1 comments/ 6051 views/ 6 favorites A Whole New Life Ch. 02 By: Sinstories Dave woke up early Thursday morning, the morning after his encounter with Karen. He lay in the morning light, imagining Karen last night. Reaching down and feeling his cock stiffen as his mind ran through their time together. He thought of her phone number in his brief case. He wanted to call her. But should he call her today? She had said a couple days, so maybe he should wait. But to be honest, he didn't want to wait, he wanted to taste that sweet pussy again and feel her lips wrapped around his cock. One thing he did know for sure, he was going to get out of this rut he'd been in since he and Joan had separated and it was going to start today. He popped out of bed, slipped on his workout clothes and went down to the hotel's gym. He felt a renewed drive as he went through his workout. His wind wasn't where he wanted it to be after weeks of sleeping through his workout, but he pushed himself hard and felt a rush as the endorphins hit his brain and blood rushed through his muscles. He pushed himself harder than he had in quite a while and went back to his room bathed in sweat and breathing hard. "There was no feeling like that first workout after a long layoff." he thought to himself. He walked back into his room and over to the window, pushing the curtains aside and watching the traffic on the street below as cool air from the air conditioner washed over him. He smiled to himself as his heart rate dropped back to normal and the sweat began to dry on his skin. Breathing deeply, he stripped off his soaked t-shirt as he strolled into the bathroom, flashing back to images of Karen sitting naked in the tub the night before. A smile crossed his face and he felt a happiness he hadn't felt in what seemed like forever. He reached into the shower and turned the water on, letting it warm up as he shaved and stripped off his shoes, socks and shorts before stepping into the steaming shower. The hot water burned just a little as he slid under it and let it cascade over him, feeling his sweat glands open back up. Looking up into the water and closing his eyes, then turning around and standing in the steaming shower for a few minutes; he let his body and mind relax. He realized his hand had slid down and was slowly stroking his cock as he thought about last night and Karen. He picked up a bar of soap and used his hand to lather himself up well and rinse. Then he grabbed the shampoo and washed his hair, enjoying the feel of his fingers roughly massaging his scalp under the hot water. He felt great as he quickly dressed, grabbed his briefcase and headed downstairs to grab some breakfast. As he approached the hotel's restaurant he decided that he would give that diner down the street he had been meaning to try a shot this morning; so he walked out and jumped into his car and drove down the street. As he drove he began to think about all the things he had not done over the last couple months, the funk he had been in and how much he hated that. At that moment he reminded himself that that was over; he was going to take advantage of this situation and live a little. He had been married since right out of college and had missed a lot of the wild times his friends had had before settling down. After two blocks he turned into the parking lot of the diner and slipped his car into a spot right in front of the door. He stepped out of the car with a smile on his face and walked into the diner and felt the cool blast of air and breathed in that smell of fried food and coffee that he loved about places like this. He sat down on a red vinyl stool at the counter and grabbed a menu from the rack in front of him. "Mornin hun. Coffee?" the waitress said as she walked over to him, a steaming pot of coffee in one hand and a thick ceramic mug in the other. He nodded, smiling at her as he put the menu back into the rack. "Please; and two eggs, over easy with wheat toast, hash-browns and bacon." The waitress poured the coffee, pulled out her order pad, made a couple notes and slid away. "I'll get that right up." Dave pulled out his phone and unlocked it to catch up on his emails. Most nights he stayed on top of his email until he went to sleep, but last night he had gone to bed after Karen left without evening picking his phone up off the floor where Karen had tossed it. He chuckled as he read the ten texts Joan had sent last night, grinning as he imagined the furious look that must have been on her face as she sent each one and imagining her still stewing over the situation this morning as she sat at the kitchen bar where she sat every morning and drank her coffee. He read a few emails from work and sipped his coffee. The waitress returned and refilled his coffee as she sat his breakfast down in front of him. "Can I get you anything else?" "Looks great, thanks." he said, picking up his fork and digging into the sloppy mess of eggs and potatoes. "OK, holler if you need anything." She set his check on the counter and walked away. He ate quickly and used the toast to sop up the last bits of egg before he picked up the check, pulled out his wallet and tossed some cash onto the counter with the check. Standing, he smiled and waved to the waitress as he walked out and got into his car and headed for the office. As usual, the day flew by and there was little time to think about anything but work. He was working with a great team of people and every day he felt more and more confident that this office was going to be a great addition to the company. At the end of the day he sat down for his daily update with the Branch Manager, a young single guy named Brad who the company had pulled from their management training program, the same program Dave had started in several years ago. They chatted about how things were going, updated a few project items and Dave got up to leave. Pausing in the doorway, Dave thought about his earlier vow and figured this was a perfect time to start to change a few things. "You want to grab some dinner Brad?" Brad was a little surprised. Dave had been great to work with, but for the last two months had never even hinted at having any interest in any outside the office contact. He knew he had recently separated from his wife, but that was about the extent of the personal information that had been shared. "Sure Dave, that sounds great." Brad said, looking up from his desk. "Great, how about the steakhouse over on 3rd?" Dave asked. "Food there is great, and the scenery is even better." Brad said, a wide grin on his face. "I'll meet you over there in about ten minutes." Dave smiled and headed out, got in his car and drove over to the steakhouse. He walked in, sat down at a hi-top in the bar and ordered a beer. Looking around he saw what Brad had meant about the scenery, the place was crawling with groups of attractive women. It looked like there was quite a singles crowd that moved and acted like regulars with a lot of flirting going on. It reminded him a lot of a college bar, but with older customers. The music was loud, but not uncomfortably so, but the conversations created a fairly intense background noise. As he waited for Brad, he focused on a couple groups of women and watched their interactions as others approached. It became quite apparent that this place was quite the after-work meat