I sighed, knowing that I had to go through the goodbyes again. It was always the hardest part for me. I wandered over to them and pulled up a chair.

“Have you two had a good time today?”

They both began telling me their favourite parts of the day, and I could see how great it was for them to have spent some time with family. Once their animated conversation died off again, I asked them if they were ready to go back to Mum's. I could see them deflate a little, but it wasn't because they didn't want to be with their mother; they just wanted more time with the rest of the family. I told them to say their goodbyes to everyone and watched as they went around hugging and saying goodbye to everyone. When they were done, everyone wandered out to the car park. Mum, Hannah and Mark all hopped into their hire car, and we said we would see them at home. Sharon, the kids, and I piled into my car, and we drove off.

After going through the process of dropping the kids off and trying to keep my shit together, we drove off again. I let out a huge sigh as though I had been holding my breath.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, it's just always tough saying goodbye. I guess I'll get used to it one day, but it isn't today.”

“I know it's shit for you. I am sorry that it's so tough what's happening with the kids, but I have to say, you are so much better off without her.”

“I know; I just wish I didn't have to deal with her at all.”

“You know I can't stand the bitch, but if it wasn't for her, you wouldn't have the two amazing kids that you do. You have been really hurt by her, and I will never forgive her for that, but if you focus on those two amazing kiddos and just put her out of your mind as much as you can, you will be okay.”

“I guess I just wish she would consider them instead of being so damn selfish. She either can't see what it does to them or she doesn't care.”

“Yeah, you know she is not likely to change, though.”

“True.”

We travelled in silence for a few moments more, and I could feel the tension wearing down the nice little buzz I had going, and I just didn't want to give her the satisfaction.

“Fuck it. I don't want to talk about her. It's my birthday, and I have had a fucking awesome day.”

Sharon smiled and nodded.

“I'm glad you have had a great day. It's not over yet, either. You still have one last present to unwrap.”

She picked up the hem of her dress and waved it around a little to emphasise the wrapping on this present.

“And what an incredible present it is. I kind of like that I get to keep it all to myself too. I don't want to share this with anyone.”

Sharon laughed.

“You better not tell anyone about it either. We would be so screwed if anyone found out.”

“Yeah, but you know what? I wish I didn't have to hide it. I wish that I was closer to you and no one knew us so we could be free to do whatever we like.”

“Mmm, that would be nice. Shame it can't happen, what with the kids and Mum as well as Hannah and Mark.”

“It doesn't hurt to have fantasies.”

“No, it doesn't, and you just never know what the future holds.”

The rest of the way home, we were each lost in our fantasies of what that future could be. In my heart, though, I knew this was never going to be more than a bit of fun between us when we got together. Maybe it was better that way anyway. No stress, no commitment, none of the usual relationship drama, just some good, dirty fun when we could. It made me look forward to making more time for a road trip at least once a year.

It seemed that Sharon had been having similar thoughts to mine as well.

“You know that nothing more is likely to come of this, despite our fantasies, right?”

“Yeah, I know. It would be impossible to explain to anyone, and I think it would lose some appeal if we had to live a secret life all the time.”

“It would. I want you to know that I don't have any regrets about this weekend, though, and I am glad I found that story.”

I smiled as I thought about how horrified I was once I realised she had read it. Her reaction to it was not at all what I would have expected in my wildest fantasies. It had made me realise that people were more open-minded than I was prepared to give them credit for, and perhaps I wasn't so strange after all for wanting to share my stories with other people.

About a block from home, Sharon pulled over on the side of the road. I looked quizzically at her, silently asking what she was doing. She took her seatbelt off and turned in her seat to face me.

“There's something I want, but it might sound a bit odd.”

“Okay.”

“When we get back to your place after we are sure everyone has gone to bed for the night, I want us to make love. Not just fuck but actually make love. I want to give myself to you for tonight. I know it can only be for tonight, but I want you to show me what it would be like to be your wife or lover. I want you to do all the things you would do for a lover.”

I nodded, not really sure what exactly that was, but I kind of understood where she was coming from. I took my seatbelt off and leaned across. I gently placed my hand on the side of her face and looked deep into her eyes.

“Tonight, I am your man. I am your lover; I am whatever you want me to be.”

