0 comments/ 13711 views/ 0 favorites My Ex-Wife & I: Final By: leto11 Over the next few weeks my ex wife and I communicated via email and telephone calls nearly every day. We relived our moment and talked about not allowing ourselves to be together in the future. For almost two months, we didn't see each other. We even began to limit our emails and phone calls to once a week. However, the desire and passion we had rekindled was too strong. My ex informed me that she had a Tuesday off coming up. I asked if I could come to her home again. When she said yes, I arranged to be free that day also. I went to her home. Since it would be difficult for her to explain away a dozen red roses, I downloaded and printed a picture of red roses that I found on the Internet. At the bottom of the picture, I added the words, "I love you so much. I desire you without end." I arrived at my ex's home late in the morning. I presented her with the "red roses" and she was so overcome that tears formed in her eyes. I held her and caressed her and told her how much that I loved her. I told her that I wished we had known fifteen years ago what we knew now. She agreed, tears again forming in her eyes. She led me to the couch and we simply and quietly held each other. I brushed her hair back from her face and kissed her lovingly. She returned my kiss. I touched her entire face with gentle kisses. I moved to her ears, then her neck. We felt our desire rising with each kiss. She rose, took my hand, and led me to her bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and slowly and deliberately began to remove her clothing. I kissed and licked as I exposed each part of her body. Finally, she was unclothed. I admired her body and told her how sexy she was. With a smile, she shoved me back on the bed and, starting with my shoes, removed my clothing. As I had done, she kissed, licked, and sucked each part of me from my toes to my head. Unlike previous encounters, we kept our passion under control. We held one another, allowing our bodies to melt together, and gently kissed with arms grasping other tightly. Soon, however, my penis began to rise. She took it and placed it between her thighs. We began a slow rocking motion. The feel of her body next to mine sent sensations through me that I could hardly bear. She, too, was surrendering to her emotions. As our passion built, our kisses became stronger and longer. Our bodies pressed against each other. Our hands explored every surface and crevice we could reach. We sat up and faced each other, our legs reaching in different directions. We caressed each other's face, while gazing into the other's eyes. I kissed her neck and her shoulders. I continued downward and began sucking on each hardened nipple. She held first one, then the other for me to enjoy. She drew my head up and began to kiss my forehead, cheeks, neck, and chest. When her lips found my nipples, a feeling of electricity coursed through my body. I began to lick and kiss her abdomen, continuing down her legs to her knees. I turned her slightly and kissed and licked behind her knee. She jerked as if she had been shocked. I began working my way up her legs intending to bury my face and lose myself in her sweet smelling womanhood. I intended to suck her clitoris until she begged me to stop. I arrived where I wanted to be and made one lick with my tongue. Her body nearly leaped off the bed. I spread her outer lips and caressed their walls with my tongue. Her inner lips began to swell and I began to probe her slit with my tongue. I pushed my tongue deep inside of her. She moaned, and, with her fingers, opened herself wide for me. I removed my tongue and while, plunging my fingers inside of her, sucked hard on her clit. "No, I want you inside of me! Now," she shouted! I stood up and looked into her eyes. The look that passed between us said that our passion had made it impossible to keep any promise or vow of the past. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs for me. I moistened myself, rubbed my penis against her clitoris several times and entered her. "Oh, Leto," she cried, "It's been so long!" I started out slowly, wanting this moment to last forever. After several thrusts, she was no longer uncomfortable and began to meet me stroke for stroke. I propped on my elbows to keep my weight off of her. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I don't know how long we lost ourselves in the feel of my penis moving in and out of her wet womanhood. We began to pant and move faster. Suddenly, she rolled me over on my back without losing my penis from her grip. She sat on me so that she could control the force, the depth, and the tempo of my hard shaft entering into and out of her. She leaned forward until my penis was almost outside of her, and then leaned back to thrust it deeper and deeper. Faster and faster, our bodies slapped against each other. We both felt the orgasm coming and, at the same time, drove a finger into the other's anus. I made one final plunge, the tip of my penis pressing against the back of her opening. She fell on me, and, clutching each other tightly, we came at the same time. She screamed with her orgasm. With the walls of her womanhood gripping me tightly, I felt her juices covering my penis. As I came, I feel could myself spurting so much semen into her that she was filled to overflowing. Our come covered my penis, my scrotum, her thatch, and our legs. We melted into each other's arms, keeping me deeply impaled inside of her. For what seemed an eternity, we both said nothing. Then slowly she began rotating her pelvis against my groin. Before long, I was hard and thrusting rapidly in and out of her while she matched furiously my every thrust with one of her own. We both came again. Much louder this time! We pulled apart, and, with her hand on my penis and my hand on her clitoris, we fell on our backs totally exhausted. I aroused first and began covering her ears, eyes, and mouth with tender kisses. We held one another for a long while, continuing to exchange loving kisses, then simply holding one another closely. She stirred, went to the bathroom and returned with a wet washcloth. Beginning with me, she slowly cleaned both of us up. After we dressed, she smiled at me and said, "How about some lunch?" I told her, "That sounds great! You arouse such hunger in me. May I have you again for desert?" She laughed and led me into the kitchen. While we ate, we began talking about where we were to go from here. Unwilling to end the expressions of our passion, we discussed all the possible ways we could think of to be together. This time, our vow was to plan ways to be together at least once a month. But, fate was against us. Over the Christmas holidays, my ex-wife's failing mother moved in with her. In addition, my work schedule changed at the first of the year, and I was no longer able to free myself in the afternoons. It has been a little over a year now. We try not to frustrate and torture ourselves, so our occasional emails read as if we are good friends, merely keeping the other informed of what is going on in our lives. We rarely talk on the phone anymore. Yet, when we are the same place, I can see the hunger in her eyes. I know that she can see it in mine. Every once in a while, though, times and places present themselves as an outlet for the lust we have for each other. And when we do, we fuck like there is no tomorrow! My Ex Wife And I Find Each Other I sat across the table from my ex wife, Leslie. Our relationship is probably stronger now since the divorce. We married young. We married for the wrong reasons and we realized that early in the marriage but neither one of us wanted to admit it. So we tried to fake our way through a happy marriage. It didn't last. So we parted as friends and grew even closer through the years. It's been five years since the divorce. We have both dated other people since then. I was engaged at one point but it was not meant to be. I think I was only with her because I didn't want to be alone. But we both realized it wasn't working either. I have always considering Leslie to be my best friend, even after the divorce. She felt the same way about me. We decided to have these monthly dinners together and honestly it started feeling like old times about four months ago. Sitting across from her I started to realize how much I missed what we had. Our talks, just like tonight, were nothing substantial. How was work? How have you been? Things like that. But there was something different in her eyes tonight, I thought. "And that's when I just walked away. I couldn't stand to hear her bitch anymore," Leslie said. "Colin? Are you ok? You haven't said a word for most of dinner?" "Oh, I'm sorry. I have a headache. I just can't shake it," I responded. "Have you gone to the doctor for it again? I know how much you hate the doctors office, but seriously you need to go at some point for it if it's bothering you that much!," she replied. "Look at you. Still looking out for me. Thanks, Leslie," I smiled from across the table. I couldn't tell if she was blushing or not. Her cheeks got red at random times. It was always one of those features I found adorable. "Hey, if I don't do it, I don't think anyone else will!" she laughed. "I wish I had an argument for that, but I am pretty sure you are right!" I replied. She tilted her head to the side as I faked a smile at her. "Now that's not what I meant, Colin. You are quite a catch and you know that," she said. I looked away. "Come on, Col. You know I was only kidding." "If I am quite a catch then why am I still single?" "You just haven't met the right person. Keep that in mind that is coming from your ex-wife," she joked again. "If it's any consolation I am still single too, remember? I am not giving up so neither should you." "Oh please. You can have any man you want. The problem is all you want is douche bags and clowns," I snapped back. "I can hardly have any man I want. And yes, I have learned my lesson after the last douche