I had to figure out how I was going to contact Sarah. I had no real idea where she was as Ginny had made sure that I never saw her. I checked our bedroom where I knew Ginny kept her private stuff. Amazingly, I didn't feel like I was snooping - I kind of looked on this as a bit of revenge for the last few hours.
Finally, shoved all the way back in her lingerie drawer, I found her address book. I had never seen this book before, and I wondered why. I soon found out. It listed all her lovers for the last 19 years, with a rating of each. I was stunned. I knew Ginny had been cheating on me, but I was saddened to think she had been doing it all of our marriage. The first entry was two weeks after our honeymoon! What was even more sad to me was that at least a third of those entries were women. I had always wanted a three-way with Ginny and another woman, but Ginny always seemed horrified by the idea. If I had known, I could have lived out one of my fantasies. I started reading the ratings. It appeared to be on a one to ten scale, and to no great surprise I was rated a 2 (she later revised it to a 1, and then to a zero). I looked for 10s and only found two. I didn't know the first guy, but the second one was my boyhood chum, Scooter! This was also news to me as we had moved out of my hometown when we got married. Ginny didn't want to stay in that hick town one minute longer than necessary. I looked at the date on the entry by Scooter's name, and realized that it was during our senior year of high school. In fact, it was the same night I had screwed Sarah.
I cursed myself for letting Sarah go. How could I not have seen what Ginny was? Sarah knew, but I couldn't see.
Finally I got tired of reading passages like "just got really screwed today (by a woman) and now I have to face that idiot I am married to. I don't know how much longer I can put up with that man - he makes me sick in bed." This passage was written six months after our wedding. Ginny must be a masochist at heart if she really stayed with someone she obviously did not desire or even love for 19 years. I thought it over and realized that Ginny had stayed with me only because she knew I would be gone more often that I would be home and that would give her carte' blanche for her affairs. I looked through the whole address book and finally in back of the book scrawled in an almost illegible pencil mark was SARAH (in case I need to gloat) and a phone number. The number had the prefix of our home town - was Sarah still living at home?
I started to dial the number, but Ginny and Dan pulled up just then. I wrote the number down on the back of one of my business cards and greeted the pair as they were coming in. Reading Ginny's book had made me realize that I no longer cared what Ginny was doing and I was going to enjoy this situation. Two can play this game! I told Ginny and Dan that I had accepted the situation and offered them my bedroom whenever they wanted it. I would just fix up the guest room in the basement and leave them alone. Ginny was fuming - this was not the reaction from me that she wanted. She stomped up to the bedroom motioning Dan to come along.
Dan, however, wanted to talk.
"Look, I'm sorry things turned out this way. I love Ginny, but she never even told me she was married until that night you caught us. Hell, I even had a ring with me - I was going to propose to her!
This was promising - maybe I could get that divorce yet.
"Do you mean that, Dan or are you just trying to make me feel better?"
"Yes, I mean it. I have been seeing Ginny for over a year (that was a surprise) and I have fallen deeply in love with her. I can't understand why she is treating you like this though? Can't you stand up to her? You guys have been married for so long."
I figured Dan could be an unwitting ally if I played my cards right. I proceeded to tell Dan about our life and how things were really boring most of the time. I also told him that I was sure Ginny had never loved me, I was just the means to an end for her. I told him about finding that book of hers and her scorecard (Dan only rated a 6, but I kept that info to myself). I also said that getting involved with her would only lead to heartbreak, but that it was his choice.
I then turned to go downstairs.
Dan called to me "Can I help you in any way - I feel responsible for this."
"You're not, but I do appreciate the help. The only thing I really want is a divorce, but Ginny has vowed that will NEVER happen. She says that she enjoys seeing me squirm too much."
Dan said, "I want that divorce too - then I could marry her if she'd have me."
"Haven't you been listening to what I just said? She probably doesn't love you, she is just using you as the stud of the moment to piss me off. You know, when you left the other day, she had one of the neighborhood wives in with her screwing her. She must really think a lot of your lovemaking skills to get all hot and bothered with someone else before you are even a mile down the road."
Boy did THAT last statement feel good. Dan looked me and said that I was probably right and that he was foolish for believing her when she said that she was his and his alone. He said he left a good marriage to come and be with Ginny and he didn't think he could go back to his wife, now. After all, it had been a year and he rarely called her anymore and hadn't seen her in over nine months. What he said next made my heart sing, though!
"You know, Ginny would be furious if I told you this, but I am really your brother-in-law. I am married to Sarah. How can two sisters be so different?"
I knew that talking to Dan was the best thing I had done in a long time. I knew I would now be able to see Sarah, but I had to be careful how I approached Dan about it.
"Dan, if you want, I will speak to Sarah and see if there is any chance of her taking you back if that is what you really want. I always got along well with Sarah, maybe I could convince her that you were sorry. Where does she live now, anyway? Ginny wouldn't let me see her since we got married. I've only talked to her on the phone once or twice and only with Ginny there, so I didn't talk long. I have a question, though? How did you ever meet Ginny? I know she wouldn't go anywhere near her sister - she can't stand her."
"Ginny wanted to see her niece and nephew. (Sarah had kids!!!), so Ginny called me up and asked if she could see them sometime when Sarah wasn't home. I didn't think anything about it then, but one thing led to another and we were screwing before she left that day. She even told me that you and her were divorced, so that she was free to be with me. Just another one of her lies, I guess. Hell, my ten-year-old son even saw us. It took me over an hour to swear him to secrecy. Thank God it wasn't my daughter, she is a tattletale and the whole neighborhood would know. As far as I know, Sarah doesn't know who I left her for. Please don't tell her, I'd never get her back, then." Dan had this pleading look in his eyes.
