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Eye Opening Trip Ch. 01

By: SW_MO_Hermit



My daughter felt like she needed a companion to drive from her post in Washington State to her new duty station in Oklahoma. She and my son are both in the Army and he was in Ranger school. He couldn't get leave to help her so guess whom she called on? Right. Me. I didn't really want to spend the money and besides a 25-year-old military officer should be able to drive all by herself across the country shouldn't she? Well, I had decided to tell her I wouldn't do it when my wife entered the conversation.

In fact, my wife entered the conversation with a roar. She was ANGRY and said to me, "Damn it Jim. What the hell's wrong with you? Your Daughter in Law asked for help and you refused her. You need to be more compassionate and helpful for our children. Besides, you've been whining about wanting to travel more. You know I'm out of vacation and can't go so this is a godsend for you. You get the whole trip for the cost of a one-way plane ticket. How can you beat that?"

"OK, OK, I'll make the reservations and tell Jen I have changed my mind." In no time I had a flight into Seattle so we could make the drive together. When I called Jennifer back, she became very happy instantly.

I suppose I was still a little upset and also drowsy the next morning when my wife dropped me at the airport. I didn't even notice that I did not receive a kiss or good-bye hug. She just let me out and drove off. Huh, I thought. She must still be pissed at me. I thought I saw Ann watching from the non-secure area of the airport as I boarded the plane. I finally decided I was mistaken because she had to hurry from the airport to get to work on time.

When I finally got to Seattle, my daughter met me with a hug, and then said, "Jim Ann called a few minutes ago to see if you had made it OK. She wants me to call her back before we leave so she knows you arrived safely."

"Ok, let's go." I said as I got into her Highlander. "I'll give her a call later this evening after we get out of this traffic. I can hardly hear over the freeway noise."

"No, I promised to call as soon as you got here and we were on the road." She said. As she was talking, she was dialing her cell. When I heard Ann answer I said, "Here, let me talk to her and calm her down."

As I was reaching for the phone Jen said, "Hi Ann. Well, he's here safely and we just pulled out of the airport heading home. Hold on, Jim wants to talk to you."

Jennifer got a strange look on her face and said, "She said she didn't have time to talk right then and she would see us when we got back. She just hung up on me Jim. I'm sorry. Do you want to call her back?"

I took my cell out and tried to call my wife several times on her phone, then tried her office phone. She answered and almost snarled, "What do you want? I told Jen I didn't have time to talk right now. I'll see you when you get home." then she hung up.

I looked at the phone a minute then said, "What the FUCK?"

Jen looked at me briefly then asked what was wrong and I told her. She just said, "Well, maybe she is having a bad day. You know how stressed she probably is what with her bank being taken over by the FDIC. Just relax and we can figure things out later."

Well, we got to visiting and catching up on things as we drove and I didn't try to talk to Ann again that day. By the time we stopped for the night it was so late I decided not to call again. 

The next night, I called home four times beginning 30 minutes after she should have been home from work and continuing until 11 p.m. There was never an answer and I left two messages on the machine. The next night was a repeat of the first. In between two of the calls I tried to call one of the women Ann worked with. I got her husband. He seemed sort of upset and worried, and then finally said Ann, his wife and "some of the girls" had decided to go out for a while.

About thirty minutes later I got a phone call but when I answered, there was no one there. I didn't recognize the number. I called back and things got even stranger. The woman who answered didn't know me and said she had never called. As I kept pressing and asking for my wife she got more and more angry then finally hung up. I just shrugged and decided it had been a wrong number she had called and it was an honest mistake. About the time I decided that, Jen got a call on her phone. It was the same number. When she asked who it was, they said "Its Ann Jen. Who did you think it was?"

Jen said, "Sorry Ann, I didn't recognize your voice. You have Jim worried, here, talk to him." She handed me the phone but when I took it, whoever was there had hung up. Stranger and stranger!

That night at supper, Jen looked at me with a haunted expression on her face and said, "Jim. Last night when you were worrying about Ann I thought you were just over reacting but now I don't know. This is sure some strange goings on. I'm starting to get worried too."

I had a sick, sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I said, "Ann has been acting strange for about two months but this is the worst I have seen. I just laid the problem to the work pressure but now I don't. I'm starting to think something else is going on. I need to think a while. I'm going over to the bar."