bag. You aren't a douche bag or a clown." she said back. "Maybe that's why it didn't work out so well between us?" "You know why things didn't work out between us. We got married too young. Let's face it. You are a different person then you were on our wedding day. I know I am not the same person either." she said. "Yeah, you are right. You have gained weight since then," I laughed. "Unfair! You are going to pay for that comment, Colin," she grinned from across the table. All of a sudden, I could feel her foot reach under the table. "How am I going to pay for that? By you playing footsies with me under the table like that?" I glanced under the table and saw her foot very close to me. I adjusted my gaze for just a moment but in the that time her foot no longer played gentle with mine. Instead she kicked me in the shin, moving the whole table an inch or two. "Now that was just uncalled for!," I playfully reached down to my ankle and rubbed it under the table. "You deserved that and you know it!," she responded. I laughed and shook my head. "Here is your check. Thank you for dinning with us tonight," the waiter said as he placed it on the table beside me. As quickly as he appeared, he was gone. I reached for my wallet to get my credit card. "Maybe I did deserve it, but you didn't have to kick so hard," I replied with a grin on my face. "Oh come on. I barely grazed you. It's not my fault you are getting weaker in your old age," she shot right back. "You know you don't have to always pay for dinner. It's not like we are on a date or anything. I can pay once in a while," she said. "I know you could. But I chose the restaurant so I thought I would pay," I said back as the waiter returned and grabbed the bill and my credit card. "Well thank you, kind sir. I will definitely pick up the tab next time we do this," she smiled at me. It was an alluring smile. I hadn't seen her looking at me like that since we were married. "Sounds good to me. Shall we go?," I said. She nodded her head and we both stood up at about the same time. We started walking to the door side by side. I don't know if I did it subconsciously or not, but as we were walking I swung my hand and it hit hers. She looked at me and smiled but didn't say a word as we made our way to the parking lot. Our cars were parked close to each other so it made sense that I escorted her to her car. "Have a good night, Colin," she said as she turned her back to me to unlock the car. I stood there, feeling nervous like I was on a first date. "Good night, Leslie. I will talk to you later," I replied as I watched her open the car and get in the driver's seat. I turned around and walked away to find my car. I drove home mostly listening to the radio and thinking about tonight. There was definitely something different about her. Maybe it was all in my head. A light rain had started to fall as I drove the short five miles home. I parked the car in the drive way as the rain started to fall a little more heavily. I ran to the door, getting soaked in the process. Quickly I stripped out of my wet clothes and threw them in the dryer. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was never the best looking guy, but I was far from the worst. My dirty blond hair looked more brown then anything now thanks to the rain. I took a towel and began to dry off my body. My house was silent, except for the patter of the rain against the windows. The silence was broken suddenly by the doorbell. It startled me to the point that I dropped the towel. I was about to pick it up when I heard knocking on the door as well. I rushed to the door, not even remembering I wasn't wearing a shirt anymore. I opened the door quickly. "I hope I am not interrupting anything," said Leslie as she stepped quickly into my house. "No, not really. What's going on, Les? Are you okay?," I said as she smiled at me and leaving her umbrella at the door. "Hi, Colin. I don't know if maybe it was me or what. But was there something different about us today?," she said. Her eyes dropped to my bare chest, which was still wet from the rain. I opened my mouth to answer; to agree with what she was saying. But before the words could come out Leslie took two long steps towards me and kissed me. It startled me for a second, but deep down I knew I wanted it too. I kissed her back as our mouths opened slowly. My hands went through her wet hair as she had her arms around my hips, pulling me closer to her. We kissed like the old lovers that we were. I could feel her body moving against mine. Her hands dropped from my hips to between my legs. I could honestly say I hadn't been this turned on in such a long time. Leslie moaned when she felt me. She continued to massage my hardening cock as I licked and kissed her neck. Her eyes closed as she just moaned in passion. She bit down on her lower lip and just surrendered to her desire. I hadn't seen that look on her face since the first year of our marriage. Without saying a word I pulled her shirt up. She quickly threw her arms