Ginny came downstairs then stark naked and as mad as could be. "You think my husband is more interesting than this?" as she pointed to her naked cunt. She grabbed Dan and gave me a look like "What did you have to say to HIM?"
Dan looked at me over his shoulder and mouthed "Please?"
I nodded and went downstairs.
Well, things were starting to look up. First, I didn't have to search for her, Dan would tell me right where she was, I was sure of that. Just as I was sure that he wouldn't be getting back together with her if I could help it. Second, the fact that she had two kids was even better. If Sarah and I could somehow rekindle our relationship, I could end up with the children I had always dreamed of having. Third, even though I kind of liked Dan, I really wanted him and Ginny to end up together - they deserved each other. Last, my memory of the one night with Sarah made me realize that I had loved Sarah all this time, more than I could have ever loved Ginny, and maybe that was why our marriage was never any good. I bet I would have gotten a 10 from Sarah's rating book!
Feeling so good, I decided to sneak up to the bedroom (it was no longer OUR bedroom) and see what Dan and Ginny were doing. I couldn't believe my ears when I got there.
Ginny was yelling (I could hear it in the hall through the closed door) about why wasn't his cock getting hard? Didn't she excite him anymore? I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud. She had tried a blow-job, tried to push his semi-hard dick in her cunt and in her ass (she would never do that with me, but I didn't ever ask, either), but it just wouldn't get hard. She started blaming me and wondered what I had said to make him impotent. Thank God, Dan didn't tell her, or my chance of a reunion with Sarah would be over. He put the blame on the fact that I was downstairs and he was pre-occupied. I knew what was coming next, so I scooted back down to the basement just in time to see Ginny rush down in her robe.
"Look could you go somewhere for an hour or two - Dan and I would like to be alone."
"Let me talk to Dan, then I'll go. I think I can stay out a couple of hours. I have to prepare for my business trip Monday, anyway, so I'll just go back to the office."
"Thank you, honey (yeah, right), I'll send him down."
When she left, I broke into laughter for the first time since Ginny's no sex announcement. I felt real good!.
Dan appeared in the doorway looking like a trapped animal.
I told him I heard what went on the bedroom - Ginny WAS yelling after all - "Dan, if you don't make any effort to screw Ginny and do it good, she'll know something's up and you can kiss Sarah goodbye. You know Ginny would just love to tell Sarah that she was the one you left her for. Also, I thought you loved Ginny, why are you having a problem. now?
Dan gave me a sheepish look.
"Somehow after our talk, she doesn't look that good anymore. Maybe the love has worn off. I really want to see Sarah, again."
"Dan, look, I haven't had a chance to talk to Sarah yet - don't get your hopes up until I know more. She may listen to me, she may not, I don't know. By the way, you never did give me her phone number, you know."
"Here it is and here is her address. We live in the old Nelson place in your old home town. She said something about the tree house had always appealed to her, but I never understood that."
My heart was flying again - she hadn't forgotten!
"It was where all of us kids played in the neighborhood. The Nelson's son had died of some disease while he was still a kid, so they let us all use it." Missy Nelson was one of my classmates and she had wanted to screw me, but I didn't like her - everybody said she was a slut and would screw anything with pants. Her brother had died of some disease when he was twelve, though. Missy eventually ended up pregnant in her junior year; the Nelsons moved soon after that.
Dan turned around to go back upstairs. I offered "Maybe if you think you are screwing your wife instead of Ginny, it will help..."
"Yeah, thanks for the suggestion, Ed. I wish we had met under different circumstances, we could be good friends."
"I already consider you one. Maybe you'll see that I was right about Ginny."
"You've got me thinking. Let me know how you do with Sarah. I really want to correct this mistake."
I had a sobering thought What if Sarah had told Dan about us - he would put two and two together and come after me! I had to know.
"Dan, before you go, did Sarah ever mention me? I mean it would be nice to know what she thought of me before I see her. If she doesn't like me, I doubt that I can succeed."
"Don't worry about that. She once told me that the only crush she ever had before meeting me was over you. She said that she got over it, but she would always like you a lot."
"Great, maybe this will work, after all. Now go screw my wife silly. You need to keep her happy so we can have the time to make our plan work."
Dan smiled and left. Boy, did that last statement of mine sound funny. I was asking a guy to screw MY wife, so that he could get back together with HIS wife. No chance of that happening, if I had any say in the matter!
As I left, I heard (though the closed door again) "Dan, I don't know what Ed told you, but I want it taped so we can use it again. I've just come for the fourth time and you haven't even entered me yet!!!"
I was laughing as I got into my car.
As I got to the office, I decided to call my boss. He had always wanted to put an office of our business in my home town as it was centrally located within the state. He had always wanted me to supervise the creation because it was my home town. I had always refused because I didn't want to go home. I knew it would make Ginny mad and I didn't want to be away from home for the six months it would take to set everything up.
"Hi, Larry (my boss and I were also good friends), is that offer to start up that office in my home town still on?"
"Good Grief, Ed! You mean you would do it?"
"Yeah, Ginny and I have had a talk. She and I are having problems with our marriage now, and we both feel a separation of six months would do both of us good. So if the offer is still there, I'll take it."
"Hell yes, the offer is still there. I had about given up the idea of doing it, but it is such a natural fit, that it should really be done. When can you leave?"
"I am supposed to go to Central City Monday for a week, but Dennis could take that route over for me. I could leave and be there Monday if you want."