Jen started to follow me but I held up my hand to stop her and shook my head no. She slowly, reluctantly left. As soon as I was sure she was gone, I walked into the hotel lobby and began making phone calls. I was afraid. If what I was beginning to suspect was going on really was, I could call the wrong person and tip my hand but I had to trust someone. Who should that be?

After much soul searching, I remembered a friend I hadn't talked to in several weeks. He was an old retired Army man like I was and I had helped him a lot when his wife stepped out on him. Jack had just gotten married again and I decided he would not be a likely candidate for my wife to be with so I called in some favors.

"Jack I am starting to suspect Ann is cheating on me. She has been acting very strange the last couple of months and couldn't wait to get me out of the country this week. Can you round up some help and keep track of Ann? If she is seeing someone maybe you can catch them and get some pictures. I'll be back Tomorrow night. I would like to see you Friday or sometime this weekend at the latest if you come up with anything."

I tried to call Ann again that night at home also and got no answer. Finally, about 11 p.m. she called me and said, "Jim why are you being such an asshole? You act like you don't trust me at all. I'm tired of you trying to check up on me like I was a teenager. You're out of the damn Army so stop being so controlling and checking up on me. Do you have any idea how embarrassed I was when you called Bonnies' husband checking on me? Just to put your suspicions to rest, I have either been out with Bonnie or the girls or with my family every time you tried to call me. Call them if you don't believe me. Now I'm tired and I'm going to bed. We'll talk about this more when you get home." 

After that little lecture I was seething with anger but held my tongue. I merely told her, "I was worried about you honey. You have never been so hard to find at home and I was afraid something had happened to you. Besides, when we were younger you always wanted me to call every night I was on a trip unless I was in the field."

"Well yeah," she said. "I did then but that was when I didn't know where you were. I know you are with Jen so it doesn't matter now."

Oh, how I wanted to jump on that statement because most of the time I traveled (except for deployments) she knew exactly which post I was on and what I was doing but this time we had no planned itinerary. She was even more in the dark than she used to be as far as my whereabouts were concerned. I couldn't say that though because she hung up after the last diatribe and once again didn't even say I love you.

When we arrived at our house Thursday, we were later than expected so she was angry with us for causing her to have to hold supper. Needless to say, I got a cool welcome and no loving when we went to bed. Friday she left for work without even giving me a kiss. She didn't get home Friday night until after 10 p.m. Neither Jennifer nor I got any call warning us she would be late either.

Saturday, about 4 p.m. Ann disappeared into the master suite and I heard the shower running. Soon, she came out dressed nicely in a short dress and announced to Jen and I that she had to go to a baby shower and would be back late. "Don't wait up for me you two. They said they were having wine and finger food so we may party a long time." She never asked Jen if she wanted to go. As far as I remembered, she had never told either of us she even had plans. Jen and I both found this to be very strange.

I have no idea when Ann got home or came to bed. I don't think anything short of a bomb could have awakened her Sunday morning. About 9 a.m. Jack came by the house. He looked very depressed and I feared the worst. "Jim could you come help me a few minutes? I got my ole truck stuck to the frame in a mud hole and I need you to help pull it out. I wouldn't bother you knowing you just got back but Sandy is still at church."

"OK," I said. Let me tell Ann and get my boots."

When we were out of sight of the house Jack looked at me and heaved a deep sigh. I could tell from the look on his face it was bad news. "Jim. There is an envelope in the glove box. I guess you need it but you aren't going to like it much. Looks like Ann is taking care of two of those assholes she is working with. I don't know how long it has been going on but it went on every night we watched her and until nearly 3 a.m. this morning. Jim, I'm really sorry. Now, come on over to my place so we can have a beer and get you muddy. We don't want her to suspect something until you get your ducks in a row."

You ever heard of crying in your beer? Well, I did it that day as I tried to decide what to do and how to do it. I wanted to hurt the bitch like she hurt me. I wanted to beat the living crap out of the two assholes she was fucking and I wanted to keep all the money and investments we had. We talked. I got the name of a good attorney. I went home drunk on my ass and had a valid excuse not to do anything with good old, faithful old Ann. HA.

Monday morning, Ann left for work on time and shortly after, Jen left for her new post. I got busy and called the attorney Jack recommended. He sounded OK and I got an appointment for the following day. I had known him in high school so felt pretty confident I could work with him. I am not one of those forgive and forget type of guys so I knew already, no matter what Ann said, we were done. All I needed to do was figure out how to keep as many of our assets as I could. 