My voice had become husky with desire, but there was something else there as well. Some deeply buried longing for a lover who was my equal. A lover who wanted me as much as I wanted her. A lover who wanted more than to be pleasured and who only reciprocated out of a sense of obligation. I wanted someone who wanted me.

I kissed her very gently on the lips. Her lips were so plump and soft that the sensation was in itself an erotic dream come true. Soon she returned my kisses, and we each grew more ardent with our desire. I wanted to kiss her everywhere, right here, right now, but I knew I had to wait.

We finally separated, and I just held her and stared into her eyes like it was the first time I had ever really looked at her. I could feel her trembling in my hands.

“Fuck, Dave. We need to get home before I flood your seat.”

I laughed, and I felt the tension ease a little, although not the tension that was in my pants. Sharon put the car back in gear and drove the last block home. We walked into the house and saw Hannah and Mark sitting on the couch.

Mark was in the motion of standing up as I opened the door.

“Oh, hey, guys. I was just going to go to bed. Hannah wanted to wait up for you.”

“Hey, sorry to keep you both waiting.”

Hannah smiled and stood up next to Mark.

“How did it go? Did the evil bitch carry on at all? How were the kids? Did they have a good night?”

“Hannah, I have had far too much to drink to even pretend to try and keep up with all your questions tonight. But the kids are good, no evil bitch, and, um, I forget the rest. Go to bed, which is exactly where I am going, and I will happily tell you all I can in the morning.”

She smiled indulgently at me, not taking any offence at my jibe about her questions. She came over and gave me a big hug.

“Happy birthday, David. I hope it's been a good one.”

“It's been the absolute best, thanks. I love you, Han. Thanks for coming all this way to make me feel special.”

I gave her my traditional kiss on top of the head, and she squeezed me tight for a second before letting go.

She turned and took Mark's hand.

“Come on, Mark, bedtime.”

“Goodnight, guys.”

Mum was already in bed, having gone as soon as they arrived home, and I could hear the sound of her beginning to snore already. Mark and Hannah were talking quietly to each other as they settled in for the night. Sharon had gone off to the bathroom to have a quick shower before bed, and I was just enjoying the small sounds of a home full of family as opposed to the silence and creaking of being alone in an empty house. It was bittersweet because it felt great to have family around, but I knew that it would all come to an end very soon.

I heard the shower stop, and I moved towards the bedroom. As I turned the corner, Sharon opened the door and stood there completely naked. She must have heard me coming and timed it. She had a halo created by the steam and the light behind her. There was steam still coming off her body, and it was an incredible image that would live alongside the one of her as a silhouette, naked and riding her boyfriend, from when I was younger. She stepped out of the bathroom with a sultry smile on her lips and wrapped her arms around me. She kissed me long and hard and slid her tongue in past my lips.

It was a brave thing to do as Hannah or Mark could have easily decided to use the bathroom. I have to admit, though, there was a thrill at the risk, and it excited me. My hands began to roam across her back and then settled on her ass with one cheek in each hand. I was squeezing them, and she was grinding against my hard cock. Sharon released the kiss and whispered in my ear.

“Go have a quick shower and then come and make love to me.”

She bit me gently on the neck and sent shivers throughout my body. She stepped away from me and moved off to the bedroom. Mesmerised by her ass, I almost followed. I practically ran into the shower and washed myself thoroughly. When I returned to the bedroom, she was spread out on the bed, face down and displaying that magnificent ass. I closed the door behind me and climbed onto the bed next to her.

She turned her head to look at me and smiled, but neither of us said a word. Her words from earlier returned to me about making love to her as I would a wife or partner, and I vowed to take that seriously.

I began running my fingers along her spine, from the top of her neck, slowly down until they rose onto her butt then curved down around the cheek furthest from me. My fingertips drew circles on her bum that got increasingly larger until they encompassed her hip, went across the back of her thigh and slid lightly along her crack back up to her spine. My fingers wandered back up to her neck and then began to descend again. They followed the same path as before, but this time it was the cheek closest to me that got the attention.

When my fingers returned to her neck, I replaced them with my lips. I kissed the back of her neck, holding her hair out of the way with one hand. I felt a shiver go through her, and a small moan escaped her lips. I kissed her neck and her shoulders, then slowly kissed my way down her back, trying to kiss every part of her that I could see. I kissed my way down and paid extra attention to the two dimples just above her butt and then her nice, firm cheeks.