up, allowing me to get the shirt off her. I sighed deeply as I saw her heavy breasts held in her white cotton bra. I started kissing lower down her neck and shoulders. She quickly removed her bra, shrugging her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. It didn't take long before my open mouth found her nipples. She caressed the back of my head as I took her breasts into my mouth. I could feel her hands fumble with my belt. So I took a step back, which was quite a lot of work considering she was holding my mouth against her. I grinned as I reached for my belt and quickly pulled it off. I pushed my boxers down and exposed myself once again to my ex-wife. She fell quickly to her knees with a smile that I have never seen from her. Within seconds she was sucking me into her hungry mouth. I closed my eyes as I just felt her tongue and lips slide all over me. I had never seen her like this. I began to thrust my self harder into her mouth. I expected her to stop me as I heard a few choking sounds escape her lips, but instead I felt her massaging my balls. I looked down to smile at Leslie. Her eyes were closed now as her face moved up and down on my shaft. My hands dropped to her shoulders, massaging her shoulders. She had never deep throated me like this before. I started to moan uncontrollably as I watched her head bobbing up and down on me. I knew I wasn't going to last very long at this point! I grabbed Leslie and pulled her to her feet. "I wasn't done, baby. Did you not like it?," she whispered as I felt her try to go back down on me. I didn't say a word in reply. I simply picked her up in my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed me hard and passionately. I moved quickly to the bedroom. I placed her gently down on the bed though as I reached for her pants. She helped, loosening her belt as I pulled her pants and panties down in one quick motion. Leslie's hips moved up off the bed in another effort to help. As soon as her pants were on the ground I moved towards her. Leslie's arms were open as I fell to her. She grabbed the back of my head and planted passionate kisses all over my face. My hands moved to her breasts again, massaging them quickly. She moaned in anticipation. I felt her hands move from head down my back, squeezing my ass along the way. Quickly her hands moved between our bodies. I gasped as I felt her tug my hard shaft. She moved it between her legs and adjusted her self. I looked deep in her eyes as I slid back inside her for the first time in two years. We both gasped as I pushed inside her. I steadied myself on my arms as I looked into her eyes again. I started moving slowly at first as we kissed. I felt her legs raise up and wrap around my hips, driving me deeper into her. I could see the longing in her eyes. I saw her look at our two bodies as one. When she saw me looking at her, she simply nodded her head gently before kissing me passionately again. I felt her moving with me. "You feel incredible right now, Leslie," I whispered. I ran my hand up her cheek and pulled her to me, kissing her lips. I could feel her breathing getting heavier. Her hands started to push me faster into her. "So do you. Faster.... Faster," she repeated. I began to move faster into her. The sounds of our bodies pressing together filled the room. Her nails began to lightly scratch my back as I listened to her commands. I started to take deeper thrusts into her. Leslie's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree as she spread her legs. Leslie started to whimper. I knew from past experience what that meant for her. I began to move faster and deeper into her, knowing her orgasm was building. I grabbed her mouth and kissed her passionately. My tongue invaded her mouth. Her nails scratched me one last time before she moved her head to the side, screaming out in pleasure. I could feel her erupt as she panted, screaming out my name. I had never felt this turned on in my entire life. I gave her one last thrust before I slipped out of her. My eyes engulfed her beautiful body. I kissed her passionately as I started to explode over her stomach and breasts. She shivered as she felt my hot cum cover her body. My breath labored as I collapsed to the bed along side her. My forehead was covered in sweat as I tried to return to normal breathing. "Let me go get you a towel," I whispered as I started to get up. I felt her arms reach out to me. "You don't have to. Lay here with me?," she replied. I looked in her eyes again and laid back down with her. She wrapped her arms around me once again and kissed me passionately. I returned her passionate kiss. She pulled me back on top of her. "I just want you to be as close to me as possible again," she whispered. My softening cock gently rubbed against her pussy. "If you keep this up, you know what is going to happen," I joked. "Are you kidding me? I am counting on it, Colin!" she remarked as she kissed me full forced. I felt my cock stirring again as just the head slipped back in her again...