Fridays had become my day for fun every week. For the last month at 8:00 pm, Molly and I would meet at her house for a weekly fuck session. She was truly an amazing woman. Anything I wanted to do or try she was completely down for. It was also set up so that we didn't even talk during the week, we just knew Friday at eight was our time. We also figured that less communication was better as her husband had less chance to c...

As I pulled into my driveway after another long day at work, rain drops began to fall at a rapid pace against my windshield. Great, just the perfect way to end another shitty day, with a shitty evening full of bad weather I thought to myself. My life had become pretty dreary over the last eighteen months after my cheating wife filed for divorce and then tried to take everything I owned away from me. A little more about me...

The hours were passing slowly as it was finally Friday – the day I had been looking forward to all week since receiving the text from Molly last weekend. The week had been hectic as fuck at the firm, but the driver to get through it all was the plan for tonight. I didn't necessarily know what we were going to do, but I felt I had a good idea. The last time I had seen this woman, she was swallowing my load on her back pati...