essence.

I rolled off the bed, showered, dressed, and went out the door in a flash.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

On my ride to the office, I thought about Julia. What was going on with her? This morning was quite different. I hope it was a preview of the future, and later today. As I got to the office, I hoped that the Collins meeting was the only major thing for today. I wanted it to be simple and over quickly so I could get back to Julia.

The Collins' marriage ended a year ago after many years together. All because they had a horrible argument lasting several days, leaving them both fighting mad. They both wanted to get back at each other, so they both cheated. I was told that one of them cheated with a single person they picked up in a bar. The other cheated with a friend of theirs. They fucked them over the same weekend. Then, when they came home on Monday, they were so ashamed of what they had done that they could not bear to be in the same room together. It sounds crazy, but that manifested into a deep lack of trust for them both. So, after eleven months of being miserable, they decided to divorce. It was so sad.

Julia and I have known them for ten years, and I am their family attorney. I knew they were having trouble, but until a year ago, I had no idea it was this bad. Dorothy Collins came in to see me, telling me they had both cheated, and after many months of trying to reconcile and forgive each other, they had decided they could no longer remain married. Their vows were broken, and there was no way to mend them.

"Edgar... Liam and I would like it if you could handle our divorce as quietly as possible. We have decided on everything with one exception. I want the cheating partners exposed, and Liam does not. That is not a deal breaker, but it is only fair. Mine was a one-night stand, and I only have a man's name. I am not sure it is his real name, but I am willing to expose him. I think your investigator could find him.

Liam has told me that after the initial cheating weekend, when we started to argue so much, he started cheating again with the same woman, and it continued for almost two months. That was far different from my cheating, and that is the reason we cannot solve this problem without divorce. I agree we should divorce, and I want to know the name of the woman who helped destroy my marriage." Dorothy said.

I sat back and looked at Dorothy. "If the two of you are ready to part and have everything decided, why make this point an issue? What purpose will it serve? It will only dredge up the past, making this process ugly and spiteful. Let this go, let the process move on, take your life back, and live it."

Dorothy thought briefly, then said, "Edgar, you are right. I will agree under one condition. We will each print the cheating partner's name on a piece of paper, seal it in a yellow envelope, and place the envelopes in your safe. On the first anniversary of our divorce, the envelopes will either be destroyed, or we will mutually agree to open them in your presence."

I thought that was a good compromise that would lead to the destruction of the envelopes without disclosing the cheating partners' names.

"Dorothy, I will ask Liam about your proposal. It sounds reasonable to me, and I will let you know." I said.

After Dorothy left that day, I spoke to Liam, and he agreed. So, I arranged for them to print their lover's name on plain paper, fold it, and place it in a yellow legal envelope. I did not see the names when I sealed and stamped the envelopes as agreed, and put them in my safe for one year.

Today was the twelfth-month anniversary of that day, so I scheduled for the Collins to arrive at high noon to dispense with the envelopes. I would record the meeting as I would any legal meeting, just in case anything went awry, and legal action came from a dispute or worse.

Oddly enough, for the past year, neither of them had moved on. Though they were not married, they had remained civil with each other for their families' sake, if not for their own. Neither had dated, and they had mainly kept to themselves, not socializing, except with each other occasionally. I thought that was strange.

I got to the office, and Miriam, my assistant, informed me she had confirmed they would both be here on time. She took the yellow envelopes from the safe and placed them on the conference table. I brought a brass dish I had and placed it on a trivet on the conference table. I put a small propane torch I had bought for the occasion beside the dish. I expected the meeting to go quickly. They would burn the envelope as a final act to clear the way for each of the former Collins couple to move on.

I also placed a bottle of excellent twelve-year-old scotch and three glasses on the table. To end all this silliness, it would be appropriate to make a final toast.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As I waited in my office, looking over the final document I had created to end this mess, I texted my wife, Julia.

My text: "Hey baby, this morning was incredible. I can't wait to get home and continue where we left off. The Collinses will be here shortly to finish this silly standoff, and we will hopefully burn the envelopes containing their cheating partner's name. That will put an end to this whole thing. I will see you soon; keep it warm for me. I love you."