I started gathering all the information and documents the attorney said I would need for our meeting. I also began trying to hide some of our savings. The first thing I did was write some large checks to the friends that had helped catch Ann. They had already agreed to give most of the money back when the divorce was over. I managed to hide $25000.00 that way. I Was afraid to give them more in case the Judge and Ann's attorney would accuse me of sheltering money from the divorce. We had decided we could justify that amount. There was no way to know how long we had watched Ann before they caught her. There was also no way to verify the out of pocket expense the guys went to.

After Ann left for work the next morning-without a good-bye kiss I might add-I left for my appointment with the attorney. The news wasn't the best but he thought he could protect the family farm where we lived and my pension. Ann had a large 401K. My attorney thought if we let her keep her 401K she wouldn't be able to get any of my military pension. We were going to let her have the small vacation home we had on a lake in place of her getting any of the farm. That only left our brokerage and bank accounts. There wasn't much way to protect them that would be legal.

I told John (the attorney) "Go ahead and prepare the documents. Don't serve them until I tell you to though."

John asked, "Why wait Jim?"

"Oh, I need to talk to some people first. I don't want them to know the circumstances before hand."

Being an attorney, he felt constrained to remind of the law. He said, "Jim it wouldn't be wise to do anything illegal such as injure the wife or her male friends. You do know hiding money is illegal also don't you?"

I just grinned at him and said; "Now you know I am a law abiding citizen and something like that would never cross my mind."

"Oh, no. I'm sure it wouldn't but I seem to remember a high school senior that totally fucked up the car and the face of a young man that moved in on his steady girl back in 1970. As I recall, he looked a lot like you so, in case I wasn't mistaken about the identity I just thought I would mention the legalities."

We both laughed as I slapped him on the back. "Sure John. You've done your job. Catch ya later." I said as I left his office. 

My mind recalled that fateful night as I walked back to my truck. John had driven me home because I was hurt pretty badly. I had just barely managed to beat the bastard that had stolen my girl at that party. Allen had been the starting quarterback for the team and we were celebrating our win of the district championship. I had caught him talking to Donna several times over the course of the school year. Before the night of the party I had done nothing but warn him away from her. I did tell Donna that if I ever caught her with someone else it was over. She obviously either didn't believe me or thought she wouldn't get caught.

When I caught them that night she was laying on a blanket, her skirt around her waist. Her panties were missing and I could see the sperm draining from her well-fucked cunt. She was begging Allen not to leave yet and he was standing tightening his belt when I confronted them. Damn, what a fight. When we were done, he was the loser and we were surrounded by most of the people at the party. Donna was sitting on the blanket crying as John helped me off the "battlefield". That was the last time I ever spoke to Donna. A few weeks later she mailed my promise ring back to me.

When Ann returned from work that day she found me on the patio. I was drinking Glenlivet and staring across the small stream that runs alongside our yard. I guess she had decided to play the good wife because she gave me a hug and sat in a chair beside me. "Why are you drinking your good stuff so early?"

I looked at her and said, "Just thinking back to high school and my first love. I caught her cheating on me and dumped her after I beat the hell out of the football player I caught her fucking. I guess she was like most women. They think they either won't get caught cheating or if they get caught they can keep their husband and lover too. I don't know. I was just wondering why someone who said they loved a person would cheat and think they and their lovers should suffer no retribution."

I looked at Ann while I was saying that and decided the old saying was true. I watched her face literally turn white, and then she flushed dark red and yelled at me. "What the hell is that supposed to mean? Do you still think I did something wrong while you were gone? I was lonesome and spent the evenings with friends and my family. Is that so wrong? Now get over it." She got up and started into the house.

I waited until she got a few feet from me then I said, "I wasn't thinking too much about that right now, but since you bring it up, I know something wasn't right. If I do find out something went on you know we're through don't you? You've told me several times if you ever caught me cheating it was over and if you remember I told you the same thing."

Ann stopped just outside the house a minute and didn't even turn to look at me. "You sound pretty sure of yourself. If you really think I did something wrong why don't you show me the proof?" She walked on into the house without saying anything else. I got a pretty poor sandwich for supper that night. I wonder if Ann was angry with me?

Over the next few days I pulled some cash from the bank several times, keeping it below the amount that had to be reported to the Feds. Things were still rough at home and I was suffering badly from that well-known male ailment-lack of nookie. 

