My wife of fifteen years left me. Carolyn abandoned her family leaving me as a single parent with three kids to raise on my own. My sister-in-law Loraine, however, was a significant help and comfort. She regularly stepped in to help me with the kids and especially my daughters, with all those girly things that they needed help with and that I knew absolutely nothing about. I had stayed single after Carolyn deserted us so I could concentrate on my kids and their needs, not mine.
One day, after dropping my kids off at school, I bumped into Loraine who was also off work that day. I asked her if she would like to have lunch with me at my place and she accepted.
We spent the day together talking. The conversation became a little awkward when the subject of dating came up. I thought I was happy with things the way they were and didn’t really want anything to change. She understood as she had been having her own marital problems as well and only stayed in her situation because of the kids but told me that her marriage was just for show. Jokingly she commented, “Love is often better being alone.”
I agreed that there is no pressure and no complaints as well as being safer too. Before I knew what I was saying, I asked her if she was still having sex with her husband. Without a flicker, she replied, “No, it’s been more than two years since we had sex, he’s just there for a roof over his head, meals, and occasionally some help with the kids.”
I knew that story all too well.
We both chuckled nervously.
I said, “I guess we’re both in a ‘dry’ spell by choice then.”
She laughed at this remark saying, “I wish it wasn’t so - but you might well be right.”
As she then got up to leave, I stood up as well and we hugged as normal, but neither of us really wanted to let go as we held onto one another. We held each other tightly and our breathing seemed to increase somewhat dramatically.
She looked up at me with her big beautiful, sad but wistful eyes and said, “It’s okay, Steven, I’m okay with us getting together for some closeness if you want to.”
Spluttering in response and struggling to get the words out, I replied, “Sure, you bet I do, yes, why not, good.”
Without further words, we went upstairs to my bedroom where she simply got undressed and stood looking at me, her face flushed with what I hoped was lust, not an embarrassment. I paused for a moment to take in this gorgeous creature and realized that my dry spell had not been such a great idea after all. I really did want her and almost without realizing it, I got undressed as well.
If words were said at this point, they were mumbled as I lay down next to Loraine and her beautiful sexy naked body. I looked at her in lust as I started caressing her and she returned the caresses back to me. Our hands were touching each other’s bodies everywhere and our eyes were taking in everything we could see in wonderment.
She was a girl in heat and not wanting to wait another moment, she indicated to me to mount her. I got on top of her and started to rub the length of my cock along her vulva, stimulating her clit. Groaning, she savored the moment and then became more dominant. “Just fuck me, Steven, do it now, I need this more than words can say. It’s been too long.”
She reached down between her legs and pulled my hard, throbbing penis deep into her tight, soaking wet pussy, slowly at first. Remember, it had been a long time since I had been celibate, and I’m ashamed to say that I had hardly sunk myself deep into her core and thrust a few times when “oooaaahhh.” Well, that was fast.
I’d really not cum that fast since I was a teenager in high school.