I fell in love with someone who was a plutonic friend
BESS.
This is a short story of an affair a long time ago. It took place in the early 1980s.
Me: I am not going to say I am 6’, 200# with 10”. I was really--5-7, about 140#, in good shape but not a muscle jock, dark hair and 6”. I was the manager if an Electronic Engineering lab for a large company. I was 35 at that time. My best trait was my personality, as I could talk comfortably about mostly anything. Should have been in sales, Eh?
Bess: 5’1”, 100# soaking wet. “A” cup (1 mouthful), which on her small frame did not look bad. . The rest of her could have been a model, with round hips, muscular legs, and somewhat flat stomach. The face was what you fell min love with Auburn hair, shoulder length, framing a lovely heart shaped face. Kind of looking like a retired gymnast. She was 45 at that time. She was a highly regarded 6th grade teacher.
I was an Engineering type but did not have a degree. I was working on that going to Night College along with a job and family. I was almost there, needing only 1 semester. I needed a Phys Ed course for it, so I enrolled in a tennis course run on Saturdays at the school. She, being a teacher, was required to take 2 courses a year or their salary was reduced.
About me: I was happily married at that time, had a 7 yr old, a nice house, and was living the American dream. My wife and I had no quarrels. Sex was no-hold-bared, and whenever I wanted it, or when she asked. I had no thought about strange stuff.
On the third class, we were paired by the instructor as a team in doubles. We won and afterwards she struck up a conversation, since we were the only ones over 30 in that class. It was sort of this is me, and where I intend to go. She had a husband and 3 sons. Being I am a good listener, reading between the lines, I picked up on something, but did not pursue it. Talking about possible family troubles the first time you meet someone is not cool.
The classes ended and the students decided that we all play at the school courts every Saturday at 9 AM against each other for recreation. She and I agreed. After a few months, all the others bowed out. She and I continued and many a time afterwards we talked for a while.
One day, she came there is a real bad mood, almost crying. I suggested forgoing tennis, and talk about it. She said that she and her husband had it out last night. He complained about her cooking, not enough time together (he was also a teacher), and mostly she was bad at sex. I made a comment such as “what the hell does he want, that way--- a nymphomaniac?
She laughed. She said she went to the library (this was way before the internet), and read some books on sex to improve her skills. (Think about it: what do you think what would happen if an elementary school teacher got caught with “those” books?) She said she tried some new things with him. She said it initially made a difference but last night he said he was moving out.
I said “He has got another woman and he going to live with her”
She said “He said no; he wanted to be alone.”
After that her mood slowly came back. However, a couple of months later she was crying again. Being I have a baaadd sense of humor, I said “What happened? Did he come back?”
She started laughing and said “How did you know?”
“I work with a bunch of guys and even though my hearing is not 100% I hear their tales of woe, actually, its great entertainment.”
“He came back, he said he’s sorry, however, he comes home late a few times a week He teaches gym at an elementary school, so he’s not correcting test papers. I think he’s at it again.”
I said “Either that, or he found out that he was in a greatly disadvantaged position by walking out without doing the legal paperwork for separation. You could have nailed him to a cross”
“I don’t care about that. Money is not a problem. I don’t need a lot to survive. I just want this to be over, one way or another.”
Next week, she called and said he left, but did the paperwork this time. She followed him and he was greeted at an apartment door by a 20 something yr old, which she recognized as being a new teacher at his school. I said “You want to talk, meet me tomorrow at the court.” She agreed.
We met at the courts and she came to my car, which was a big Chrysler, and said “I would rather talk this out if you don’t mind?” I popped the locks and point to the back seat which did not have a divider console like the front. They built some great cars back then.
She said “At first I was furious. Then, I mellowed out as it’s settled, and I can move on. I want to say something, but don’t comment until I finish.” I nodded OK “Being here with you and talking has helped me a lot. Also, you are exactly what I am looking for if I get re-married. You are good looking, and a pleasure to talk to. I imagine that if you have a problem at home, you two talk it thru and solve it. Your wife is very lucky.”
I replied “Thank you. In my occupation, I must communicate well with others, and solve both electronic and logistical problems in the department. As far as you are, to me, if circumstances were different, you would be living with me right now.”
She had this big smile and “What do you love about me the most?”
“When your husband presented you with the list of your faults, most women would have had a good cry, smashed some things and made a bee line to a lawyers. You tried to solve the problems by learning what it would take to do so. Evidently, he was not interested in solving the alleged problems. They were just an excuse, as he is going thru “male menopause” so to speak. He just wanted someone new, different. younger. There’s nothing wrong with you.I see this with the other guys at work, a lot.”
She gets this big smile and scoots over to me and started to kiss me. I mean her tongue is tonsil exploring, and let me tell you, I was getting aroused. She then moved onto my lap, and continued to kiss me. I got a lot more aroused as she was also moving her ass around on my dick. She separated from me a bit and said “there is something I need to know, and it may turn you off. I do not want to loose you as a friend so if you don’t answer, it is OK.”