Finally on a Monday as Ann was leaving for work I walked up to the car door as she was getting in. I said, "Oh, I almost forgot honey. I saw an add on the net yesterday for a dirt cheep hotel and flight to Vegas so I booked it. I'm going to Vegas for a couple of days. I'll be back Friday evening. Do you mind?" This wasn't too unusual because I usually go gambling three or four times a year. What was unusual was not telling her several days in advance. 

Ann stopped and her face brightened as she turned to me. "No honey. I don't mind. In fact we probably need to get away from each other for a while. We've both been on edge lately. Have fun and don't lose too much." She turned back to her car, got in and left without so much as a wave or kiss again. 

Before I hit the road I stopped by and gave Jack another large check made out to Jack's Investigations as payment for more surveillance on Ann. While I was gone, I managed to "lose" another $20000 in Vegas. I even managed to find enough receipts people had thrown away to shelter another large chunk of change. I "bought" everything from clothes to boots to hats. I even picked up some used show tickets and so forth to document my more than usual expenses. 

I had managed to "spend or lose" almost all our cash savings so decided to quit while I was ahead. I hated to lose half the investments but sure didn't want to go overboard and get myself into trouble.

I was scheduled to return home on a Friday and knew Ann planned to be "out with the girls" that evening like normal. I really returned Thursday evening so I could get started on a project early Friday. I had instructed my attorney to file the divorce and have Ann served just before noon that day. I made it a point to get to her office before the process server and was comfortably in a chair visiting with her boss (and, surprise, surprise, one of her lovers) when she was served. To say they were surprised to see me would be an understatement. They normally left the office at noon to start the "girls night out" early but they couldn't leave with me there.

I could see Ann's desk through her boss's door and she was glaring at me as we talked. I was waiting on the process server to get to her desk before I made my planned on statement to her boss. When she was served Ann got white, then screamed "You Son of a Bitch" and stood to start toward her boss's office and me. 

When he heard her scream, Brice (Ann's boss) got up and started around his desk. I moved to stop him just as the process server came into his office. After he identified him, good old Brice got his papers also-Alienation of affection lawsuit and a copy of the suit being filed against the Bank for not enforcing the non-fraternization clause in their employee handbook. 

Brice was white as a sheet. As Ann came into his office cursing at me he just collapsed into his chair. I looked at them and as I was saying my final words to them we heard another commotion in the rear of the office.

"Well, I'll be on my way now. I bet you three have a lot to talk about at your night out tonight. I have a couple of lovely ladies I need to see now. Oh, by the way Ann. All your things should be in the garage when you get there tonight or tomorrow. The guys and I packed and moved them this morning. Your keys won't work but I did leave the garage open for you."

I reached into my briefcase and pulled a packet of all the investigation reports and threw them onto Brice's desk. "This is a copy for your files. I have two more like it to deliver to those ladies I told you I was going to visit. Have a nice day." I then turned and walked from the office and, hopefully from my cheating wife's life forever.


Eye Opening Trip Ch. 01



Brice and Adams (Ann's co worker and other lover) wives were not too happy to see me when I visited with them. I do believe they were angrier with their husbands and Ann than with me though. I gave each of them John's name and address in case they needed a good divorce attorney. They both hired him to represent them in their divorces.

After much haggling Ann's and my divorce was final. It went much as we expected. I kept the family farm and my pension; she kept the lake house and her 401K. With the cash I managed to skim and the slightly low appraisal I managed to get some friends to arrange on the Farm I ended up with about 63% of our assets. I was happy because that was better than the 50/50 the law allows.

Most of our best friends have dropped Ann. Those who remain friends with us both let me know when she is invited to a party so I can duck out if I want. I don't see her much and when I do I DO NOT visit with her. If forced I make a barely polite comment and move on. I do stay barely civil because of our two boys but that is all. 

Ann has aged a lot over the last several months. I think she is working too hard now. It seems like my little lawsuit caused quite a shake up in her bank. Her manager Brice, the Account Representative Adam, her other lover, and Ann had been let go. She finally had to take a second job as a bartender to make ends meet. My settlement from her one time employer for my lawsuit didn't amount to much but I did get a lot of satisfaction out of the end results. Of course the really nice new F250 4X4 Powerstroke I bought with part of the settlement helped too.

Oh, well, life goes on. Now I just have to find someone to share the rest of my life with. At my age, pickings are slim but there are some prospects I am working on. At least I am free to travel all I want and I do so. I meet some really nice people on my trips. Some of them are even willing and lovely ladies! 