market. While he was watching a particularly attractive blonde being chatted up by an older man, Brad walked in and sat down. "Quite the pickup joint huh." Brad said as he slid into the chair next to Dave. Dave laughed and turned. "Yeah, it's something." "That why you wanted to come here?" Brad asked. He still wasn't quite sure if there was any ulterior motive behind this dinner. He was wondering if maybe Dave was looking for some companionship and thought a wingman would help. So he smiled and left the question hanging there to gauge Dave's response. Dave laughed. "No, I was told they had good steaks." It did cross his mind though that had he known about the place, he definitely would not have chosen to go elsewhere. Yesterday he might have, but not today. The two ordered dinner and had a couple of beers while they talked casually about work and about their lives. Dave gave Brad a summary of his marriage and why it had ended without the sad sack attitude that seemed to go along with the story for the last couple months. He even hinted at last night's events, without going into detail, which drew a grin from Brad. Brad asked Dave a lot of questions about the company and his experiences and Dave was more than happy to extol the virtues of the company that had helped him achieve a lot of his success over the last ten years. They were both laughing about an incident at a company meeting a couple months back when two women walked up to their table; a tall thin red-head and a busty brunette. The brunette smiled and asked, "Do you mind if we sit here? All the tables are taken." Brad looked around the room and noticed a couple empty tables, but smiled and reached over to pull the empty chair next to him out from under the table. "Please do." The brunette reached her hand out as she slid onto the chair. "I'm Becky and this is Tania." Both women appeared to be in their mid twenties. Becky was average height with short black hair. She was a little pudgy and was wearing a black, low cut v-neck t-shirt and jeans. Tania was fairly tall and her slim build made her appear even taller. She had piercing blue eyes, pale skin, light freckles and long, curly red hair. She was a classic ginger. She had on a pair of low rise jeans and a grey silk looking top with spaghetti straps. Tania smiled shyly and offered her hand to Dave, who shook it politely. "Nice to meet you, I'm Dave and this is Brad." Dave ordered a round of drinks and the four of them sat and chatted. Becky and Tania were copywriters at an advertising firm in town. Becky was definitely the outgoing member of the pair and laughed and giggled her way through story after story about her life, including a rather embarrassing tale from summer camp that ended up with her clothes missing. Through all this, Tania sat fairly quietly; obviously not very comfortable in this situation. In an attempt to include Tania in the conversation, Dave turned to her and asked, "So Tania, how about you? Have you ever ended up naked in the woods at summer camp?" She looked at him pensively for a second, then shrugged. "Well, not at summer camp." All four of them broke out laughing and Dave took the opportunity to call the waitress over and order another round of drinks. They drank and talked for a few more minutes. Becky and Brad were flirting a lot and before too long she had slid over close to him and they were kissing playfully and giggling. Dave slid his hand over on top of Tania's, wondering how she would react. She smiled sweetly and interlaced her fingers with his. Tania leaned over and whispered in Dave's ear, "Are you married?" "Separated." Dave answered quickly, almost too quickly. Tania giggled. "Since this morning?" Dave looked at her with a confused look. "No, a couple months." "Good." she whispered and moved over closer. "Can't tell you how many men in here have been separated from their wives since they left for work this morning." The two couples chatted separately for a while. Dave and Tania discovered they both were Scuba Divers and talked about some of the places they had been diving. She had been to places all over the world with her family and he was more than a little jealous of the places she'd seen and been diving. Becky and Brad were now spending more time kissing than talking. Their hands had disappeared under the table and it was pretty obvious there was a little groping going on. Brad whispered something in Becky's ear and she smiled and bounced up out of her chair, pulling Brad with her. "We're gonna run." she said to Dave, "Think you could give Tania a ride home?" Dave looked at Tania and saw her smile and roll her eyes. "Sure, be happy to." Brad grinned at Dave and started to pull out his wallet. Dave put his hand up. "Don't worry about it Brad. Company's got this one." Brad grinned and mouthed, "Thanks" as he and Becky headed out the door. Once they had left, Tania turned to Dave and smiled. "I'm sorry about that. I can take a cab home." He squeezed her hand. "It's fine. I'm glad to do it." They chatted for a while longer, laughing and enjoying themselves. She was eight years younger than Dave, the daughter of a Marine; she had lived all over the world, which explained the amazing diving adventures. About five years ago she was about a month away from marrying a guy she had met in college, but had decided that she really didn't love him and broke it off. She hadn't dated anyone seriously since. He looked down at his watch, more out of habit than anything else. She frowned. "I'm sorry, did you want to go?" He laughed, shifting in his chair. "Actually, I'd love to get out of here, but only if you'll come with me." She smiled. "How about a walk? There's a real nice path along the river with a spectacular view of the sunset." "That sounds wonderful." He pulled out his wallet and paid the check, then stood and stuck his elbow out. "You ready?" She slipped her arm into his and leaned against him as they walked out the door. She led him down the street to a trail that ran along the river. Lots of people were out, biking, skating and jogging in the warm summer evening. The sun was starting to set and reflected off the river as they walked arm in arm chatting more. They stopped and watched as the sun started to slip behind the trees on the far bank of the river. He slipped his arm around her waist and she leaned her head against his shoulder. He turned and softly kissed the top of her head and she moved in front of him, sliding her arms around his waist and looking up at him. "Are you and your wife really separated or are you just away on business?" He smiled and laughed softly. "I have a copy of the divorce filing in my brief case if you want to read it." "No, I'll pass." she said and lifted up slightly and kissed him. They kissed softly as the sun set, then walked back to Dave's car as the lights along the trail came on and darkness began taking over. Dave opened the passenger door to his car and moved his briefcase to the back seat, then closed the door behind her as she slid into the seat. He walked around and climbed into the driver's seat, closed the door and started the engine. "Where to?" She kissed him on the cheek and directed him to her apartment building. The building was a typical three story garden apartment building in a complex that had probably twenty buildings that looked just like