The ride to the cabin took longer than I had remembered but it have me the chance to remember some of the places we fucked and the "games" Kelly and I used to love playing. It was fun and erotic and arousing when we first started dating and we both enjoyed the excitement from our shared fantasies.
So what happened? Why did they have to stop? What made Kelly turn against me? I went over the last year we were together and couldn't think of one single reason we were not still a loving, sexually active couple any longer.
Did I do something wrong? Nah, I was a loving boyfriend and brought her flowers and gifts and I always apologized when I saw the bruises and black eyes, so what was the problem? I never neglected to say, "I love you" and "I'm sorry" so I could not figure out where everything went south.
I remember the day she walked out on me as if it was yesterday.
I came home with a dozen fresh red roses in my hand, a small black velvet box with the ring I would slip on her finger when I proposed.
I opened the front door of the house we were renting and there, in the hallway were 4 bags of luggage. I called out to Kelly who came walking towards me, head down and crying.
"What's wrong baby" I asked? "Are you okay"? Are we going somewhere?
When she looked up at me, I could see her left eye was bruised and her cheek was swollen, which caused a pain in my heart and I promised myself I would never hurt her again!
"I'm leaving you George, I can't take this any more and I am going, so don't try to stop me" was all she said.
I stood there with my mouth open not moving, not knowing what to say to her. Where had this all come from? I thought we were happy? I said I was sorry and promised never to hit her again. So why leave?
"But", was all that came out of my mouth before she grabbed her luggage and walked out to her car, put the bags in the trunk, started the car. But before she drove off she said, "I will pick up the rest of my things in a week when I can bring along a friend to help me."
A friend huh? I wondered, did this friend have a big hard cock and does he make you scream with pleasure? Does he fuck you like an animal? Do you beg for his lips to suck you all night? I'll bet he does the lying asshole!!! She came back for her things like she said she would while I was at work so I would not see her new fuck buddy. I came home to find all of her things gone, no note, no personal things, just an empty house and no Kelly.
I had to content myself with the videos I saved of what went on in our bedroom every night. She had no idea I taped our "play time" and I am so fucking glad I did! I had her to look at, to watch as she climbed atop my cock and rode me like a carnival ride. I could see her pussy squirt as she came and I would lay in bed jerking off to those luscious mounds bouncing like sweet full melons as she rode me to orgasm.
Anyone else would have also seen the fists, the punches, the slaps, the tears running down her cheeks, but not me, all I saw was the way we "made love" into all hours of the night. Give that pussy up? Let that body lay under another man? Fuck that, she was my sweet little cunt and I was going to have her again.
For a year I have been planning and waiting and watching for this so called "friend" but he must be smart because I have never seen him. It never occurred to me that there was no new lover, no cock friend fucking the pussy that is and was mine all night, every night. All I knew was that I had to get Kelly back no matter what and show her how good we are together. How good we will always be.
I could see the sign to turn off up ahead and I could hear Kelly starting to wake up. I drove the last ½ hour as fast as I could to get to the cabin as quickly as possible. I knew I couldn't take the chance Kelly would wake up too soon and maybe try to get away.
I knew she would be scared and disoriented and that would be why she would run. But once she was awake enough and could see how sorry I was and how much I missed her, and all the trouble I went to too make this romantic getaway happen, I knew she would melt into my arms with love in her eyes.
I walked to her side of the car, opened the door, straightened out her closed and gently lifted her up and into my arms. She was groggy and her legs were wobbly so I guided her slowly into the cabin and laid her on the sofa while I went out and got the last of the supplies I bought before "whisking" her away like a "knight in shining armor." I guess some might call me delusional, but all I could think was how romantic this was going to seem to my Kelly!