"Go ahead. I'll call Dennis. He'll jump at the chance to get away from the hell of a route he inherited when Steve passed away."
Larry and I talked for a few more minutes, but I wanted him to get off the phone so I could call both Ginny and Sarah.
I called my house first. Dan answered the phone (kind of a shock - I didn't think he'd want it known that he was there with a married woman).
"I'm kind of surprised you answered, Dan. I would've thought you would want to remain incognito."
"I'm expecting a call from my boss. I told him it was alright to call me here."
"I won't be long. Let me talk to Ginny."
Ginny got on the phone and said "What do YOU want?"
"Just wanted to let you know that you'll have six months to get sick of Dan and Angela and whomever else you're screwing. I have been assigned to open a new office in our home town. I can't pass it up. It would mean a big raise for me (I was lying) and would mean you could have even more gifts when I came back. You also wouldn't have me around to fuck up your fuck sessions. I guess if you still want to call my boss and lie about my non-existent affairs, you can."
The wheels were working in her mind I could tell. Did she still want to torture me or did she want six months of carte blanche instead. Just like I thought, the carte blanche won out. She can be so predictable, sometimes.
Ginny sounded almost apologetic (another act, and not well done) "I've decided you've suffered enough for now. When you come back in six months, I can start over again. I know you'll return. You don't like our home town any more than I do, do you?"
"Thank you so much. I don't want to get on Larry's bad side if I can help it. Enjoy yourself with Dan and whomever else you want. I don't care anymore. And you're right, the six months there will be torture itself. You just won't be there to see it.
Ginny sounded ecstatic "Yeah, knowing you're stuck in that hick town for six months all alone will be worth it to me not having you around to torture. Goodbye and good luck."
Dan got back on the line. "I heard some of that. Are you really going to your home town for six months?"
"Yeah, if I can't change Sarah's mind in six months, its hopeless, don't you think?"
"Your right, it will be bad there. (for Ginny's benefit). Guess I'll go now, Ginny has the lusty look on her face again. I might not be able to walk tomorrow!", he said laughing.
"Yeah, and I know what you're really laughing about. She doesn't look that good anymore to me either. I think you're the one going through torture not me. Good Luck to you, I think you need it more."
Dan was laughing and the phone clicked off.
I picked up the phone to dial Sarah with trembling fingers. What if she
doesn't remember me? What if she no longer wants anything to do me? All these thoughts were rushing through my head as I waited for the phone to be answered. finally a young girl's (at least I thought it was young) voice said "Hello, is this Mandy?"
Laughing, I said "No this isn't Mandy unless my voice has really changed."
She got really apologetic. "I'm sorry sir, I was expecting a call from my girlfriend. I'm Judi Wallace, how can I help you?"
So Dan's last name was Wallace. He must be one of the Wallace boys from the farm outside of town. "I'm looking for your mother, Sarah. Is she at home, by any chance?"
I knew she probably thought I was a salesman (I was).
"Who should I say is calling, sir? Judi was nothing if not polite.
"Just tell her it is her old friend from Halloween in the tree house."
I knew she would know it was me quicker than if I said my name. Sure enough about three minutes later, a voice picked up an extension phone.
"Judi, get off the phone. This is a personal call. I don't listen in to your personal calls, do I?"
"Hello Sarah. Long time no hear." I chuckled.
"Ed, please meet me somewhere, my daughter has a big mouth and I know she will listen in. I want to talk to you in private."
I explained to her that I would coming Monday for six months to open a new branch of the business, and that Ginny wouldn't be coming with me.
"Oh darn! (I could hear the smile in her voice - she didn't want Ginny there either) Meet me at the old malt shop on Monday afternoon at two. It hasn't changed since you left... neither have I" she added with a tone that made my cock hard in an instant.
"See you Monday to go over old times, and maybe some new ones? I asked with a hopeful sound.
Sarah didn't say anything for a minute or two, then she made me wish Monday was here already. "I can't think of anything I'd like more. I've been waiting 19 years for our talk, you know."
I was choked up and managed to stammer out "Can't wait either. I'll be there. I'll be wearing red. You always seemed to like that color, didn't you?"
She said "Yeah I did, still do in fact. Tell you what, I'll wear light blue and white. Think you'll recognize me?"
Those were the colors of her angel costume. There was no doubt now. "If the place was packed, I could find you in a second. See you Monday."
"I'll wait impatiently. Oh, by the way, there is a $7.50 malt that you just have to try. I think you will like it. I had it once, and I never forgot it. Goodbye!" she said hanging up.
Monday couldn't get here fast enough.
Monday was finally here. I had gotten into town about ten o'clock and had just enough time to get settled into the apartment the company had rented for me and to eat lunch, before I was to meet Sarah (for dessert, I hoped).
I walked into the malt shop and saw her. She had changed, of course. She was a bit heavier but the total effect was still breathtaking. One area that I didn't mind her being a little heavier was in her chest. She was now at least a D cup if not a DD cup. I was trying not to stare. I mean, we were in a public place after all. She wasn't making it easy for me. She had on blue and white all right - a blue low cut blouse that just barely covered half of her tits, and a white mini skirt that was almost indecent. I had to remind myself that this was a 36 year old married woman with two teenaged kids. It didn't help. I still saw a teenager in an angel costume. I also knew I had a raging hard-on.
"Sarah, I would have known you anywhere!"
"Hello Ed. Nice outfit." I was in red alright - red shirt, wine colored pants, bright red socks and reddish-brown penny loafers. I looked ridiculous. I guess being in love will do that to you.