Eye Opening Trip Ch. 02



EYE OPENING TRIP-THE AFTERMATH

The first few months after my divorce went by pretty painfully. I was morose and unsure what to do with myself. Many times something would happen or I would see or hear something and I would think I have to remember to tell Ann about that. Then it would hit me. Ann didn't live with me any more and we weren't talking. I had no one to tell 'that' to. I am sure my boys got tired of me calling 'just to check in' but they didn't say anything.

A couple of months after I divorced I noticed a lot of the divorced or widow women in town were making it a point to talk to me when we met. If I went to the café for lunch or supper and one or more of them were there I was invited to join them. If I was at a table by myself and one of them came in they asked if they could join me.

I didn't want to be a total recluse or be accused of being anti social so many times I had a dining partner. Some of those conversations resulted in a date or at least a visit to one of our homes. Several of the women were nice people to have as friends but I just wasn't interested in any of them romantically. I did bed two or three of them and boy was that a mistake. The morning after they seemed to think they could faintly hear wedding bells.

I had gone to some of the local functions like spaghetti suppers for the rural fire department or other civic organizations and enjoyed them. I even went to three or four of the Senior Center dances before I decided they weren't for me. I met several nice women there but no one special. I had missed two dances in a row and began getting queries from the older women about why I wasn't coming to the dances any longer.

One 'Lady' in particular was a royal pain. I had danced with her some at the Senior Center dances I had attended but had no real feelings for her. She was sort of 'rough' but at the same time fun to talk to. Doris cornered me in the café one lunch hour and I couldn't get her to shut up. I heard all about her two deceased husbands and one divorced husband. I knew more than I ever wanted to know about her health and her children. Finally, in order to get away from her I promised to meet her at the local Senior Center that Friday night for the bi weekly dance.

Came the night of the dance I drove up in my trusty old powerstroke and she was standing outside the door waiting on me! I walked up to her and she smiled and grabbed me in a clench I could hardly break. Before I could get away from her she had landed a long kiss on my lips. She had tried to french kiss me but I didn't let her tongue into my mouth.

Doris pulled back from me and looked a little hurt. She asked, "What's the matter Jim? Don't you like to kiss?"

I was floored by that question. Hell, I had known Doris for years but we had never been friends. We were just speaking acquaintances when we would meet somewhere in town.

We had never been on a date and she was wondering why I didn't give her a good kiss? WOW! I finally mumbled, "I'm not much into public displays of affection Doris. Sorry." 

Doris brightened a little at that statement and said, "Oh, A little shy are you? Well, don't worry after a few more of these dances you'll get over that honey."

Well, let me tell you about the Senior Center dances. I really got my eyes opened at them for sure! This evening was worse than the three other dances I had attended. Doris pulled me through the door and as we walked past people she knew she made sure to remind them who I was and told them, "We're here to show you all how a dance should go." 

Doris led me past the refreshment table and the chairs straight to the dance floor. We had to dance the whole set before I could even sit down or get a drink. Occasionally one of the other ladies would cut in on Doris and I could see the sparks fly. Almost every one of the women I danced with invited me to do something with them or go somewhere with them or to come to their home sometime. 

I now knew what some of my older friends had been telling me about the dances was true. They had said it was a 'Male Meat Market' and I could see it was. There were probably three females to every male and us poor guys didn't get a chance to rest! I swear I had so many female hands on my cock they rubbed a hole in my jeans!

I had been told any man that could get it up could get all the pussy he could handle at the dances. All they had to do was take Ladies up on their offers. I now know this from personal experience. I let Doris talk me into going home with her that evening. I swear I thought we were only going to visit and have a nightcap. The dance didn't allow liquor or beer on premises. When she found out I liked port she insisted I come home with her and sample a bottle she had recently purchased.

Boy was that a night to remember. I sat on her couch and was relaxing when she brought our port out. When she bent over to hand me my glass I looked up to thank her and got an eye full. She had unbuttoned her blouse and tied it under her breasts. She had no bra on and one of her tits was hanging out.

Doris saw me looking and giggled. She turned away and sat her glass on the coffee table. I watched while she nonchalantly put her breast back into her top. Next she bent to pick up her glass and sat beside me, our hips touching.

Before I was half done with my port Doris was leaning to me for kisses and rubbing my cock. I finally thought what the hell and began to reciprocate. When I began kissing her back she took that as a victory and unzipped my fly, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my cock out. 

