The Road from Here - Nora's story
Part 2
Events in a person's life often catch that individual off guard. Nora Cathcart, formally Mullens, is one of those people. She knew she was taking a chance when she was cheating on her husband. She knew the man she was cheating with was not an honorable man, or a man to give her the trust and truth she needed.
But she did it anyway. She felt the excitement of doing something out of the norm. There was a thrill, a tingling in her body, a desire to feel her burning needs fulfilled. She let this man into her life and couldn't find a way to free herself from the hold he had over her. In the end it tore apart what could have been a long, successful and happy marriage.
At those moments, does anyone really know how they will react? The needs of the body are pulling or pushing against the deep caverns of the brain. Which is stronger, the desires of the body, or the impulses of the young inexperienced mind?
Nora married young, while working for the local police. After the breakup with Del, she felt she couldn't face him day after day. She got lucky and accepted a job with a local Insurance data office. There, she was tasked with entering risk information into a computer all day.
What a boring job! But the data she entered was used by companies all over the country. Maybe that was supposed to make her feel better, but it had no noticeable effect. Her mind was still occupied by the events of the final days of her marriage.
In the two months since her divorce was final, she did nothing to get herself out of her funk. She would come home from work, get a glass of wine and sit alone on her sofa feeling sorry for herself.
It didn't take long to figure out that all that wine was making her life even darker. It was adding fuel to the fire inside her body. In Nora's case, she was allowing darkness to win the battle over the light.
The saying imprinted on a million pillows, "Time heals all wounds," seemed like the lie to end all lies. She had to wake up to the world around her. Instead of waiting for the heavens to open up, she needed to at least make the effort to be human again.
As she became more and more accepted by her fellow workers, there seemed to be a light getting a little brighter in her eyes each day.
One of her new friends, a girl named Alice Williamson, also a loser in her first marriage, asked Nora if she would be a bridesmaid at her upcoming second attempt at matrimony. Nora jumped at the opportunity, it meant she was finally accepted by the group of girls she worked with.
For the first time since her own divorce, Nora threw her entire body, mind and spirit into making Alice's wedding a big success. But Alice was keeping a major secret close to her chest.
Most the women would get together almost every night going through books checking the prices of venues and wedding stuff. It all seemed to be great fun and Nora was really enjoying the exercise.
Finally, the day of the wedding arrived, and everything was perfect. Alice was looking forward to a handsome man who had a tough square jaw a masculine chest. Nora thought of him as just an all-round all American guy.
There was one additional thing that Alice's new husband Albert Johnson had was a lot of friends. And to Nora's surprise they were all very athletic. One friend, in particular, named Jeremy, was an Australian rugby player. When their eyes met from across the room, Nora new immediately that she was going to somehow get this man in bed.
It wasn't long after the music began during the reception part of the reception part of the evening, that Nora and her Australian rugby player, Jeremy were dancing together. Everyone clapped and cheered during the father daughter dance, and then the music got hot.
Jeremy wasted very little time and crossed the floor to ask Nora to dance. The first few dances were hot and heavy. Smiles hardened on the faces of both dancers. It seemed like they were the only people in the room. But when the music slowed, the two bodies fit together like they were made for each other.
The daytime saw the sky slowly fade into darkness, and with the darkness grew dreams more promising. The two newly found friends took the opportunity to go outside to catch their breath.
There are few people were left at the party. Moms and dads, cousins, uncles and aunts, had long ago surrendered to sore joints and tired muscles. (Several with foggy heads). The married couple had long ago met their reception requirements and ran away to their secret hideaway for their honeymoon.
Nora and her new friend Jeremy went outside to the cool dark night air. The soft music drifting out to the balcony. When Jeremy stepped forward and put his arms around Nora, she thought he wanted to dance. Instead, he reached for her and gently cupped her face in his strong calloused hands and kissed her lightly on the lips. The second kiss was slightly more romantic. The third kiss carried with it promises of wonderful things to happen that night.
She could barely remember the sound of the bell of the elevator sounding as they reached Jeremy's floor. But she remembered well the sound of the door closing behind her as she forgot that she had a life before the moment she fell into Jeremy's arms.
Nora's mind was spinning, she had never been this close with any man except her ex-husband. And since her divorce, Jeremy was the first man to even touch her in this very sacred way.
Nora's dress, with its long and very tight sleeves, seemed to slide from her body. Soon she was standing in four-inch heels, covered by the bridesmaid dress covering only her shoe and feet.
Jeremy stepped back only a second to admire the beauty standing before him. Nora was, the first time since her divorce covered only with tan lines. Her excitement spoke volumes as to her desires.