"I have a question before we do anything else: how in the world did you manage to get all the way here without being attacked. Any sane man would have been driven insane by that outfit." Her outfit was screaming "FUCK ME" in large neon flashing letters.
"Oh this old thing - I just threw it on. Why, does it look good?" The look on her face said that she knew exactly how it looked and she was ecstatic that it was having the desired effect. My outfit looked even more ridiculous, now.
"You know the answer to that." I looked down, and she followed the gaze. A smile of relief appeared on her face. It was obvious that she was out of the practice of trying to turn someone on. It was working, boy WAS it working!
"Sarah, I had to come to see you. Ginny has been putting me through torture for years and it finally came to a head last weekend."
I then proceeded to tell Sarah everything, including the fact that her husband had left her for Ginny. As I spoke her expression changed from interest, to incredulous, to disbelief, to outright anger. When I was finished, she was red in the face and extremely angry. (Not at me, I hope).
My face must have betrayed that final thought because she said "No, I'm not angry with you. I love you, I could never be angry with you. What I am angry about is my sister, for one. I now and forever renounce that I ever had a sister, I am also angry with my husband. I knew he had left me for someone else, but Ginny? He must be even more stupid than I thought. She's just using him to make you miserable. He probably thinks it will lead somewhere. He was always gullible."
"Sarah, he had even bought a ring for her. He was going to propose to her when he could get you to give him a divorce. Ginny never told him she was married."
"We've been divorced for two months. It was an absentee divorce. He may not even be aware of it. He never showed up for any of the proceedings.
It just now hit me that she had said she loved me. "Sarah, you just said you loved me. But you told Dan that you were over that."
"Of course, I told him that. I wanted to get married and have a family. If the man I have always loved was unavailable, I had to find a suitable substitute. Guess I failed, huh?" She gave a weak laugh, but was on the verge of tears.
She wiped her face with a napkin and continued. "I have always loved you and I always will. When you made love to me that night in the tree house, I knew there was no way I could ever love another man as much as I did you. When you said it was over the next day, my heart broke, even though I knew you were right. Why did you think I wanted to live in the old Nelson house? The tree house would at least remind me of the most wonderful night of my life."
"Sarah, it took me 19 years and a lot of heartache to realize that I left the best thing that ever happened to me in that tree house that night. I just wish Ginny would give me a divorce. I'd marry you before the ink dried, if you'd have me."
Sarah lost all control now and was sobbing heavily. I was worried that we were making a spectacle of ourselves, but as I looked around, there were only two other couples in the shop, both far enough away not to see Sarah clearly.
She finally got herself under control enough to talk. "What do you mean, she won't give you a divorce. I think you have sufficient grounds, don't you?"
"She said that a divorce is what I would want, and since she wanted to torture me a while, she would never give me the divorce while she could still torture me. Why should she - she can just shack up with anyone she wants in front of me and what can I really do?"
"Ed, the divorce laws have changed a lot in the last few years. It is no longer necessary for both sides to agree to the divorce to make it happen. How do you think I divorced Dan? He would never have agreed to a divorce. It was against his principles. Wait a minute - what principles! - he is screwing his sister-in-law while his brother-in-law is forced to accept it. Boy, when I make a mistake, I make a doozy! And as for that marriage proposal, I accept, and I'll do whatever it takes to make it happen. I can't lose you again."
"Neither can I." I thought of Dan and began to laugh.
Sarah was angry and hurt "What's so funny?"
"Do you know what Dan wanted me to do while I'm here? He wanted me to try to patch things up between you and him. He wanted to come back. He had finally began to see Ginny for what she was."
Sarah went from anger to mirth in a second. "You're kidding! (I shook my head no) He is even dumber than I thought. Did he actually think that I would take him back after what he had done? If I would have ever entertained that thought, all I would have had to do was sic our son, Ben on him. Ben has been furious with his father since he left. He hates to see me cry, which I did every night for a month until I realized he wasn't coming back. That's when I started the divorce proceedings."
"Honey (It just seemed right), do you want to go anywhere, like my apartment? I have an old Halloween devil costume that needs mending along with a heart."
Sarah was speechless, but smiled with a happy look that I've only seen one other time - on this same face over 19 years earlier in a tree house.
"Seems like the costume is the only thing that will need to mend, my heart is back in one solid piece, as I hope is yours. Let's go, I can't wait much longer. It's been over a year since I had sex, but over 19 years since I actually enjoyed it."
Talk about ego pumping, I could have floated to my apartment. When I got up to pay the check, I realized I had forgotten my wallet. I didn't have enough change to pay for the bill. I had to talk to the guy behind the counter - he looked familiar.
As I walked up, he called "Hey, Shifty!"
Only one person ever called me Shifty - "Scooter, nice to see you again."
"Don't worry about the drinks, pal this one's on me. I hope you don't make the same mistake twice with Sarah, I'd hate to see her hurt again."
"No way, Scooter. It may have taken me 19 years to wake up, but I'm not sleeping again. I don't want to wake from this dream."
When we got to the apartment, I took my first real good, deep look at Sarah. As I said before, she was heavier than I remember, but almost all of it was in her chest and her ass. I thought the image was just as exciting to me as her image was when I was peeling off the angel costume. I had a surprise for her.
"Sarah, turn around and don't look. I have a surprise for you..."
"I think I've already seen it, but I can't wait to see it again." she giggled, but she turned around.
I got the surprise out from my luggage, and asked her to turn around.
Her eyes got wide and the smile on her face was worth the effort by itself. I was holding replicas of my devil costume (this one was the right size) and her angel costume (HERS was skintight THIS time).
"Feel like recreating history?"