it. They sat uncomfortably for a moment as she reached for the handle of the car door. "Well, thanks for a nice evening and the ride home." she said softly. He really wanted to spend some more time with her but wasn't sure exactly how to ask her so he blurted out, "Do you have a roommate?" She giggled. "Becky. So I doubt she's home right now." "Mind if I come up?" he asked. She smiled and let out a relieved sigh. "I'd really like that." She had really been hoping he was going to stay for a while. It had been quite a while since she had been with a man who she was actually interested in. She'd hooked up with a few guys as a result of Becky's love of casual sex, but more often ended up taking a cab home from the bar. This was probably the first time any of the guys that had given her a ride home had actually asked her if she wanted him to come up. Most just assumed, including a couple she'd had to have some fairly direct conversations with about how many ways her father had taught her to rip a man's balls off who couldn't understand the word "no". They got out of the car and he took her hand as they walked into the building and up two flights of stairs to the door of her apartment. Like so many apartment buildings, the smells of bug spray, different ethnic foods and mustiness competed in the hallway. She pulled a key out of her pocket and opened the door, reaching in to turn on the light as they walked in. He looked around, seeing a very typical apartment with a couch, chair and television in the main room, a kitchen to one side and a hallway going back to the bedrooms. "Want a beer?" she asked, tossing her key into a bowl on a shelf beside the door. "Sure, that sounds great." he said absently. "Have a seat, I'll grab you one." She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Dave wandered over and sat down at one end of the couch, moving a purple pillow out from behind him. He looked around the room and saw a lot of pictures of Tania and Becky, Tania and large groups of girls, and Tania and what must be her parents all around the apartment. The most prominent picture of all was of a red haired man in Marine Dress Blues with a square jaw and rows of medals and ribbons across his chest; obviously her father. Tania walked in with two beers and handed him one as she sat down on his lap and slipped her arm around his shoulder. They started kissing and before long set the beers down on the side table without drinking a sip. He slid his hands around her waist and let one hand drop down to her hip as they kissed more passionately. She laid her hand on his chest and clawed gently at his shirt, then unbuttoned the top few buttons and slid her hand inside it, running her fingers through the thick black hair on his chest. His hand slid up the front of her shirt and up her flat belly to her small breasts. Her nipple immediately began to stiffen as his fingers touched it and she let out a soft gasp. Her tongue slipped between his lips and she kissed him hungrily, her hand sliding out from under his shirt and around the back of his neck. His fingers teased her nipple playfully and he smiled inside as she responded with little moans and whimpers. He began to realized how different she was in private than she appeared in public. His thoughts drifted for a second to Becky, who was such an outgoing public person, wondering what was going on over at Brad's place. That's when the strangest thought of all flashed through his mind. He saw an image of a slip of paper from the nightstand of his hotel suite. It was the slip of paper that Karen had written her phone number on as she left after an amazing couple hours of passion. He couldn't believe but he was feeling like he was cheating. Not cheating on Joan, but on Karen. The thought passed almost as quickly as it hit, but his reaction must have been obvious to Tania because she stopped kissing him and looked at him. "You OK?" she asked. "Yeah," he said, "just had one of those strange mental image things." "Wanna share?" She still wasn't entirely convinced that he wasn't married and just another married man taking advantage of business travel. At this point she really didn't care all that much, and would probably fuck him anyway, but hated the idea of being lied to. He thought quickly and fibbed a little. "You're the first woman I've been with since my separation. So it's a little weird for me." Giggling, she straddled him and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Then I better make this something else." He laughed and lifted his arms as she slid his shirt off and buried her face in his neck, nibbling and teasing him. His hands slid down around her narrow hips and he thought about how similar she was built to Karen, from the waist down at least. His head leaned to the left a little as she kissed the nape of his neck and began sucking and nibbling on the skin over his collar bone. When he didn't stop her, she figured he must actually be separated because married men get real nervous about marks being left behind. His hands slid up and started to lift her shirt off. This caused her to stop, pull back and look at him. "Can we go back to my room? Becky doesn't sleep over with her conquests and I'd really rather not have her walk in on us." A Whole New Life Ch. 02 "Absolutely." He let his hands slide off her as she slid off his lap and stood up. She extended her hands and he took them and pulled himself up off the couch. Bending over, she picked his shirt off the couch and led him down the hall to her bedroom. As they entered she flipped a light switch and a bedside lamp came on, providing just enough light to see that the room was in perfect order. The bed was made and uncluttered, nothing was lying about, closet doors were closed, and the two sets of blinds both open to the same point. Despite the girly colors, pink and purple, Dave felt a sense of comfort in the room. He preferred order to chaos and despised clutter. For the entire time he was married he had lived with a bed covered with pillows you didn't sleep on and decorative "stuff" strewn about. She led him to the bed and turned and sat down on the edge, reaching down to slip her shoes off and set them neatly beside the bed. He followed suit, used his toe to slip off his shoes and socks, pushing them under the edge of the bed with his foot. This was always the tricky part, so he decided to just get it done, so he unbuttoned his slacks and slid them off, folding them quickly and laying them on the night table. As he turned back to her, wearing just his black boxers, she giggled. "My OCD that obvious?" Grinning, he whispered, "I find it refreshing." He stepped forward, reaching down to unbutton her jeans. She lifted slightly off the bed and wiggled a bit to help him get them off, and then he folded them and set them on top of his slacks. She slipped off her top and grinned at him as she tossed it across the room, just missing the little reading chair in the corner. She actually started to get up to pick it up, but let it go, though it did bother her a bit. Twenty years as the daughter of a spit and polished marine made tough habits to break. He sat down next to her, admiring her pale freckled skin and small breasts. Long and lean, she was stunning as she sat there in her purple bikini panties, her hair hanging over one shoulder, somewhat covering