October 1997

I could not believe I had this beautiful twenty-five-year-old on her hands and knees with her legs spread wide with my attorney’s cock in her mouth while my prick slid in and out of her pussy.  Oh, what a wonderful slut, and I like sluts. Let me give you a little background.

A week prior:

Although the upcoming divorce caused my heart to twinge occasionally, I was prepared.  In the three weeks prior, I had started a new job with a sweet deal and was ready to close on a nice lakefront home on Lake Travis.

On the day of my divorce, we were in Fredericksburg at 9 A.M. and it went much quicker than I had figured. And by 10 A.M., we were done.

We stopped at a nice restaurant that I had frequented when I lived there for breakfast. Brian (my attorney) ordered bacon and eggs while I ordered eggs benedict along with a bottle of champagne. In spite of a few little tugs on my heart, it was off to the races!

I drove us back to the marina in Austin where we had adjoining slips and took his Searay out for a spin. Then we came back and grabbed a couple of jet skis and had a blast for a few hours. Afterwards, we went to a restaurant for lunch and had, you guessed it, another bottle of champagne.

Not at all sure went on through the afternoon and early evening but we ended up at gentlemen’s club that he represented. We were seated in the VIP section and ordered a bottle of Dom. Our waitress just knocked my socks off! Take a look at the female agent on the new FBI series and you’ll get the idea.

We convinced her to leave early for the night and come with us, as we headed to Brian’s house along with an additional girl.  For some odd reason he called his girlfriend and she was waiting at his house. The shit hit the fan and she threw a royal fit. The other girl Brian had brought along called a cab and split. Fortunately, my waitress and I were off in his garden locked in a deep hot kiss and missed most of the drama. His girlfriend split as well. So instead of three girls, we had one. What the fuck?

Poor Brian!  We got to the marina and he went over to his boat and I took my lovely, sexy twenty-five-year-old friend to mine which I called Shenanigans, taking her out on this lovely starlit night.

By the time we were past the breakwater, my sexy waitress had all the buttons on her blouse undone. Something about good size boats (especially with a flybridge) seems to make women want to undress.

When we got to a secluded cove, I put the boat in a circular spin by having one engine in reverse and the other in forward.

I just had to kiss those lovely lips, bright red and inviting. I slid my hand over those lovely pointed breasts with rock hard nipples and I was in heaven. I licked my way down to her breasts and feasted on her nipples. Taking my time, I licked my way down to her belly button and swirled my tongue inside it as deep I could get then pulled her panties off and I took a nice lick up her little slit and teased around her clit until she grabbed the back of my head and forced me onto a very, very large clit that was actually hot in my mouth. She came quickly and I slurped every bit of pussy juice I could. Sometimes I think I like eating pussy more than straight fucking. Then I slowly ran my tongue up the crack of her ass. This was a delightful new skill I acquired in July of that year, but I’ll explain that a bit later.

We enjoyed each other and the starlit night, had hot primal sex once more and headed back to my slip.

We went down inside the cabin and I folded out the couch which was about like a double bed. After I got that done, I poured us another glass of champagne and I snuggled up real close to her. She wasn’t having any of this snuggling bullshit and jammed her tongue down my throat. We just ripped off our clothes and I turned her around on her hands and knees. She spread her legs as far as she could and oh what a sight! I slid right in with one deep thrust and was ramming away like an oil derrick.  My eyes were closed for a bit until I heard some scuffling around in the small galley that has an island shelf jutting right up the couch. Holy shit! Brian had silently let himself in and sat naked on that shelf and waved his cock in from of the waitress’s face and she just sucked it right into her mouth.  The sight of this beautiful creature being spit-roasted was incredible. Apparently, she liked it too since there were some moans and then her thighs and ass just started to tremble. Good thing we were in our marina or the scream she let loose would have brought the police anywhere else.

So how did things get to this point you may ask?

Perhaps a brief overview of my seventeen-year marriage may clear things up for you a bit.

Dec. 1979

I met Wendy through a buddy of mine who was dating her roommate and we really hit it off. I remember taking a trip to Monterey for Christmas along with a guy who lived across the hall from me. We also worked together at Intel.

When I got back there was a note nailed to my door asking me to call and complaining of a lack of hugs, kisses and hot sex. Talk about warming a man's heart!

Things proceeded along really nice; the sex was hot, completely uninhibited and very, very frequent. We were head over heels in love.

We got married in October of 1980 and had a daughter in 1985.  In the five prior years, my career really took off. I was noted as a top engineer and received several nice bonuses and raises.  We had gotten into horses so when the company I worked for offered to move us to the Austin, Texas area we jumped at it. I found us a small ranch in the Texas hill country and we moved there, all expenses paid.

It was remote and that, as it turns out was a big mistake.

Our marriage started to crumble little by little by that point.  There were periods where we got our old mojo back but they became farther and farther apart.