She came over to me and kissed me with the same hunger she had 19 years ago. The difference this time was that we weren't in a tree house and I could really see the body I had fantasized about for these many years. I was drooling (and so was she!).
Sarah could hardly speak "I want to do this, but not the first time. I want to make love with you so bad, I can't wait any longer."
She started to remove her clothes. I stopped her.
"You forgot already. I want to undress you, please let me."
She looked a little apprehensive, she must have been afraid of the way she looked now, but I didn't care. She could have weighed three hundred pounds and it wouldn't have mattered to me. I did notice that her blouse was a button down type - she wasn't trying to make it difficult for me.
As I undid the buttons, I was fumbling like I hadn't done this before. (I hadn't had sex myself in nine months - that was the last time Ginny let me near her in bed). Sarah's apprehension gave away to mirth. She was enjoying my difficulty with taking off her blouse. I finally managed to undo all the buttons and pulled the blouse aside. Unlike in the tree house, she was wearing a bra. Her tits, however, were overflowing the bra and screaming to be released from their confinement. One thing I have never been any good with was removing bras. Ginny always wore front clasp bras when she wanted to get fucked because I could at least see to unfasten it. She only wore back clasp when she didn't care if we screwed or not. As I thought about it, she hadn't worn a front clasp bra in several years. Sarah's bra was a back clasp. I silently cursed. I reached around to attempt to unlock the clasp and found that Sarah was ahead of me - the clasps were already undone. She must have seen my look of surprise.
"One of the things I remember Ginny complaining about with you was how long you took to remove her bra. She bitched about it enough, that I vowed if I got you to remove my bra, it would be front clasp or non-existent. Unfortunately, all my front clasp bras are in the laundry, so I had to make do."
I couldn't believe my ears. How did I ever leave this woman? I pulled the bra off her and I was overwhelmed. I expected a little sag, maybe even a bit of droop, but Sarah's boobs were high and hard on her chest just like they were when she was a teenager. The only difference was that they were about twice the size. She could have posed in any adult boob magazine she wanted to without a problem. I was drooling again, and my mouth was making incoherent sounds.
Sarah had a look of profound relief on her face. She knew that I was still attracted to her. (Attracted, no, in awe was more like it).
"Can I suck them, please" I was begging. I was afraid she'd put the bra back on and hide them again. (My thought processes had taken a hike again.)
"You have to ask? Please, I'm in torture!" She was in torture?!? Maybe she didn't know what she was doing to me.
I grabbed her left boob and started to squeeze it. My mouth went to her right nipple and pulled it into my mouth. I had forgotten that she was super-sensitive on her nipple. She went crazy and this time she did throw me off onto the bed. She came over immediately and threw herself on me and stuffed her boob back in my face. "I better hold you or I'll get away again" she breathed. I wasn't going to argue. I sucked for about a day or two (all right about five minutes, it just seemed that long), and she threw my ego another boost.
"God, I had forgotten how much I love my boobs sucked. Dan just ignored them, he was more interested in plunging right in."
My opinion of Dan just took a nosedive. How can someone ignore boobs like this? This explained his attraction to Ginny a little more. Ginny's boobs were average size - 34B, but she had nice legs and a tight ass. It was obvious - Dan was a leg and ass man, I was a boob and ass man. Legs I could take or leave.
By the time I had enough of her boobs, my cock was harder that it has been in many a year and it was uncomfortable in those ungodly wine pants. Sarah climbed off me, slid her shorts off and said "My turn with you now."
She came over to me and started to unbutton my shirt just like I did her blouse, fumbling just as much. I was worried about her reaction to my older nearly forty year old body. I tried to keep in shape, but I didn't have the time to exercise regularly. I also was heavier than I was as a teenager and most of it was in the belly. Sarah's smile never left her face as she removed the shirt and she put her long hair up against my hairy chest. It felt like heaven, just like it had before. She looked up at me and said "Still like the hair cushion?" I could only nod. My voice was not working again.
She looked at my belly and then did something that removed any last remaining doubts I may have had about her feelings. She sucked my belly button. The feeling was indescribable. I felt as though she was sucking me out through my belly into her mouth. I looked down at her panties and they were so soaked, she might as well not have had them on. She then knelt in front of me and began to remove my pants. I tried to help, but she knocked my hand away saying this was her job, not mine. Again, I wasn't going to argue. When my shorts came into view, I was mortified - I had a large cum stain on the front from where my pre-cum had been soaking them. Sarah looked up with an expression of lust and love and exclaimed "I better get these off quick or your gonna have to buy a new pair. These look like they're all used up." I reached down to her, pulled her up to me and kissed her with passion and love. I took her panties down and looked at her muff again.
Her bush was still hairy and still just as exciting as it was back all those years ago. I laid her back on the bed and she spread her thighs and motioned me in. This time, however, I was going to eat her and she wasn't going to stop me. I had missed doing this the first time and I didn't want to miss it this time. I dove in over her protests saying that she wanted my cock in her. I just looked up and said "I have been tortured for 19 years, its time for me to do a little torturing of my own. Quiet, you'll like it, trust me."
I started to lick around the edge of her sex, but I was careful not to touch her vagina itself. I wanted to make her squirm a bit, but not too long. I was confronted with a river of pussy juice and the overpowering smell of strawberry. I was in heaven again. I licked and sucked at her pussy for quite a few minutes until I heard her screaming at me to fuck her. I couldn't resist any longer and I pulled up and sunk in. It was like taking a belly flop into a river. She was so wet, I was afraid I was going to be washed out again. By the time I had gotten all the way it, her legs had clamped on me and I was locked in her tight embrace. I was actually amazed her cunt was still this tight. She had been married for several years and had two children - how could this wonderful cunt still be this tight? I moved in and out slowly trying to build up the tension, but she was fucking back harder and harder. I finally asked her to please let me fuck her. I wanted to go slow, not fast. I wanted this to last.