one of her breasts. Her nipples were small and very dark, an interesting contrast. A tan-line was visible, but like most gingers, the dark skin was more where the freckles appeared to connect than actual tanned skin. He reached out and pushed her hair back off her shoulder, then leaned forward and kissed her. Her lips parted as she returned his kiss. Her mind was racing. One of the results of her upbringing was a fairly strong mistrust of people. Her parents had taught her to be extremely watchful and that part of her mind was screaming at her to be careful. This guy was almost too perfect. He always had the right answer to everything. He was either the perfect man, or a con artist of epic proportion. She closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around him and tried to let it go. She knew he wasn't perfect, the only perfect man was her father, but she at least hoped this one was at least on the right side of the scale. His arm reached across her and he pushed her gently back onto her back. Rolling onto his side next to her, he continued to kiss her while his hand slid down her tummy and over her panties. She immediately opened her legs, draping one leg over his legs. He pushed her panties aside and ran his finger through the moist folds of her pussy, causing her to moan and lift her hips. His finger slid up over her clit until he reached her mound, shaved clean except for a thin strip of what he assumed was red hair. His stiffening cock was beginning to ache now and he pressed it against her hip gently. Her eyes opened and she looked at him as she felt his cock against her. She could tell it was big by the way it felt and it scared her. She had to know, so she reached across her body and slid her long thin hand inside his boxers. As her fingers wrapped around his stiff cock she gasped and pulled back from him. "Oh My God!! You're huge!!" she whispered, still holding it in her hand. He nodded. "Yeah, it's pretty big." Stroking his cock slowly in his shorts she whispered, "Baby, I don't know if I can take anything that big...I mean...it's like so much bigger than anyone I've ever been with." For the first time since he'd met her, she actually seemed to be nervous and not in control. He smiled comfortingly and in an incredibly reassuring tone told her what he told women before, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. And if it hurts or you want to stop, I will stop, I promise." Giggling and stroking him a little faster she said, "Yeah, somehow I doubt that." "Let's just hope we don't have to deal with that." he said smiling and slipping a finger between the velvety lips of her pussy. She moaned softly, her eyes closing and pressing back. She loved the feel of being penetrated, especially for the first time in a while. It had been several months since anything other than Becky's pudgy little fingers had been inside her pussy and despite her misgivings about his size she couldn't wait to feel him inside her. While one hand stroked his cock, her other slid behind his head, pulling him to her and kissing him deeply. She then pulled back, looked him in the eyes and whispered, "Fuck me baby." He kissed her lightly and smiled, laying on his back and pushing his boxers off. She reached down and slid off her panties, laying them on the bed beside her, and then slid around so she was lying on her back with her head on her pillows. He moved on his knees between her long thin legs and grabbed a pillow, sliding it up under her butt to prop her up. She opened her legs wide and pulled them back. He looked down and saw her little red haired landing strip as he took his cock in his hand and moved the head against her light pink pussy lips. Pausing he asked, "Are you on the pill?" She nodded, nearly holding her breath as she waited to feel him enter her. "Uh-huh" The head of his cock slipped between the silky lips of her pussy as he slowly moved forward on his knees. Her legs pulled back and she spread her legs wider, gasping breathlessly in anticipation. He slowly eased the head forward, feeling the pressure as it began to ease inside her. He body responded as the head began to penetrate her. Her first reaction was to let out a loud and deep moan, followed by a slightly panicked and breathless "right there...stop...yes...oh fuck...baby...slowly...please...please." He waited for her to relax and saw her open her eyes, look up at him and nod. "OK...go ahead baby." Slowly he pushed the head in a little deeper and watched her face twist up as she took in a deep breath, then exhaled slowly and began to relax a little and move her hips slowly. She felt stuffed full, but as she relaxed she allowed the pleasure to overcome the pain and she moaned softly. "Oh god that feels amazing." He pushed a little deeper, the head and a couple inches of his shaft now inside her and began to slowly ease back. Gently he slid a little in and out as she got more and more comfortable with the size. She moaned loudly and he was glad Becky hadn't come home yet. She looked up at him and smiled broadly, a look of pure joy on her face and begged, "More baby, more please." He leaned forward and extended his arms, propping himself up on them. She wrapped her arms around his neck and reached her face up to kiss him as he slowly pushed a little more of his cock inside her. Her legs pressed wide open and she pulled them back as far as she could to open herself up as much as she could for him. Slowly he eased deeper and deeper inside her as she kissed him softly and dug her fingers into his hair. Her pussy was dripping wet now and he slid in easier and easier. He worked hard to control himself and not drive in too deep, too fast. Each time he'd push his cock in a little deeper he'd let it slide slowly in and out until he could tell she was ready for him to push a little deeper. Finally he felt the head of his cock press against her cervix and felt her body tense as she latched onto his neck and let out a loud gasp. "OK sweetie?" he asked and she nodded quickly in response. Her legs lifted up and he felt them wrap around his ass, locking her legs around him and starting to fuck him slowly. His strokes became long and slow and she moaned softly, moving more and more. Her eyes opened and she looked in his eyes and he could see her passion. He could see the pleasure building and could feel her body starting to tense. Her breath became more and more shallow and short and her sounds moved from a moan to more of a whimper. Her arms suddenly locked tight around his neck and her lips broke away from his. She pulled his head down and buried her face into his shoulder and let out a scream, muffled by his shoulder as he body began to spasm. He could feel the warmth of her pussy explode around his cock and felt the muscles in her pussy spasm around him. She held on tight for a few more seconds then began to relax a little, panting hard and turning her face to his ear. "Again baby, please. Make me cum like that again please." His lips brushed against her neck, tasting her salty sweat and he nibbled her earlobe gently as he felt her breathing recovering to normal. He could feel her heart pound in her chest. "Roll over sweetie." he told her. She released her lock on him with her legs and he slowly pulled back. She let out a huge sigh as his cock slipped out of her dripping pussy. She