I nodded yes. She said “He was right in one respect, as I was not “into” sex. There was very minimal foreplay: A bit of kissing, some hands on, and laid there while he did me, with never any oral one either of our parts. I did not get many orgasms, and regret maybe not pleasing him. I would like to try out my new found skills on you, if you think it would not ruin our friendship.”
I was turned on big time at that point, and said. “I could do this if it would help you. Maybe even learn something new.” And we both laughed.
She went back to kissing and reached down and was fingering my dick, which was hard now, very hard. This was the first time I had anything like this after marriage, which was 8 years. I reached over and popped the buttons on her blouse, and removed it. (My car had deeply tinted windows because we lived in the Deep South to help the air conditioning, and privacy).
I suckled one of her tits which were surprising firm for her age and kneaded the other one. She was purring and moaning. She then pulled down my zipper and lowered my shorts and boxers to where it sprang out. She was now stroking it. I said “You learned fast in what you read. I like it.”
I reached under her skirt and came to her pussy, which had no panties on it and was wet. I rubbed her there and inserted a finger looking for her clit. Her moaning increased. I knew I found it when she shrieked and the love juice flowed. She then shook and the flow increased. A scream said ORGASM!.
After she came down from that, I went down on her. She said something like “What are you doing?” I got my face down there and licked her slit then found the clit. I licked and sucked it for a bit. I brought my hand down there and using two fingers, I searched got her “G” spot. Finding it resulted it a subdued squirt, and another orgasm.
She said “Give me a minute. Then, I want to pleasure you.”
She went down on me and took it into her mouth fast and started gagging. She pulled it out and asked me “You must have had this done before. What am I doing wrong?”
I said “Do it slowly. Take a little bit in, and once you are getting used to that, take a bit more, until you can’t take more.” She did that and finally had the whole thing in. She asked me to warn her when I came. I warned her and she pulled out and used her hand to finish it, and put her other hand over it to block the discharge. I came a lot. She scooped up some and tasted it.
“Its salty tasting, but not bad, and I could get used to this.”
“So can I”
Later, she did it again, but swallowed. I went down on her again. She said: “If I get remarried again, can I get you to teach my new husband that?”
“I don’t think so.”
We thought that we should go now, but she said she would call for a future meeting. It was the next Saturday at her condo which she bought with her share of the money from selling the house.
We started kissing and groping each other. I fingered her while she took my dick in her hand and stroked it. I got hard fast, and was enjoying the hell out of this. I don’t know if it was being with her, or the fact it was not right being married and all, or being my first time outside of the marriage.
She went to her knees and sucked me, and did a good job. I stopped her and went down on her for a little while. She was wet and I was hard, ready for round 2.
We went to her bed and while kissing, I laid her down in bed and was ready to mount her, She said “Wait. My husband did not allow me to be on top. The books I read call this then Cowgirl position. Can I try this?”
“Please do.”
I turn over onto my back and my dick is straight up. She throws one knee over me like mounting a horse and centered herself over me. She took my dick in her had and aimed it to her dripping wet pussy, and in all the way in one slow deliberate move. It bottomed against her cervix. I said “Ride em, cowgirl.” She rode me hard and I came after 10 minutes. She sank down all the way while I was cumming. Almost at the same time, she had an orgasm with a gush of her love juice which drenched me. I asked “Where did you learn that?”
“By reading the porno books. Found some my ex had and appropriated them.”
“Let me say this. If your ex actually wanted this, and knowing you like I do, something like this session we are having would have saved your marriage, and made the both of you happier and closer. Again I will say: he was having mal menopause.
Continuing on, “Your husband is a stupid asshole. You are great in bed. You are cuter than hell, and smart; very smart.”
“Is there any other positions you want to try?”
“Yes, dog style”
After a short rest, she gets on all 4s at the edge of the bed, and wiggles her butt and pussy in an enticing manor. I got hard again quickly. (New toy aspect?) I got behind her and using my fingers, got her wet and ready. I lined up on her pussy and slid it in all the way and started pumping her. I reached around her and caressed her tits and rolled the nipples in my fingers. I then got on my toes so my dick would rub her clit, and she shrieked and had a juice flow. I pumped her harder and faster. Her flow increased. Then, she shook, screeched, clamped up on me and had a major orgasm, and squirted. I came big time, and we both melted down onto the bed.
I said “I need a shower.” She said “Together” She took my hand and led me into the shower. We soaped each other, fondled, rinsed, kissed, and then rinsed off. We also dried each other.
I said “Where do we go from here?”
“Good question. We could do this every once in a while. I intend to date now that I know the problem with my marriage was not totally me, and I know what I want.”
I said “OK. I still want my family and intend to stay that way. But a deviation once in a while….”
We did get together a couple of months later. She called me a month after that and told me she found someone and we would have to quit what we did. We could be friends. I do not intend to tell him about us.”
“I agree, However, I don’t think I will be at the wedding. I think you understand.”
“Yes, I do.”
Epilog. Me, the somewhat religious, devoted husband and father had an unplanned affair and enjoyed it. I did have some regrets, as a guilty conscious would kick in every so often.
In mentioning Male Menopause in the story, I guess in a way this happened. I guess I somewhat fell in love.
However, most men respond to having a great looking woman being interested in them….