Sarah started laughing and said "What makes you think that this will be the only time we do this? I don't have to be back until 4:30, that's an hour and a half from now. I figure we should be good for at least twice more, unless you're too tired?"
Was that a challenge? Well, I couldn't let that pass. "All right, you want it hard and fast, you got it hard and fast" and I picked up the pace. She was matching me thrust for thrust. I was almost there and by reflex I started to pull out. This time however, there was a vise around my body that was not going to let me escape, not that I really wanted to. "You're not getting away, this time, stud!" Sarah moaned. Stud! I had been called many things, but stud was not one of them. I came with a gusher. I hadn't come that good in nearly twenty years, and I was smiling from ear to ear. I looked down and saw the match to my face below me with an even bigger grin and a look of satisfaction in her eyes that made me feel like the greatest lover in the world.
When we had recovered, she smiled at me "I have regretted you not coming in me all these years. I wanted to feel that cum in me so badly. I know why you did it, you didn't want me to get pregnant. I blamed myself for that - I could have stolen a couple of Ginny's Pills, she would never have missed them and you could have come in me like you were meant to."
"My God, Sarah, why was that so important to you?"
"When you stuck your cock in me for the first time I felt complete. It was like something that had been left out of my body had been reattached and I wanted whatever went with that. When you pulled out, I felt like that part of me was missing again and I wanted it back. I wanted it back badly. I never thought I would have to wait 19 years to get it back."
She reached over to my semi-hard cock and said "Now if I want that missing part back in, I had better prepare it." and she put her mouth over my dick just like she did back then. She was even better this time. I guess practice really does make perfect. I reached down for her hanging boobs and started to stroke them. She looked up and said with an evil grin on her face, "Better not, you know what that does to me and I don't want to bite!" She then reattached the vacuum cleaner that was her mouth, and I was hard again in about five minutes. I pulled her off my dick before I shot into her mouth, and positioned her to return the favor. This time, she didn't protest as I munched on my dessert. I must have slurped for ten minutes, but finally I couldn't stand it anymore. I pulled up and laid down on the bed. I asked "How would you like to be on top this time. I'd really like to see those boobs jumping up and down."
Sarah squealed "Wow, Dan would never let me do that!" She climbed on and shoved my dick into her steamy cunt. It felt even better this way if that was possible. I watched those huge boobs bouncing up and down on her chest and I couldn't resist I grabbed both of them and starting squeezing. She came instantly and when I reached up to suck one of them, she came again, even harder. By this time I was seconds from coming again myself, and I wanted to warn her. "I'm cumming, Sarah"
She smiled and shoved my dick down as far into her cunt as it would go, and I shot more goo into her. I shot for a solid three or four minutes. I didn't know I had that much semen left in me. When it was over, I was exhausted.
I looked at Sarah, and I saw a look of complete and utter contentment and more than that, her eyes were showing nothing more than stark love. I was happy for the first time since I was in high school, and I think, so was Sarah.
I managed to speak "Sarah, I give up. There is no way I can go for another round. I am shot. But I am also very, very happy and content. I just wish we could have had those 19 years back. How could I have not known about Ginny all these years? How could two sisters be so different?"
Sarah's voice had a tone of disappointment, but at the same time extreme happiness. "I guess I'm too much for you, huh? No matter, you're going to be here for six months, and I don't intend to let a day go by without doing something with you. Could I interest you in another round, if I let you take my other cherry?"
"Other cherry, what do you mean, Sarah?"
She turned around and pointed to her ass. "This cherry, sweetheart. (gosh, did that word sound good) Dan never wanted to, and we never had the time. I've always wanted to feel a good hard prick up there. I've been practicing, you know."
"What do mean practicing?"
"When you called me, I took my dildo and started stretching back there. I think I can take that huge meat of yours back there with no trouble now, and I want it so bad."
Huge meat? Me? God this woman knew how to turn me on. My dick was getting hard again. I couldn't believe it.
We did screw again, and yes, I did screw her ass. Let's just say it was everything I would have hoped for, and I hoped Sarah would want to do it again. When I came, just little spurts came out. I was dry as a bone. I had always fantasized about doing Ginny in the ass, but I never found the courage to ask her. She would have probably said no, just because I wanted to do it. Never mind that her and Dan were doing it in front of me.
We climbed off the bed and headed for the shower, together. As we were cleaning each other off, we talked some more. Sarah explained that she had taken a vacation day off from work today, but that she had to work tomorrow, so we couldn't get together again until tomorrow night. That was fine by me as I had to find some office space tomorrow. As I was soaping her wonderful body, I started to get hard again. This time, however it hurt because I was not used to all this action. Sarah looked a little sore herself, but she was beaming and happy. I never knew taking a shower could be so much fun. We got out of the shower and I looked at Sarah's naked ass. It was red and looked like it was sore. I asked her about it, but she said she felt wonderful, and if it hurt, it was a small price to pay for having a dream come true again.
That reminded me. "Sarah, Dan and Ginny were ass fucking that first night I saw them. Ginny had a happy smile on her face. I couldn't see Dan's face, but he sure wasn't protesting. Looks like he liked to screw an ass just fine, he just didn't like to screw your ass."