kissed him playfully and said, "Be careful back there, you could really hurt me if your aim is wrong." as she unlocked her arms and rolled over onto her stomach. He slid back a little and she lifted up onto her hands and knees and looked back over her shoulder at him grinning. Her body looked so amazing in that position. He ran his hand slowly over her tight little ass cheeks and long legs as she grinned back at him. He moved forward and pushed the head back inside her again. She screamed out, this time in pleasure, though the initial penetration was still a bit painful. She dropped her face into the pillow and both hands grabbed it hard as she cried out but pushed back against his cock. "FUCK BABY...YES...FUCK...FUCK...FUCK ME!!" She buried her face in her pillow and screamed out as she drove back onto his cock. His hands gripped her pale narrow hips, fingers digging in and leaving bright red marks on her pale skin. He grunted and began driving harder into her as she became more and more aggressive. Her pussy felt so tight, like a vice on his cock, but she kept driving back against him and screaming out. "HARDER BABY...FUCK ME HARDER...PLEASE...PLEASE!!' He drove his cock into her, his balls slamming against her clit now with each stroke. The entire length of his shaft was now buried in her perfect little body and she was riding his cock like a woman possessed. Again her body started to shake and he saw her gripping the pillow harder and pulling it up around her face as she began to scream out, her body shaking uncontrollably. He was getting closer and closer and wanted desperately to cum inside her tight pussy, feel his cum filling her, but she had other ideas. As her orgasm began to subside she clamped down on his cock and held him tight inside her, not letting him move. She released his cock and moved forward, letting his cock slide out of her pussy, that feeling of relief and emptiness washing over her again. She turned, got on her knees, grabbed his cock that was still dripping with her cum and kissed him. "I didn't tell you how much I love cum did I." Smiling broadly he shook his head. "Nope, didn't mention it." She slid off the side of the bed and dropped to her knees, waving her finger at him, "Gimme that big dick." He quickly moved to the edge of the bed, sitting on the edge and opening his legs. She grabbed hold of his cock again and started stroking it hard with both hands. Her hands slid quickly up and down his shaft, still wet from her cum, then leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head, sucking hard. She was jerking his cock almost frantically while her lips wrapped around his bulbous head and her tongue swirled over the tip. It wasn't long before he could feel himself getting close again and she could feel his body react. He leaned back on his arms, pushing himself forward, watching her long thin hands working his shaft, feeling her mouth desperately trying to coax the cum from his cock. He let out a guttural moan as he reached the climax and began pumping cum into her mouth. Her mouth stayed locked onto the head of his cock as she slurped and swallowed his cum as fast as he pumped it into her mouth. As she slurped the last bit of cum from his cock, she let his cock slip from her mouth and looked up at him. She opened her mouth and showed him some of his cum that was on her tongue, then swallowed and showed him her empty mouth. She giggled hard and climbed up into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and laying her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and held her. He felt her warm sweaty body pressed against him as they both regained their breath. They sat together for a few minutes. Finally she lifted her head from his shoulder and said, "So, what do you think?" A big grin crossed his face, "I think I'm glad I wanted steak for dinner." They both laughed and she kissed him again. "It's getting late babe. I have to get up early for work." "Oh, OK," he said, "I should get some sleep too." She slid off his lap and walked across the room, picking up her top from the floor, opening the closet and tossing it in the hamper. Looking back over her shoulder and seeing him watching her, she wiggled her butt playfully then pulled a big t-shirt off a hanger and slipped it on. It barely covered her butt and once again he was amazed at how sexy she was. He stood up and dressed, then walked over to her and slipped his arms around her waist. His hands slipped down and cupped her tight little ass while he kissed her. He pulled back and looked at her. "So, was this a one night thing or do you think we can see each other again?" She smiled. "I'd really like to see you again if you want." "Great, tomorrow too soon?" he said with a grin. He was staying in town for the weekend and didn't feel like spending the weekend in his hotel room again. Nodding her head, she smiled. "That sounds great. If not, I suspect I'll be spending another evening babysitting some loser so Becky can get laid." "Wow!!" Dave said, feigning indignation, "didn't realize I was being babysat." Giggling, she slapped his butt playfully. "Quit, You don't make a good victim." He kissed her again and took her hand. They walked out of the room and down the hall toward the door. As they entered the main room they saw Becky sitting on the couch reading a magazine. She looked up and grinned. "Hi Dave. Have a good time?" "We had a very nice evening, thanks. How about you?" he replied. Grinning, she replied, "Brad was a lot of fun. Tell him I said hi." Tania opened the door and they kissed again. "How about I pick you up at seven tomorrow?" She smiled and nodded. "Sounds good." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He dug a business card out of it and handed it to her. "My number's on the card if anything comes up." He kissed her again. "Sleep well." He winked and turned to go. "Night babe, see you tomorrow." she said as she watched him go and turned to walk back into the apartment. As she walked into the apartment she saw Becky sitting at the far end of the couch with an ear to ear grin on her face. "Night babe? See you tomorrow? You're gonna see him again tomorrow?" Tania dropped down on the other end of the couch, sitting cross legged facing her friend and roommate and shrugged. "Yeah, he's a nice guy. We could have some fun together." In the position she was sitting, Becky had a good shot of her pussy that was still swollen and glistening from being fucked so hard. "I don't know," her friend said, "sounded like you were having a lot of fun in there tonight." "Yeah, well. There's that too." Tania said in her typical non-committal way. "Damn it girl!! After all that screaming, all you can say is 'Yeah, well'?" she said giggling. "What the fuck did that Marine Corps upbringing do to you?" Tania smiled and slid down the couch closer to Becky and kissed her on the cheek, "It taught me to keep personal things personal sweetie." She stood up and started walking down the hall to her room. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get some sleep. Got a long night ahead of me tomorrow." "Whore!!" Becky called after her with a loud laugh. "Only behind closed doors." Tania said with a smile and stuck her tongue out as she disappeared down the hall. Becky sat and laughed, but was a little disappointed. Brad had been a lot of fun, but she'd left his place with a little bit of an itch still to scratch. She would usually come home and find Tania in bed alone, having been a stand-up friend and wing-man. She would climb in bed with her and thank her, since rarely did Tania end up hooking up. Their 'relationship', or whatever it was, was one of Tania's closest held secrets and one that would destroy her if anyone found out. Becky knew there was nothing Tania could imagine that would devastate her father more than finding out about her sex life, especially about being involved with women. That was a large part of the reason that she had limited her female adventures to Becky and the woman she had been with once in college. Tania was the definition of 'Lady in the living room, whore in the bedroom', and Becky was hoping to enjoy that side of her tonight as a nightcap. After what she had heard, Becky was under the assumption that no thank you visit was needed tonight. Dave walked out to his car and headed back to his hotel. He was still somewhat in shock about the last two nights. He even was feeling a little guilty. He'd had one night stands in college, but that's all they were. Karen might just have been a one night stand, but he really thought he wanted it to be more than that. Tania on the other hand was amazing and he knew he wanted to spend more time with her. He laughed at himself as he drove. 'There you go, planning your life based on one night of sex.' he thought, 'Just have fun and stop worrying so damn much.' As he climbed into bed, exhausted, he thought about Joan, then Karen and then Tania. Interesting times might be ahead. He smiled and drifted off to sleep. A Whole New Life Ch. 03 Friday morning broke with a rumble as thunderstorms rolled through the area. Karen rolled over and looked at her alarm clock and after a moment of typical morning confusion she realized it was about twenty minutes before her alarm was going to wake her. Falling back asleep would just make it that much harder to wake up so she rolled over and turned her alarm off. She propped herself up on a pillow and picked her tablet up off the nightstand to check her email. She laughed, noticing another email from her, now, ex-boyfriend. Surely another apology, figuring a couple new trinkets would soothe her hurt feelings as they usually did. The first apology was a delivery from a local jewelry store that arrived at ten the previous morning. She had refused the delivery and he had called her soon after. She told him they were done and even told him that she had met someone else and slept with him. His response that he understood and forgave her had sent her into orbit. So condescending, like it was all about him. What he didn't understand was that she now understood that she deserved better than a pudgy, bald, married man who placed her at best third behind his job and his wife. Since then he had sent about ten emails, all of which she had deleted without reading. She wasn't sure what would happen with Dave, but she was sure that she was done with that clown. She turned off the tablet and sat for a moment listening to the thunder rumble outside. The normal morning sunlight through her bedroom curtains was reduced by the overcast skies outside and the occasional flash of lightning made it very relaxing. She reached over and checked her phone, still no call or texts from Dave. She hadn't expected one this soon, she was the one who had said a couple days, but she still hoped. As a matter of fact, she had checked her phone almost constantly the day before, hoping. She began to think about Dave, about their evening together and about the things she was hoping to do with him in the future. Her hand slid down between her legs and she began to slowly play with her clit as she imagined Dave's tongue circling it. Wearing just a t-shirt to bed every night made her occasional morning sessions easier, no panties to deal with. Her clit swelled as her mind and finger combined to increase her arousal. Her other hand pushed her t-shirt up above her breasts as she closed her eyes and imagined Dave's dick, it looked so perfect as he had stepped into the tub with her, an image she could not get out of her mind. Her nipple responded as she teased it and her other hand began to rub her clit in circles. As much as she loved being with a man, there were some parts of masturbation that Karen loved even more. The silkiness of her pussy lips as they began to get damp and that first touch as her fingers slid between her lips. No man could seem to master that touch and she relished it. Her finger slid between her wet lips and eased inside her. Thunder rumbled louder outside as she moaned softly, the storm getting closer and closer. With a finger still inside her, she rolled over and pulled open the top drawer of her nightstand and grabbed her vibrator. It was light blue plastic, about four inches long and had been getting quite a workout lately. She pressed the little rubber button on the end twice and felt it come to life as she moved it down and pressed it against her clit. Gasping as the hard plastic hit her swollen clit, then pressing her head back into her pillow and pushing the vibrator harder against her swollen nub. A second finger slid inside her pussy and she began sliding her fingers in and out while the vibrator pressed against her clit. 'Heaven', she thought as she felt herself building toward a quick orgasm. She hit the button the vibrator a couple more times, making it vibrate more intensely and driving her faster toward her goal. Fingers drove deep inside and she could feel the juices begin to flow, soaking her hand. Driving her hips up and moaning loudly her orgasm began. Lightening flashed and thunder roared as she thrashed on her bed, kicking the sheets and blanket off the end of the bed. She let the pressure slightly off the vibrator but left it on her clit as her orgasm began to subside. Legs squeezing together, body on pins and needles, her clit so sensitive but she wanted more. WIthout taking the vibrator off her clit she rolled over and pulled her legs up underneath her. Her empty hand went to her clit and began rubbing while the vibrtator moved to her ass. It was warm and slick from her pussy and she wiggled the tip around the rim of her asshole, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Easing the little vibrator into her ass, muffling a squeal in her pillow, her fingers urgently rubbing her clit. She loved anal play, it was what set good sex apart from amazing sex for her. She plunged the vibrator into her ass, feeling it rumbling inside as the thunder rumbled and cracked outside and rain pelted her bedroom window. Harder and faster she fucked her ass with the vibrator while her fingers madly rubbed her clit. She was panting now, her body on fire, waves of pleasure shooting through her body. She let out a loud squeal as she reached another orgasm, letting go of the vibrator and clamping down on it with her ass while her fingers worked her clit to extend the pleasure as long as she could. Finally, as a wave of pleasure washed over her, she slid her legs back and dropped onto her stomach, the vibrator still going in her ass. Reaching up she turned it off, breathing hard, her heart racing and slowly sliding it out of her ass. Rolling onto her back, she tossed the vibrator onto the