Sharon was moaning and seemed to be struggling to stay still. I kissed my way down the back of one thigh, following the seam of an invisible pair of stockings. I kissed down to her Achilles tendon, then shifted her legs apart. I moved in between her separated feet and then kissed my way back up. I paid extra attention to the backs of her knees when I felt her quiver as though it tickled. I pushed her knees gently apart, and she readily spread her legs further. I glanced up and watched as her moist lips began to part before my eyes. God, she looked so delicious.

I began to kiss her inner thighs, slowly making my way closer to her delicious-looking pussy. I could smell her arousal, and it fuelled my own to even greater heights. I was teasing myself as much as I was teasing her by going slowly. The closer I got, the more she began to move. Her hips were slowly humping up and down, and she was moaning in anticipation.

Closer and closer I went until her hips began to lift, allowing me even better access. I placed my hands on her hips and moved in but then paused. I could hear her making pleading noises as I breathed on her sensitive folds. Then, when I felt she couldn't wait any longer, I ran my tongue from her clit, dipping in between her wet lips and savouring her nectar. She gasped as the shock of it sent an electrical charge through her body. She then pushed back into my face, letting me know that I was doing something right.

I licked and sucked until I could hear her breath coming in short panting bursts. I knew she was close to an orgasm, but I wanted to tease her as much as I wanted to give her pleasure. Besides, I wanted this to last as long as possible. I pulled back and released her lips from mine. She pushed back towards me, trying to maintain contact, but I pushed her hips back down with my hands.

“Oh, God. Don't stop. Don't tease me.”

I moved up between her outstretched legs, kissed her ear and whispered.

“I am not finished with you yet.”

Sharon, feeling my weight against her bum, pushed up against me. The head of my cock was pushed against her opening and slipped up and down between her lips, getting lubricated by her cum. It felt amazing, but the angle would never allow for any sort of penetration, and in the end, it was a brutal tease for both of us. The heat coming from her was so inviting, and I wanted desperately to be inside her.

I moved off her, and she rolled over to face me. She pushed my shoulder until I was flat on my back, and she began kissing me with a fervour that I hadn’t experienced before. It was like she wanted to devour me, and it was very exciting. My heart was pounding in my chest, and my skin seemed to be electrified. I could feel with great intensity everywhere that her body touched mine. Her nipples were grazing across my chest and then lower as she began to kiss her way down my body. She gently bit my nipples, making me suck in a breath through clenched teeth at the sharp sensation.

She moved down a little further and rocked back and forth while my cock slid between her breasts. The mixture of my pre-cum and her cum that had coated the head of my cock made it quite slippery, and it was a lovely sensation, but it didn’t compare to the sensation of her taking hold of my cock and taking it slowly into her mouth. She moaned and sent vibrations through me as she held my cock in her mouth and worked her tongue all over it. She began to bob up and down, driving me wild with her wet lips and suction. It felt amazing, but it was almost too good.

“Oh, Sharon. I don’t want you to, but you need to stop.”

She released me from her mouth and smiled up at me.

“Was that good?”

“It was fucking incredible, but I wasn’t going to last much longer.”

“Well, we can’t have that now. I want you to cum deep inside my pussy tonight.”

It was so incredibly erotic to hear her say that. She began to crawl back up my body. My hypersensitive cock dragged down her chest and belly before I felt the crinkly hair of her pussy. I could once again feel the heat emanating from her as she sat up. She trapped my cock between her lips as she sat astride my hips and pushed herself into an upright seated position. She began a slow rocking motion that caused my cock to slide back and forth between her lips and against her clit. It was a slow-paced erotic torture, and it felt amazing. She was so wet that I could feel her cum coating my cock and balls. She reached up and began pinching and twisting her nipples in a way that looked like it would have been almost painful, but she was enjoying it. My hands took hold of her hips and helped guide her back and forth for a while until she came to a sudden stop. She was panting and trembling, and I realised she had just had a small orgasm.

She giggled after a moment and leaned forward to kiss me.

“I just came on your cock, and you aren’t even inside me yet.”

“I think it’s time we remedied that.”

“Absolutely.”

Sharon sat up again and raised herself. She took my cock in her hand and lined it up. She began to slowly sink, taking me inside of her inch by agonisingly slow inch. It felt incredible as she enveloped me with her damp warmth. She lowered herself...