She looked up at me, smiled and jumped from the couch and kneeled between my legs. Before I could say 'Jack Robinson' Doris hovered my rod into her mouth and did a damn fine deep throat on me. Like they say, when rape is inevitable, lay back and enjoy it. I didn't find Doris that sexually attractive but I was horny so I just let it happen. Damn could that old broad suck dick! She had me on the edge in no time. 

I began tensing up and thrusting. Doris looked up at me and pulled my cock from her mouth. She stood, grabbed my hand and pulled me toward her. As I got up she said, "Let's move this to the bedroom now."

I followed her like a sheep to the slaughter. We got to her room and she undressed us both then lay across her bed, legs spread. Her old cooter was drooling. I slowly moved toward her as I watched her fingers dip into her cunt then pull up her slit to rub her clit.

She saw me watching her and said, "I'm ready honey. You gonna give me some of that cock or just stand there watching? I have condoms in the side table if you want one."

Well, come on guys what was I to do? I grabbed a condom and put it on. I crawled between her legs and slipped my cock into her dripping slot. Doris was a pretty good fuck. She was wild and uninhibited. The way we both raced to our climax and exploded it was obvious we were in desperate need of sex. It was three hours and two orgasms later before I got out of there. I was well fucked and very tired before Doris let me go home. Even as I was leaving she was trying to get me to stay the rest of the night with her. She seemed insatiable.

The next week, I could hardly show my face in the coffee shop (café). All my male friends would see me and begin laughing. They would make a smart ass comment about the new meat at the Senior Center or would say something like "How's it going Stud?" A lot of the unattached women redoubled their efforts to get me to take them out. I think I got a feel for how a young and beautiful woman must feel at a fraternity party!

I think Doris had people watching for me because most of the time when I went into the café for lunch or dinner she would show up shortly after and take a seat at my table. She had turned into a stalker. One day she even asked "Jim we've been seeing each other for quite a while now. Wouldn't it be handier if I just moved into your place? "

I sat there in shock and said, "No Doris. I don't think that would be too good an idea. You have your own home and we really don't know each other well enough to go that route."

Man was that a mistake. Doris looked at me a minute and she began crying. She said, "You SOB. You're just like all the other men aren't you? You take a woman to bed and get what you want then to hell with her. Is that it?" She pushed her chair back so rapidly it turned over and she stormed out of the café in a huff.

I just sat there stunned trying to decide what had just happened to me. I noticed all the talking and laughing had stopped in the café and everyone was staring at me. I was so embarrassed I just left the rest of my meal and got out of there. It was two days later before I could make myself go back.

When I opened the door the next time I got up the courage to try dining in the café again you could hear the volume of the conversation drop. One of my better coffee buddies pushed a chair back from the table he and another of our friends were at. "Here Jim. If you're not too big an SOB you can sit with us," he said.

"Very funny asshole," I told him as I took my seat.

Jerry had been a widower for several years and he laughed at my comment then said, "Don't let it bother you too much Jim. Doris pulls that with every man she sleeps with if he doesn't keep coming back to the well for more. She actually dumped a glass of water in my face when I told her it was over."

I was a little relieved by that but I was still so embarrassed I didn't go back to the Senior Center ever again. About a week later Doris tried one more time to move in with me. I was sitting on my porch one evening and she drove into my driveway. She just got out of her car and picked up a suitcase then walked onto the porch with it. When she got to the porch she bent and gave me a quick kiss and started to walk past me and into my house. 

I stood and got between her and the door. "Doris," I asked. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

She looked at me and said, "What does it look like I'm doing. I thought we would enjoy another night together and so I brought some clothes for tomorrow."

I decided enough was enough and said, "Doris you're a fun lady to talk to and have coffee with but there just isn't any spark there for us to take it any farther. I really enjoyed that night at your home but I'm sorry Doris. I want a love like I had with Ann before she dumped on me not someone I can just be comfortable with."

Doris stood and looked me in the face a few seconds then turned with tears running down her cheeks and returned to her car. Before she got in she turned and looked at me and said, "You really are an asshole aren't you? You'll soon learn that at our age just having someone to spend the night with is enough. If you continue with your high and mighty ways pretty soon no one will bother with you and then all you'll be is a lonely old man and you'll still be living all alone. Think about that you Bastard."

Doris spun her tires as she drove away and hopefully out of my life forever. 