nightstand and lay there catching her breath. God how she loved to cum like that first thing in the morning. She lay there for a few more minutes before sliding out of bed and heading for the shower. On the other side of town at that same time, Dave woke to the sound of thunder and rain from outside his hotel room. He rolled quickly out of bed and threw on his workout clothes. His workout had the same renewed energy as yesterday and once again returned to his room bathed in sweat and breathing hard. As he walked into the room he noticed the indicator on his phone flashing so he picked it up and looked, Joan had called while he was working out. She hadn't left a message. "Fuck." he said under his breath. He really didn't want to talk to her, not this morning. He was in too good a mood to deal with her. But, on the other hand, it was probably better to deal with her now than put it off, so he touched the missed call icon on the screen and lifted the phone to his ear. The phone rang twice and Joan answered. "Hi." "You need something?" he asked. He didn't feel like chatting, figured he'd get right to the point. "You never responded to my texts." she said. "Actually, I didn't read them." he answered. "Dave, that was low. Karen is my friend. That was hurtful." Dave laughed. "Rather judgmental for someone who was sucking off the neighbor aren't you." Joan fumed on the other end of the phone. "You asshole. I told you I was sorry about that. Why can't you forgive me?" Dave was quiet for a second. He was remembering what his lawyer had told him about not getting into it with her. "Did you need anything else or did you just call to tell me what an asshole I am?" The fact that he was being so calm just pissed her off more. "You bastard. I hope you fuckin die. You have no right to..." Dave clicked end and set the phone down. So much for dealing with her. This wasn't over, but if he knew her, the next barrage would be a bunch of texts. Seemed better to have it in writing. She was trying to get alimony, for what he had no idea, and maybe some examples of her patented rage would help if they ever ended up in court. Anyway, nothing was going to ruin his day so he picked the phone up, pulled up her contact and set a custom ringtone and text alert to silent. Off to the bathroom where he shaved, showered and dressed then headed down to his car. Breakfast this morning was was a plate of corned beef hash and eggs at another local diner before heading into the office. He walked by Brad's office and saw the light on but Brad wasn't there. Setting his briefcase down in his office, he grabbed his coffee cup and went to the kitchen. Brad was standing next to the coffee machine talking to one of the junior managers. They were smiling and laughing and Brad turned as smiled as Dave walked in. "Morning Dave." Dave smiled and poured a cup of coffee. "How are you Brad? John?" John nodded. "Good thank you sir." Dave laughed and rolled his eyes. "John, please, I hate being called sir. I'm Dave, remember." John nodded. "Sorry Dave, old Marine habits are hard to break." Dave laughed and nearly spit coffee, "Yeah, I'm starting to notice that." and headed back to his office. He had just sat down when Brad strolled in and plopped down in one of the guest chairs in front of his desk. "So, have fun last night?" Dave looked up and smiled. "We had a nice evening. Oh, and Becky says 'Hi'." Brad laughed. "Cool, she owes me dinner." Dave looked at him. "Why?" "We had a bet on whether you'd be there when she got home." Brad answered. "She said you wouldn't be, wasn't Tania's style." "Seems you and Becky had fun." Dave said. He didn't want to get into details, especially not in the office, but he also wanted change the perception of him in the office as just a guy from corporate. He thought it would be good to build some personal relationships. "We did." Brad replied. "She is quite serious about her sex. Straight to it, no time for any of that talking or getting to know each other." Brad grinned. "I kinda feel used." Dave smiled and laughed. "Awww, I think you'll survive." It was time to get to work so he pulled out a file and asked Brad a few questions. For the most part it was a typical day until just after lunch when his phone chimed with a text from a number he hadn't seen before. He opened it and read 'Hi...Tania...where are we going tonight? Need to know what to wear'. Interesting; part of him had expected her to cancel on him, so it was something he hadn't given much thought. He typed back, 'Your choice, this is your town'. A few seconds later Tania responded, 'I know a great club if you like dancing'. 'I bet I'll like dancing with you', Dave sent back. ':) see you at 7', came back seconds later. Dave responded 'K' and added Tania's number as a contact on his phone. He went back to work and was deep in a budget analysis when his phone chimed again. It was another text from Tania, 'BTW won't be wearing panties'. Thoughts of Tania without panties kept flashing through his mind the rest of the afternoon and it was tough to to concentrate on work. The day dragged at a snail's pace until three when he gave up and packed his briefcase and went down to Brad's office. "Great week Brad. I think it's time to start the weekend." Brad looked up from his desk and smiled. "Thanks, it has been. Have a good weekend. You heading home or staying here?" "Staying." Dave said. "I have a date tonight." "Tania?" Brad asked. Dave smiled and turned to leave. "Send everyone home and thank them for a great week." He grabbed his briefcase and walked out, headed to his car and drove back to his hotel. As he drove he thought that the walk of shame from his hotel room didn't seem like something Tania would be terribly excited about. Having a few things around for breakfast could make that a little easier on her if she decided to stay the night as he hoped she would. He grabbed a couple boxes of cereal, some milk, muffins and some crackers and cheese at a grocery store on the way to the hotel, then he headed over to the beer and wine section and grabbed a couple bottles of red and white wine and a six pack of beer. Back at the hotel, he put the groceries away, checked to make sure the wine glasses in the cupboard were clean and sat down on the couch to relax for a few minutes. He flipped on the TV and turned on the early afternoon local news. A couple stories about minor flooding around the river from the storms that rolled through this morning, a human interest story about a grandmother making blankets for the local VA hospital and a piece on a vandalism spree from the night before. All rather normal stuff, but he did start to think how much he was beginning to like this town. With his job, he could live pretty much anywhere they had a branch office and since Brad's branch would be part of his organization, no reason he couldn't home base out of here. Realizing he was doing it again he chuckled. Two nights of great sex and he was buying a house in his mind already. Five-thirty, so he checked email on his phone. A couple items needed quick attention and he noticed the expected barrage of texts from Joan. She was an awful person, and always had been, but for some reason he never thought about it until he caught her cheating on him. He read the texts, decided to screen capture them for posterity, including the texts he