My wife went from a beautiful sex goddess, in both looks and action to a colder and colder bitch.

Over the years, it became more and more of a problem and in 1994, I left.  We took some time away from each other, before trying to date one another again, and oh my god, it was steamy as hell!

I really did not want my kids to live with an absent father (oh yeah, a second daughter in 1990) and I was still in love with this woman, so after five or six months, I moved back home.

Well, that hot happy horseshit lasted around six or nine months and the frigid woman started showing up again. I tried everything I could think of to spice things up and get the passion back. I even offered her a threesome for her fortieth birthday and she said no. What the fuck, I thought any woman would have jumped at that.  I’d fucking had it and while on a trip to Lake Tahoe to visit with her parents, I decided I was not going to put up with it any longer!  At around 3:00 A.M., one-night walking around in Tonopah, Nevada, I decided divorce was the only recourse.

When we got home, I asked her to join me on the front porch while the kids played in the living room.

I told her I was leaving and she expressed surprise. How in the fuck can you be surprised when I’ve called you a lousy, good-for-nothing bitch more times than I could count and we had NO sex life?

So, I left this time for good.

July 1997

The day I moved out, I spent the night on my cabin cruiser in a Lake Travis marina. I woke up and went up to a small breakfast and bar area reserved for slip owners and was pleasantly surprised to find the guy in the slip next to me and his girlfriend.  I was really elated when Nancy, the lady who tended the outside bar showed up.  We had been flirting a lot over the last two years and we were both smiling when I told the three of them, I had left my wife, and this time for good.

Later that afternoon, I heard a knocking on the inside cabin where I was in bed taking a nap.  It was Nancy!

I unlocked the hatch and with a grin from ear to ear I invited her in.  I opened a bottle of wine and we managed to get two sips in before we attacked one another. I had missed passion so fucking badly.

I kissed her mouth and our tongues did a lovely waltz deep in her mouth. I slowly ran my hand under her hair and started kissing her neck. It was getting really steamy at this point and I was thankful for the AC.

I just could not go slowly anymore so I yanked the tie to her thong bikini off and literally ripped her top off. I stood back and gazed upon an extremely sexy woman. I was as hard as hell.

My brain kicked back in and I decided to slow things down a bit so, I laid her in my bed and proceeded to lick every inch of this incredible body.  Her breasts were rather small, A or B cup, just what I like. I took her left nipple in my mouth and made love to it with my tongue. I was rewarded with a guttural moan. I teased my way down her flat belly getting close to her pussy but not touching it. Then I caressed her inner thighs and by this time she was rolling around and demanding that I fuck her, loudly. My face ended up just inches from her pussy and the pretty little crack of her ass. I’m not sure what came over me, but I oh-so-slowly licked up the crack of her ass and swirled my tongue over, in, and around that enticing little rosebud.

Then my tongue moved back down that crack again to her pussy and that blond pubic hair (something I had never seen before), and this time, I made a feast of her sex. I licked her clit as I put one then two fingers inside her. I stealthily grabbed the KY I kept below the bed and lubed up two fingers on my other hand. When I slowly slid my first finger in her ass, she screamed with pleasure! She was thrusting her hips into and around my head so hard, breathing actually became to be a bit of a struggle. I then slid my second finger into her gorgeous ass and she came like a rocket. My face was drenched and I absolutely loved it.

I was about ready to slide my cock into that inviting pussy when she flipped us around (turnabout is fair play, I suppose) and began licking so slowly it hurt, every part of my groin except my dick. What the fuck!  She took a ball into her mouth and licked it so damn good. I yelled get over there and suck that dick!  We both chuckled and into her mouth it went. The way she could slide up and down my shaft, teasing the head, was driving me wild.  But I was soon to enjoy something even more erotic as she kept getting more and more of my cock in her mouth. I heard her gag a few times and thought that was hot, but after the third or fourth gag, my cock actually slid into her throat. I had never felt that before. I’d seen it in some porn flicks but thought that was the only place that happened. She came up for air looked me in the eye and smiled and down she went again. After four or five times of this, I erupted down her throat. Although I was in a somewhat shocked state, I was also on cloud nine

This was the first time I was with a woman besides my wife in eighteen years and also the first (but thankfully not the last) time I felt my cock slid into a woman’s throat, and I had licked a woman’s ass and loved it. Three big firsts for sure!

The next three months were a bit of a blur. Somewhere along the line, I put a bid in for a lakefront home and arranged financing. Three weeks prior to my divorce, I took a new position with another semi-conductor-related company, which my finance lady threw a fit about and everything was set up.

Nancy and I dated a few times but it went nowhere. She had kids and was looking for something I was not at all receptive to.

I partied hard, worked a tad, and generally had a blast. One morning, I woke up at a hotel in Galveston next to a woman I didn’t recognize, having no idea how in the hell we got there. Apparently, I had driven and that scared me to no end. Note to self: “Cut back on the drinking.”