Moments later, Nora found herself able to open her body to the thrill of Jeremy's beard scratching against her thighs as he worshipped her. The saliva from his kisses still covered her neck and face. Nora wondered why these feelings and emotions were new and exciting as her fingers clutched the sides of the bed. She didn't want to cover her body. She wanted to pull both bodies into a cocoon that would forever keep these feelings encased in this enchantment.
Jeremy slowly and lovingly moved up Nora's body. Savoring the feel of his skillful loving, Nora responded to the thrill of each and every movement he made. Finally, after an eon of his teasing her, the head of his cock made first contact with the gateway to her garden of Eden.
The slow, agonizing first thrust into her body was almost torturous. Nora was begging for more and more, and he answered her pleadings with faster and faster pounding of her pelvic bone. Her mind responded with one giant climax after another.
Nora passed out momentarily, and when she regained her grasp on what was happening to her body, she responded by forcing her hips almost free of the bed to reach up to greet his efforts.
Jeremy flipped her body over as though it was a toy and resumed his relentless pounding of her body.
"Give me you cum." Nora begged. As though given the cue from and orchestra master, Nora felt his fire pierce her soul. Both bodies collapsed on the bed.
Between each breath of their heavy breathing, both Nora and Jeremy smiled as they savored the battle just won.
Nora said she would be right back, "I have to clean up this mess you made." Jeremy grabbed her arm and pulled her back onto the bed. He kissed her deeply, and Nora relaxed in his arms.
They spoke very little, but Nora couldn't remove her hand from the cock that had just given her such a memorable experience. Playing with his cock as if it were a soft toy, Nora could feel the veins in it begin to harden. It was then that she shifted from admiring this instrument of joy to a desire to repay it for all the joy it gave so deliciously.
Nora's stare at Jeremy's cock turned from admiration to desire. She began to want to feel it come alive again. Her tongue reached out for it, and the contact sent chills racing through her body. She continued on her quest and in mere seconds she held in her mouth the key to all her pleasure. Jeremy's body straightened as he shifted to accommodate her efforts. Then with one swift move he was caressing her thighs with his tongue.
"Oh, please don't stop." Nora was able to utter before gripping his cock even deeper between her lips. She was suddenly savoring the taste of their juices and the thrill of this was sending sparks to parts of her brain that had been untouched till now.
Jeremy was licking and sucking the their juices from their bodies as Nora reached the pinnacle again and again. Breaking away for a kiss, their bodies shifted and Jeremy was now clutching her long hair from behind and was pulling her head back to him. As his groin pounded against her body, his one free hand moved to her neck and held her tight. For the second time in a matter of seconds, Nora felt the crest of love break over her body like an ocean wave.
Then there was only exhaustion by both our lovers as once again fire spread its' lust throughout Nora's limp and renewed soul.
There was peace in sleep.
The next morning, when Nora woke, she was facing toward Jeremy's side of the bed. At least that was where she fucked him for the third time in the middle of the night. Other than Nora, the bed was empty. She saw a note on the pillow and smiled. "He's gone to get us breakfast, I bet." She said to herself.
But at that moment her heart seemed to stop. The note read, "Got an early flight. Thanks for the puss," signed, "Jer."
Nora's face turned bright red. She's never been treated like a piece of meat. After a few seconds of reflection, she began to smile. "Thanks for the dick." She thought, with a bright smile growing on her face.
With the party over and the newlyweds on their way, Nora took advantage of the peace and the renewed feeling of self-worth, thanks to Jeremy. Nora went back to living alone and opening her mind to new dreams and goals.
The girls at work did their best to fix her up with a new fellow, now that she was no longer forbidden territory for the guys. The one major problem, there weren't many guys to choose from at the office. And those that were there, were married and off limits. So, it was going have to happen at Happy hour.
After a two-week honeymoon, a smiling, happy and newly married Alice Williamson, now using her new name of Alice Adams, happily returned to rejoin the gang at their regular happy-hour haunts. All the girls, (all four of them) were happy to have Alice back with the old gang.
The bar the girls frequented had some construction going on. With all the dust in the air the girls quickly decided to give up on the idea of dancing and catching up on all the gossip, especially about Alice's honeymoon. All this could be discussed during lunch in the cafeteria the next day. There was no way on earth these friends were going to wait to hear the lurid details of Alice's two weeks in heaven. Nora included.
When Nora arrived at her apartment, after stopping to pick up something for dinner, she was surprised to see Alice waiting for her.
"Don't you get enough of me at work?" Nora said with a bright, inviting smile. "What's so important that it can't wait till tomorrow?"
"Nora I wouldn't do this to you if I had a choice, but Bert's in trouble.... Real trouble!"
"What do you mean, trouble? You guys just got back from you honeymoon." Nora spoke with a confused look on her face.