and Karen had sent so that if there was a legal battle his lawyer would have the whole picture. He knew the ambulance chasing bastard she had hired had seen them already, so it just made sense. Surprises for your lawyer were bad in legal situations. Besides, he hadn't done anything wrong, they were legally separated and he and Karen were consenting adults. The texts were a bit childish, but whatever. He straightened a couple things up around the suite and went into the bathroom. A shave, a habit he developed years ago to compensate for his thick 5 o'clock shadow, a quick shower and he got dressed. What do thirty-something men wear to clubs these days. Actually, they don't go to clubs at his age, so it really didn't matter and he doubted he owned whatever it would be anyway, so he put on a pair of khakis and a polo shirt with loafers. If he left now he'd be a couple minute early, so he headed out the door, figuring Tania would be ready early, it was in her nature based on what he had seen last night. Arriving quicker than he expected, he walked up to her apartment door realizing he was 10 minutes early. He knocked and a couple seconds later Becky opened the door. "Hey. Come on in." Pointing to a chair in the main room, Becky smiled. "Take a load off, she'll be a minute, we got home from work a little late." Dave sat and Becky sat down on the couch across from him. After an uncomfortable second she looked to see if Tania was coming and said quietly, "Look, she is my best friend and I love her to death. She's also a little naïve." "OK", Dave said. "If you're married, get out now." Becky stated. "You hurt her, so help me, I'll cut your balls off and feed them to you." After a long pause, he smiled and leaned forward. "Becky, she is lucky to have a friend like you. I swear I am legally separated from my wife. Divorce papers have been filed." He sat back a little and looked around to make sure Tania wasn't in ear shot. "I can't promise she won't get hurt, because I have no idea how she feels or what's going to happen between us. But if she does, it won't be because I lied to her about being married." "Damn", she said smiling. "She said you always had the right answer." Her tone changed. "I just worry about her. Her Dad always took such good care of her and I wonder sometimes if she wasn't a little sheltered." Dave couldn't help but laugh at that one. "I wouldn't worry about her. I think she can take care of herself." They both stopped talking as they heard a door open down the hall. Tania walked into the room and Dave was stunned. She was wearing a black, high waist, pleated miniskirt that swayed as she walked. On top she had on a low cut white blouse with short sleeves that was tied at the bottom, showing off her tight tummy. The outfit was finished off with a pair of black, spiked heel boots that laced up the back and came up to just below her knees. Dave flashed back to the text she had sent this afternoon and he began to feel his dick growing in his pants. He stood and walked over to her. "You look amazing." Tania blushed a little. "Thanks, you're sweet." "Ready?" he asked and she nodded in response. They held hands and started out the door, Tania looked over at Becky. "See ya." "Have fun." Becky said as they slipped out the door. Once they were gone, Becky grabbed her phone off the coffee table and called a friend. She sure as shit wasn't going to spend the evening sitting here alone and she knew just the person to keep her company. Maybe her boyfriend would be there too, the three of them hadn't hooked up in a while, that could be fun. As they walked out to the car, Tania squeezed his hand and leaned close against him as they walked. "You're right. I can take care of myself." "You heard that?" he said. "I heard it all." she answered. "I love that girl to death, but she is convinced I'm some child that needs protecting since I broke off my engagement." "Do you believe me when I tell you I'm really separated?" he asked. She nodded and squeezed his hand. "Yes, but I don't really care." He stopped and looked at her. "You care, because that's who you are." "We're good baby." she said and kissed him. She changed the subject because she did care. She did believe him or at least wanted to, but she couldn't help a shadow of doubt in the back of her mind. "Can we grab something to eat before we go to the club, I'm kinda hungry." "Sure", he said, "I know a great steak place over on 3rd." He started walking to the car again. She punched his arm playfully. "Try again." They had reached the car and he opened the door for her and watched as she slid in the passenger seat. He closed the door and went around and got it, pushing the button to start the car. "You pick. I'm up for anything." "There's a nice café down the street, let's try that." she said. He put the car in gear and backed out. "Sounds good." She directed him to the café and they sat at a table outside. The night was warm and there was a light breeze. They ate a light dinner and talked about their lives and their jobs. He couldn't help but keep thinking about the earlier text and the thought kept him half erect through most of the meal. As they were finishing up, they ordered some wine. It was still a little early to go to a club. They finished their wine and he paid the check. She leaned over and placed her hand on his lap and felt the bulge. "What ya thinking about?" she said and giggled. "What might or might not be under that skirt." he answered. She smiled and softly ran her hand up and down the bulge in his lap. "I told you earlier." She pulled her hand back and sat back in her chair, crossing her legs as she looked at him. "Ready to go?" He smiled and shook his head. "Nope, gonna need a minute." Grinning wide she tried her best to look innocent. "Why?" He just smiled and sat for a moment, trying to think of other things until eventually he felt he could stand up without too much discomfort or embarrassment. "OK, let's go." They walked out arm and arm. Dave saw several people in the café watching Tania as they walked out, he even made eye contact with one guy who was staring and winked, causing the guy to turn his head quickly in embarrassment. The drive to the club was fairly short and they parked on the street about a block away. Walking down a fairly busy street, with lots of bars and clubs and lots of twenty-something people milling about, he felt somewhat over-dressed, but Tania's outfit seemed right at home, though he did think that she wore it better than anyone else he saw. They got in a short line to get into the club as the bouncers were checking ID's and collecting a cover charge. The bouncer asked Tania for her ID, which she pulled from a small buttoned pocket in the waist of her skirt and collected the cover from Dave as he waved them in. Dave felt a little annoyed at not being carded, but had begun accepting it as his new reality of life. The place was still relatively empty, less than half the tables were taken and they found a table along a short wall that had booth seating against the wall. The view of the club and dance floor from there was great and the table provided them a bit of privacy. As they slid next to each other on the vinyl bench seat, a waitress wearing a tiny white leather miniskirt and a top that looked like a bedazzled bra swung by and they ordered drinks.