Sarah, who was dressing for home, just looked at me and said "That idiot! I almost begged him several times to screw me in the ass, but he always acted disgusted. I wish I could have a little revenge against him and against Ginny, too. I am thoroughly disgusted that a woman could treat her husband the way she treated you. I mean, to be screwing around on you two weeks after the honeymoon, I just don't believe it."
Sarah finished dressing and came over to kiss me. "Please come over to the house tomorrow night. I want to cook for my man, and I want the kids to meet you. Ben will be thrilled, but I don't know about Judi. We may have to be careful around her, she could cause us trouble." She got that evil look again, "Oh and bring those costumes, I still want to relive history, and I think the tree house will be available."
I laughed and saw her to the door. "Sarah, please think about this. I have an idea about how to get a little revenge on Ginny and Dan. Interested? If so, maybe we can discuss it tomorrow night?"
"You want to TALK tomorrow?" she looked hurt.
"No, but we should have something else to do besides screwing, and besides, I want revenge on Ginny so much I can taste it."
"You're right, I want revenge on Dan and Ginny and I want it bad, too. I'll think about it, when I can get my mind off you and that big hunk of meat." she was laughing and then she left.
I was really looking forward to tomorrow night.
I finished up my morning work, and looked through the realtor listings to find one to show me some office space. I looked and saw "Scooter's Realty". Nah, couldn't be, could it? He was working in the malt shop wasn't he - he probably owned it. I called the number.
"Scooter's Realty." a female voice answered. She sounded awfully familiar.
"Sarah???"
"Ed, sweetheart, how did you know I worked for Scooter?
"I didn't, honey, I was looking for a real estate company for some office space, and I wanted to see if this was the same Scooter I know. I had no idea you were working there."
"Yeah, after Dan left, I needed money and Scooter's secretary had just left to get married. It was a perfect fit. I had always liked Scooter because he was your friend, therefore he was also my friend."
"Is he in, I'd like to talk to him. Nothing against you, you understand, I just need to find some office space."
Scooter's voice came on the line "I thought you'd never ask, Shifty. Sarah told me about yesterday (I was blushing) and she hasn't been so happy for years. I was going to give her the rest of the day off, but I guess the surprise is out of the bag now."
Sarah came back on the line "What do you mean? I already had yesterday off"
Scooter laughed. "I know you well enough by now to know you have something special planned for Ed tonight, and I just wanted to give you an early start on it. Besides, I'm going to be gone all afternoon showing Ed some properties he might like. And I want to talk to my old buddy again, too. You're not the only person in town who likes him, you know?"
I cut in "You don't have to do this, Scooter. I can make an appointment just like anyone else."
Scooter sounded hurt "You just did. Now, Sarah, get home and prepare something to knock Ed's socks or whatever else you want off. I'll lock up behind me when I leave."
Sarah sounded amazed "Scooter, thank you. I'll repay you for this somehow."
Scooter chuckled. "You know Ed's gonna need a best man one of these days..."
I was chuckling too. "Not anymore, he's not. Sarah, see you tonight. What time do you want me there?"
"Oh anytime after six, honey (I was blushing again, that felt GOOD to hear), I'll be waiting with supper. I know you'll like the dessert."
I heard a door close and Scooter came on the line. "She's really in love with you, you know. Always has been. I could even tell when she was with Dan that her heart was elsewhere. I just hope you don't hurt her. I love her like the sister I never had, and I love you like the brother I never had, too." Scooter was an only child, and his parents were dirt poor. I always gave him things that I knew he didn't have the money to buy himself. I made me feel good to help a friend out.
"Scooter, I made a huge mistake back in high school and I have paid for it for 19 years. I will not make that mistake again. Ginny and I have been married in name only for most of, if not all of, those years. When Sarah and I were together yesterday, I realized that if I never saw Ginny again, I could care less. I was always in love with Sarah, but I just didn't have the guts to leave Ginny. I have the guts now. I am filing for divorce as soon as I can find a decent lawyer. Do you know any lawyers in town that I could trust?"
Scooter laughed and said "Just one, my wife, Missy."
I was amazed. He'd hooked a lawyer? What was he doing in the malt shop? I figured he needed the extra money. "Missy? You don't mean Missy Nelson, do you?" I had always wondered what happened to her.
"Yep. That was my kid she was carrying in high school. We married when I was a senior. She went to law school at nights, and I worked two jobs to put her through. She did the same for me to put me through real estate college. We have three kids now, and we couldn't be happier. Why don't you bring Sarah over for a visit, if you can tear yourselves away from each other." This last was said with a sound very much like a leer.
"Where's your office, Scooter? I'll be right over." He gave me the address and I hung up.
Scooter's office was small, just enough for two people. There were two cars in the driveway - an older model Honda Accord and a fairly new BMW. I wondered who the client was that drove the BMW. That had been one of my fantasy cars for as long as I can remember. I knew it was Scooter's too.
I walked in and was greeted by Scooter who was sitting in Sarah's desk going through some real estate listings.
"Howdy, buddy, who owns the Beemer out front?"
"That's mine" came a sweet sounding female voice from around the corner. She came into the room and my mouth dropped open. This was a gorgeous blonde with big blue eyes, a drop dead figure and a smile almost as wide as Sarah's yesterday. There was a trace of a laugh starting. "Why are you asking, Ed?"
"Missy???" This was a surprise. I don't ever remember Missy Nelson looking this good.
"Yes, It's me. Scooter called me at the law office and asked me to come over. I've been wanting to see you since you got in town. But I imagine Sarah's been keeping you pretty busy." she was smiling, trying not to laugh. Scooter, however, was laughing and laughing pretty hard.