As I sent the text, her morning comment popped into my head. I wondered what she meant by 'she needs God to forgive her'?

My phone buzzed.

Julia's text: "Edgar, I hope they burn their envelopes, and the names are never revealed. Otherwise, they will stir things up for both of them and mess up other lives. Please encourage them to burn them. God, I hope that is what happens."

As I read the response, I was confused. Though we had been Collin's friends before, we had not seen either of them socially since their divorce. Why would Julia be so concerned about whose names were in the envelope? It didn't make sense.

My text: "Julia, why are you so worked up over this? It's their decision and will not impact us, and I want it over for them and me, too. It is silly, but needs to be done."

I got no response.

I had another call on a different matter, which took thirty minutes to complete. When the call was over, I looked at my phone, but still no response.

I looked at the clock. It was 11:00 am. I ducked into my bathroom for a minute. When I came out, I saw Julia sitting in my office.

I looked at her, confused. Her face was red and swollen, and she was without makeup. Her hair was up in a ponytail, which she only did at home or if she was going to the gym.

I walked to my desk and sat, asking, "Julia, what are you doing here?"

Julia burst into tears and covered her face with her hands.

What was happening? I was confused. We had just had a perfect morning, unlike anything we had experienced for many years, maybe as far back as when we were newlyweds. So, what could have turned such a beautiful morning three hours ago into this sobbing woman sitting in front of me?

"Julia, what is wrong? Why are you here, and why are you sobbing? Has someone died? What is it?" I anxiously asked.

I moved to her side, kneeled, and tried to hold her, but she pulled away and moved to a single chair across the room. What was this? I was completely confused now, even more than before. I stood, staring at Julia, completely bewildered at her behavior.

There was a knock at the door, and Miriam poked her head in. "Mrs. Collins is in the conference room already."

"Give her coffee and get someone to stay with her." I shook my head and said, "I am dealing with this right now." I pointed at Julia, shrugged my shoulder, and looked at Miriam, mouthing, "I have no idea."

The door closed, and I turned to Julia. Loudly, I said, "Julia, stop crying and tell me what the hell is going on?" I went to her and pulled her hands away from her face.

Look at me, "What is going on?" I demanded.

She tried to pull away, but I held her hands. "Does this have to do with your statement "God Forgive Me' you made this morning while you were cumming? That was very strange, so what does God need to forgive you for?" I asked directly.

She finally sat back and took a deep breath. I thought she would tell me when my intercom buzzed, "Mr. Collins has arrived and is in the conference room."

"OK, I'll be right there," I said.

I turned to Julia, "You have to tell me now, Julia, I must deal with this Collins' mess. So tell me!" I demanded

Julie looked at me with fear in her eyes. "Oh God, Edgar, are they opening the envelopes now?" Julia asked, looking desperately at me.

"What?? How do you even know about that, and why the hell does that matter to you anyway?" I asked, even more confused.

Julia looked at me. Her crying had stopped, and a serious look spread across her face, laced with a touch of fear.

Now I am a very astute attorney, very observant, and rarely miss anything. I can figure out almost any puzzle, which is what I had here. It was potentially a big, ugly puzzle that I was starting to understand, but I was unsure. I did not like what I was beginning to suspect this was about.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I moved behind my desk and pressed the intercom, "Please tell the Collin's I will be a few minutes, an emergency has come up."

Looking at Julia was worrisome. She looked so sad, and fear had spread across her face. My mind was cranking overtime as the puzzle pieces began to fit together.

A couple of years ago, maybe a few months before, I went to a legal seminar in Seattle for a week. I remember that Julia and I had not talked much that week. There was no response or lengthy delays every time I called or texted, which was very unusual. We always talked every day, especially when I was away, but I blew it off, thinking it odd, but so what.

About a month later, Dorothy first contacted me, telling me the story of their mutual cheating and the potential of divorcing her husband. I agreed to assist them, and everything would be confidential as usual.