After the fiasco with Doris I had been avoiding the café but one day I just couldn't take preparing and eating a meal alone at home and I went back to town. I was sitting at the table nursing a beer while I tried to get excited about dining all alone once again. I was hungry and knew I should eat but nothing looked good to me. I had just about decided on the pot roast when I thought I heard my name.

I looked up and there was a stunning female about my age standing near the front door talking to the waitress. Since I was now paying attention to their conversation I heard her say, "I think I'll invite myself to his table. If he doesn't kick me out will you bring my iced tea to me there?"

Darlene, the waitress laughed, looked over at my table and said, "Sure but you be careful. Ever since Ann and he split up he's been like a dog with a sore tooth. We all know he is still hurting and he is trying to get over it but sometimes he lets go and makes a scene."

Whoever the lady was got an apprehensive look on her face and said, "He doesn't get violent does he? Except for when he caught Donna with Allen at that party that never was his style when he was younger." Darlene shook her head no and my mystery lady said, "Well we'll try it anyway then. Maybe I can get a few words in before he throws me out."

By then I was so curious I vowed to keep control if I had to chew my tongue off. I couldn't help but wonder who the woman was. I felt like I should know her but I just couldn't put a name to her face. She had to be someone Ann or I had known in the past but who?" I was intrigued to say the least.

The woman came to my table and pulled the chair back. As she started to seat herself she said, "I know you've been listening to Darlene and me talk. Are you going to make a scene Jim or will you let me sit with you for a while? I really need to talk to you. I have put this conversation off for far too long and I need to get it off my chest."

Now she really had my attention. I vaguely remembered seeing her in town a couple days ago when I had been here for coffee. For the life of me I couldn't place her any better than that. "Oh, go ahead and sit down. I don't bite and most of the time I don't even growl any longer. Sometimes when someone says something they shouldn't I get upset but I haven't beat on anyone in almost a year."

This mystery woman picked up the tea Darlene had placed before her and took a long sip. She sat it down and gave me a quizzical look when I said that. "You haven't beaten on anyone in almost a year? So it was you that ruined Brice's chance at a fulfilling love life wasn't it?"

OH, Crap I thought. How could I have let that slip? Shit, shit, shit. "I am afraid I don't know what you're talking about maam. Brice who?"

She had the most intriguing laugh. "You know darn well Brice Who. Are we going to play word games all night or do you want to have a more sensible talk?"

"OK, you can talk but first damn it you need to tell me who the hell you are." I said.

I got the tinkling laugh again and a slight blush. "Oh, my God. You really don't remember me? I should kick you in the shins for that." 

I said, "Look, I'm sorry. I know you look damn familiar but I sure can't place you. I would bet you're from far in my past but I just...look damn it, just tell me who you are and what you want or get the hell away from my table."

Oh, hell, there I went again. I never used to lose my temper that fast. I saw the hesitant look on her face as she leaned back in her chair. I leaned forward and she jerked back farther. I heard her chair scoot on the floor a little. "Look, I'm sorry. If you know me like you seem to think you do, you know I didn't used to be like this. I just can't help myself now no matter how hard I try. Please just tell me what you came here for and leave me alone."

She looked at me again and sighed. "Yes, I suppose I had better get on with it. Jim, I'm Victoria Slater now-Prince back in school. I was Brice Lowe's first wife. I was a year behind all of you in school."

It all came rushing back to me. Vicky had been a knock out but I didn't pay a lot of attention to her. I was so in love with Donna I ignored the other girls. Then when Donna cheated on me I just dropped from the dating scene until the summer after senior year when Ann and I began dating. Ann and I were a couple all through college. Most of the senior class that went to college went to the closest one so we were never really separated after we began dating. Well, until Brice and she began their little affair.

"Oh, my gosh. Vicky. I'm sorry but it has been so long and you were in a class behind me. I just didn't put a name to the face. How have you been? And what can I do for you?"

"Jim I guess I need to apologize to you and maybe explain some things. I don't know if I could have prevented your divorce or not but I didn't do anything to try. I didn't even know you were divorced until last week when I came back home to visit Mother. When I found out Brice caused your divorce I cried for the longest time."

"I don't understand. How do you think you could have made any difference?" I asked.