"You should have seen the look on your face when Missy stepped in. I thought you were gonna drool all over the carpet." Missy gave it up then and joined her husband in mirth. I looked at the both of them and started laughing too.
"Missy, what did you do to yourself? You look like a centerfold."
Scooter had a big grin on his face, and Missy blushed about two shades of red.
"When Scooter proposed, I realized that it wasn't necessary to make myself into a slut to keep a man. Scooter knew what I was, and he still wanted me. That gave me the courage to try to be the best I could for him. This is the result. What do ya think of the class slut, now?"
"Missy, if you'd have looked like that in high school, you'd have needed a take-a-number machine just to keep track of all the guys that wanted to date you, and I don't mean just to fuck you either. You would not have had to put out unless you wanted to. Scooter, I always knew you had good taste, and this just proves it."
Scooter smiled and said. "You know, you're the main reason we ended up together. You and Ginny."
This was a surprise. I suddenly remembered Ginny's 10 rating for Scooter. I had to ask him. I didn't really want to do it in front of Missy, but my curiosity was getting the better of me.
"Scooter, I have to ask you something." I proceeded to tell Missy and Scooter about Ginny, about all the affairs, about the book and the ratings. I paused a moment and threw the kicker in. "You know, there were only two 10 ratings ever given in the book - one for some guy I don't know, and the other ten was you."
Missy looked at Scooter and smiled. Did she know about this?
Scooter motioned for me to sit down. "Yes, Ginny and I screwed one night. It was the night you and Sarah were in the tree house. (How did he know about that?) Ginny was pissed when she realized that you were gone, and she was even more pissed when she found out that Sarah had left at the same time. Ginny immediately knew what had happened. She knew Sarah was madly in love with you, and she was insanely jealous of her sister. She guessed what Sarah must be trying to do to you, and she knew that you were pissed at her. She thought you would cave in, and she'd have a rival for you. She grabbed me because she figured that I'd know where you went. I didn't have any idea at all, but I had gone to the dance stag, and it was great to leave with a girl - even if it was my best friend's girlfriend and she was mad as a hornet."
Missy broke in then. "I know you thought we were gone for the weekend, but my brother was very sick then, and we decided to stay home. I heard noise coming from the tree house. I'm a light sleeper, and I couldn't go back to sleep. I went to the back yard and I heard the sounds of people fucking. Well, you know me, I was always horny, and I soon was friggin myself in the back yard. When I heard the names being called, I was in shock. Sarah and I had been close friends since we were both little girls, but I never liked Ginny. I had a big-time crush on you for many years, but I knew Sarah had an even bigger one, and when I realized that you and Sarah were finally fucking, I felt good all over, almost as good as I felt after being screwed. My best friend was finally getting her dream fulfilled. I swore to myself to be quiet, I didn't want to disturb you."
Scooter picked up again. "By the time I had walked Ginny home, she was horny as hell. How she got that way, I don't know to this day. Anyway, she pushed me up to her room and practically raped me. I was too surprised to know what was really going on, but this was finally my chance to really screw a girl. Remember back in those days, I would nearly faint if a girl so much as smiled at me. This was the best night of my life. I knew this was a one-time thing, and I was determined not to blow it. I used every trick I had ever read about or had seen in a porno mag or video to try to please Ginny. I think it could have been any boy that night, and she would have given him a ten. She was so horny that she came three times before I was even in her. It lasted about a half hour, and she was out like a light. Believe it or not, I was still horny, and I thought I'd go back home to jack off. When I left the yard, I literally bumped into Missy."
Missy laughed. "That's right, he bumped into me. He bumped into me with my hand buried deep in my pussy, my boobs flopping all over my chest and I was just coming off my second orgasm of the night. Sarah and you were just finishing up. I grabbed the boy in front of me, and ran for the garage. I needed to get fucked, and I needed it bad. I wanted to be out of your way, so that you wouldn't know I'd been there. We made it into the garage and I began pulling his clothes off."
"I was surprised and then I was giddy. I had always heard that Missy was a slut, but she never noticed me. I had wanted to fuck her since the first time I knew what fucking was all about. Since Ginny had taken the edge off me, I was able to last for a long time with Missy. I could tell she was impressed. I guess she was used to guys just using her pussy as a cum receptacle and not caring if she got any pleasure or not. I figured this was a safe fuck, because I knew the class slut had to be on the Pill."
"Scooter figured wrong. I always made the guys who screwed me use a condom, because I didn't want to take a chance at all on pregnancy. I didn't go on the Pill, because I didn't know anyone I could ask how to get some. The only close female friend I had was Sarah, and I didn't want to ask her. We joined together and he stuck his dick in me without a condom. I was so worked up I couldn't have stopped him if I'd wanted to, and I sure didn't want to. That night was the best sex I had ever had, and I realized it was because of no condom. I loved to feel a naked prick in me, and I realized I wanted THIS naked prick in me. I fell in love with Scooter that night. I still am. So you see, we have you and Ginny to thank for bringing us together."
I spoke up now. "Missy, where did you go when you left after finding out you were pregnant?"
"I went to live with my aunt and uncle. My mom and dad wanted nothing more to do with me. They blamed Scooter for getting me pregnant, but it was just as much my fault as it was his. I called him every night and we met at my uncle's place whenever we could. When I had our first son, Scooter proposed to me in the delivery room."
Scooter had been silent for a while. "When I screwed Missy that first time, I knew in my heart that this was what I had been waiting for my whole life. I didn't want to leave her, and I told her I loved her that night. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."
I was speechless. It was nice to know I had done something right for a change.