As always, your comments are welcome.CHAPTER 3 The rest of the day was relatively lazy, me doing chores around the house and Beth chit chatting on her phone. Around 2pm I send a message to Amy. I had a lot of fun last night and can?t wait to see you again. A few minutes later she wrote back. I had a lot of fun too. Would it be needy if I said I wanted to see you again tonight? Wow. She wanted to see me three days in a row, that made me feel ten feet tall. The weird thing was I wanted to see her too, so I texted back. No it wouldn?t be needy and I was serious about answering all your questions and finding out where this is going, if you want to have that conversation. It didn?t take long for her to write back. I would like that. How about pizza at my place and we can watch the game and talk? 6pm? I responded. I?ll be there at 6, with pizza. For the next couple of hours I laid around the house not doing anything. I thought about what Amy would ask and what I would tell her. Did I really want to bring my late wife into this relationship, at least this early in it? I hadn?t decided on how I was going to answer and around 5:30 Beth came strolling down the stairs as only an active 17 year old can, ?Dad, can Sara spend the night tonight?? Beth asked. ?Sure,? I answered. ?What are your plans for tonight?? ?Oh, we are just going to hang out here and watch TV, you can join us if you want.? ?Well, thanks for the invite but I have dinner plans. But I will be home early so don?t think about throwing some party or anything.? Beth gave me a wicked smile. ?Dinner, huh? Well you don?t have to tell me whom it?s with and I won?t ask, as long as you are having fun. And don?t worry about me throwing a party, the orgy was last night.? She laughed at herself and ran upstairs.Beth and I had always had a good relationship when it came to ?crude? jokes, but after her comment earlier about me smelling like sex and her orgy comment, I was starting to wonder a little, but I had to get to Amy?s so I yelled goodbye to Beth and drove to the pizza place and then to Amy?s. As Amy opened the door for me she was in a pair of jeans and t-shirt, nothing fancy and I was glad. I had worn the same thing, it was nice that after three days we had already become comfortable with each other not to have to dress up every time we saw each other. Amy kissed me hello and we made our way to the kitchen. As we ate, we talked about our pasts, where we were from, family, high school life, college life, all the things two people getting to know each other would ask. After we finished eating we sat down on the sofa and watched the football game. After 5 minutes Amy had put her head on my shoulder and it felt right, at least for me. We stayed like that until
Maltepe Escort half time of the game when Amy got up to get us some drinks. When she came back she sat down. ?I?m not sure where this is going and I hope this doesn?t scare you off, but I really like you and was wondering where you think this is going?? Amy asked. ?Well, first off, I really like you too. Second, I want to keep seeing you, but I?m not sure how Beth would feel about that and I?m not sure how the school would feel about you dating one of your student?s father.? ?I?m glad we agree on the first part about liking each other. And I do understand where you are coming from with Beth and my job. Do you think we can make it work if we keep this relationship quiet, just between me and you, for now?? ?I know I can. And it doesn?t mean we can?t go out together, it just means we have to restrain ourselves, at least in public anyway.? We both smiled and laughed at my comment, I think because we both knew it was a little true.Amy looked at me and asked, ?About last night? I was pretty dirty and you said that you liked that?and that you and your wife use to be like that. What does that mean exactly, if you don?t mind me asking?? I knew this topic might come up and I could either lie and see where it goes or tell the truth and see where it goes. I decided this I was to old to be lying and playing games. I hoped Amy would understand. ?It?s a long story, but I have no problem telling you, it is just most women don?t like it when guys talk about their ex?s or late wives.? Amy reached out and took hold of my hand, in a comforting way. ?I don?t mind if you don?t,? she told me, ?and I think if we are going to make this work then we need to be open about our pasts.? I gripped Amy?s hand, reassuring her that I wanted to be there. ?Me and my wife met when we were in college. We were both at the same party and after a few hours and many drinks we ended up back at my place. We were both a little drunk and we ended up fucking for hours. We tried every position and style we could think of. She went down on me, I went down on her, we went down on each other. The next morning I was woken up by her under the sheets giving me a blow job.? I stopped and looked at Amy, she didn?t have a look of disgust or shock, she looked intrigued, like she wanted me to tell her more, all the details that went with the story. ?I didn?t mean to be so graphic, its just I don?t know how to tell the story and not include some of the, more intimate details.? ?You can tell me anything and you can use all the intimate details you want, I promise it won't upset me.? ?Well, we stayed in bed the whole day, having sex, talking, having sex, and talking.