Of course, I never talk shop at home, so I never mentioned anything to Julia about the Collins. Then, when they moved forward with the divorce, Julia seemed to side with Liam more than Dorothy. I have never thought about that since, in most cases, women side with other women, but not this time.

Once the divorce went through, there was no more talk about it, but Julia did invite Liam over to a few dinners. That just seemed a cordial thing to do, so I never thought about it.

Fast-forward to last week. During dinner, Julia asked me an odd question: "Edgar, what happened with the Collins and the envelopes?"

I thought the question was strange. I was certain that I had never mentioned the envelopes to Julia. So, how did she know about them? I didn't push the question back at her and simply said, "They are coming in next week on Wednesday to tell me their decision, to open or burn them. Then it will be over. It is so silly. I want to be done with it!"

Julia did not react to what I said, so I let it drop too.

Last night, Julia asked about my day today. I told her I had the Collins meeting at noon. We kissed, and I rolled over and went to sleep.

Then my perfect morning happened, the beginning of a Perfect Day.

But now, the picture I saw in my legal mind as I fit the puzzle pieces together, I did not like. Once all the pieces were together and the whole picture was revealed, it could be horrible, with terrible ramifications.

Time was ticking by, and the Collinses were waiting. "Julia, I have to go finish with the Collins. I am only going to ask this once, so please answer me honestly. You are acting very strange today. Is there a reason you are here while the Collins thing is happening? Is there something you want to tell me before I go in with them and hear their decision on the envelopes? You have 10 seconds." I stated fearing what might come out of Julia's mouth.

My eyes never left hers. I could see Julia's brain was spinning up an answer. She was biting her cheek, and her breathing was short and heavy.

"Times up." I barked, "Tell me now!"

I stood and walked to her, pulling her to her feet. I looked into her eyes and asked, "What is it?"

She was fidgeting now and said nothing. I knew she had to tell me something, but I was not ready to hear it, so I told her, "Julia, go home, make our bed ready. I will be home as soon as I get through with the Collins, and I plan to start where we left off this morning. I stopped on my way in and bought a gift for you. I want you to put this in when you get home, because this is the day you giving me your ass for the first time."

"What, "Julia gasped, "But we have never done...!" She began, but I broke in...

"I know we haven't, but we won't be able to say that after today. Go home, soak in the tub, smoke a joint from our stash, and put the plug in your ass. Be ready for me at 2:00 pm, and we will continue what we started this morning. My day tomorrow is clear, and I have had Miriam reschedule everything. We can spend time together working things out. How does that sound?"

Julia had a shocked look on her face as she took the box from me. I leaned over and kissed her hard with passion, teasing her lips with the tip of my tongue. She did not expect that, but she pulled me to her, rubbing her pussy against my thigh, moaning into my mouth.

I broke the kiss and walked out to see the Collins, without another word.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Julia...

I was shocked and terrified at that moment. Edgar was acting odd, and I was acting strange as well. This day could turn ugly very quickly if the Collins decided to open the envelopes and Edgar sees the name Liam wrote on his paper... My Name!

I was the one who cheated with Liam the weekend of Edgar's trip to Seattle. Liam had called looking for Edgar, and I told him he was away. He was very depressed, and he needed to talk to Edgar. I tried to console him, but he kept saying he needed Edgar.

Finally, I calmed him down, inviting him to our house for a talk.

I had always liked Liam. He was attractive, and I was drawn to him when we were at a social event. Dorothy, his wife, and I never really hit it off, so I mostly talked with Liam.

Liam came over, parked up the street a few houses, and came in through the back door. We didn't need the neighbors to start any rumors.

We talked, and I fixed a quick dinner. Liam was very upset about a crazy argument he and Dorothy had had for three days, which ballooned into a major, rough argument that angered them both. I was not clear what it was about, but it had something to do with flirting and dancing with others when they went out.

We drank a bottle of good wine during dinner and ate a goulash I made. We laughed, and I helped improve Liam's spirits. As we cleaned up, and I was by the sink, Liam moved behind me and pulled me back against him. I felt his strong arms around me. It felt good.