Maltepe Escort Bayan That night we went to dinner and ended up back at my place having more sex and talking into the night. By the end of the weekend we knew we both wanted to be with each other. ?Over the next few months we dated and during that time it seemed that neither one of us could ever get enough sex. Soon we were trying new things, sex in different places, dressing up and role playing, talking dirty to each other and anything we could think of. Over this time neither one of us said ?no? to the other when it came to sex.? I looked at Amy and she seemed like she was in a trance, like a kid listening to a bed time story. So I continued. ?Over the next couple of months she would suggest more and more dirty things. She liked when I talked dirty to her and told her what to do. I really liked this too, it was like she was my own little sex slave, but one day after a particularly dirty sex session I felt bad, I felt that I was treating her like a slut and I didn?t want her to think that?s was how I really felt about her, so I told her how bad I felt. She gave me this little smile and snuggled up to me and said, ?I know that you love me and don?t think I?m a slut, but I like being a slut for you and you can do whatever you want to me and I will always love you and know that you always love me.? So from then on I didn?t worry about it anymore. ?We graduated from school and got married. During our time together we tried everything under the sun, anal, role play, threesomes, public sex, orgies, water sports, making videos, taking pictures, anything either one of us wanted to try, we did and it was great. When Beth was born it didn?t slow us down any, we didn?t want to be one of those couples that stopped having sex because we were parents.? ?Then she got sick. On one hand I am glad she past quickly, because I could barely take it and any more would have killed me. One the other hand, I would give anything for one more day with her. Beth was to young when she died to really remember, which is good, but she never got to know her mom, which still bothers me today. So that?s my story, what do you think?? After I finished my story Amy leaned over and kissed me. She held my head in her hands and looked me right in the eyes, she wanted me to know it was alright and she wasn?t going anywhere. ?Sam, thank you,? she said, ?I know it wasn?t easy for you to tell me that story. Can I ask, what was her name?? I realized I told the whole story without mentioning my wife by name. ?Her name was Jenny.? ?Well Jenny sounds wonderful, I think I would have liked her.? ?Yeah, she would have liked you too.? We sat there for a few
Escort Maltepe minutes, neither one of us saying anything. ?I guess you want to know my story then?? Amy asked. ?No. If you don?t want to tell me or don?t feel comfortable telling me I understand. And the past is the past.? She looked at me with such gentle eyes. She leaned back on the sofa. ?No, I want you to know about my past. I have never really told anyone about it and it meant so much to me that you trust me enough to tell me about you and Jenny that I know I can trust you too.? Amy paused for a second, like she was composing herself. ?I guess it started one weekend in college when I visited Stacy, a friend out of state. We hadn?t seen each other in a few years so when I got there we started talking, telling each other what we were up to and the gossip we had heard about all our mutual friends. I was only staying for the weekend so the first night we went to the bar and I met all her friends and they all seemed nice. At the end of the night a guy friend of Stacy?s asked us if we were going to his party the next night and Stacy said we would try to make it and that it was late and we needed to get home. We ended up back at Stacy?s apartment and I fell asleep on the sofa. ?The next day we hung out at her place and she showed me around the campus. She asked if I wanted to go to the party her friend had mentioned and I said yes. So we got dressed, we both looked really hot, and went to the party. When we got there it was just like a normal college party, a lot of drinking and drinking games, guys hitting on girls and all that. As the night moved on and the party started to run down it was just me and Stacy and four guys sitting around the living room drinking, needless to say we all were very drunk. At some point I made my way to the bathroom and after I was done and was walking out, one of the guys was right there waiting for me. ?The next thing I knew we were back in the bathroom and I was on my hands and knees sucking his dick. I must have done a good job because he came in my mouth after only a couple of minutes. We went back to the den because I didn?t want Stacy or her friends to know what just happened. When we got back someone made the ?where have you two been? comment. The guy just blurted out that I had given him the best blow job of his life in the bathroom.? Amy looked at me, I guess to see if I was still listening?I was? and she continued, ?I was so embarrassed that he said that in front of everyone. But one of the guys said there was no way I sucked dick better than Stacy and she smiled at his compliment. Well the next thing you know is that Stacy and I are taking turns sucking these guy?s dicks, and letting them tell us who was better. Then we had to see who could swallow more cum. Then they dared us to 69 each other in front of them. It was the first time I had ever been with a woman, and needless to say that watching us got the guys hard again. ?I was so drunk and horny that I didn?t care, and neither did Stacy.
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