"Maybe I couldn't have but when I Caught Brice and Ann together at your ten year class reunion I didn't stop them or come find you. I had caught him cheating on me before and we went to marriage counseling. We got back together but I told him then if I ever caught him with another woman or even had proof of him being with another woman it was all over. That first night at the mixer my feet were killing me. I went back to our room to change shoes. We were on the second floor and I took the elevator. As the door opened I saw Brice and Ann coming out of the stairwell. She was all mussed and giggling. I watched as Brice put his arm around her and led her to our room."

I pushed my chair back and snarled, "You mean she and that Bastard had been fucking around on me for 23 years?"

Vicky looked a little scared and said, "Jim, I just don't know but I don't think so. After all, most of the time you were away in the service. How could they have gotten together? What I do know is I followed them to the room. I waited outside the room for a few minutes, then opened the door and took pictures of them on the bed. They were both still dressed but Ann's skirt was pushed up to her waist and Brice already had her hose and panties pulled down. He was playing with her...uh, her..."

I laughed and said, "OK Vicky. I get the picture. So what did they do when you broke into the room?"

"Oh, Jim. It was really almost funny. If I hadn't been so damn angry with them I would have died laughing. Brice jumped up from the bed and Ann followed him. She had her hand caught in his fly and was trying to pull it out and at the same time pull her panties and hose up. Ann finally got her panties pulled up enough to run from the room. I wasn't sure she would make it out the door she was so drunk. I just looked at Brice and told him we were through. I packed all my clothes and left him there. I took our car and he had to get a plane home. By the time he got back home I had packed his belongings and put them in storage and had began the divorce proceedings."

I remembered back to that night. It was one of the few times I had seen Ann so drunk she could hardly walk and she got so sick I was afraid I would have to take her to the hospital. She was a mess. Now I wonder how much of the problem was drink and how much fear I would find out about her and Brice?

"Jim I have to admit I talked to Ann yesterday. She said after you caught her with Brice you never gave her a chance to explain and never gave her a chance to save the marriage. Jim from what she told me yesterday I think Brice used the pictures I took at the reunion to blackmail Ann into the affair. She told me he agreed not to show them to you if she would have sex with him every Friday after work. Ann said he just kept getting worse, making her leave work earlier and earlier, then finally he told her Alan had been doing such a good job he wanted to reward him. He didn't have money for a bonus and he told Ann from time to time she would be Alan's bonus."

"Ann was crying when she told me this. She described the pictures he had and said she had no idea how or when he took them. She said the only other time she had been with Brice was when I had caught them at the reunion and the pictures of her looked so young she thought they were from then. From that, I am sure they were the ones I took. I know I had some like she described and during the divorce we gave copies to Brice and his attorney."

I thought for a few minutes then leaned back in my chair. "I really don't see where that has much to do with things. It's evident to me that Ann cheated and I finally caught her. I would have divorced her if I had caught her at the reunion. I caught her 23 years later and I did divorce her. If she had came to me when he tried to blackmail her I don't know what I would have done but I would not have been as rough on her as I was. She had been a good wife until about two weeks before I left on that damn trip."




Eye Opening Trip Ch. 02



"Jim, think about it. You know how Brice was. He had a line on him a mile long. He was a 'hunk'. Ann was young, good looking and as you recall they had been a couple for a long time while they were still in high school. I think she was the only one he didn't cheat on while they were dating. He found her drunk or got her drunk at the reunion and led her off for whatever reason. She doesn't even remember why she left the auditorium with him she said. She could hardly walk and her reasoning was impaired, her ex boyfriend was working her again and she succumbed. Then, like a dummy I not only didn't tell you what I had seen but I let Brice have pictures he used years later to blackmail her." 

"You know what I think?" I asked Vicky. "I think she didn't trust me enough at our reunion to tell me Brice tried to take advantage of her, then 23 years later she still didn't trust me enough to tell me about the first time or about the blackmail attempt. She just happily went along with Brice. Vicky I saw them a couple of times before I kicked her out. I followed her a time or two after I had filed the divorce when she and Brice were still together. She didn't look like she was being forced. Hell, he even bought her clothes to wear on their dates because he wanted her to look sexier. Like I said, I followed them and watched. They acted like a couple in love. I just can't buy it. She wanted to cheat. Case closed."

Vicky sat and looked at me again, then said, "YOU. You saw them in town and followed them. Oh, my God. You were the one that mugged Brice that time weren't you?"

I felt my face drain, then get red. Shit, I thought to myself. I really blew it this time didn't I? Crap now I'll get in trouble for that if I'm not careful. Damn how could I be so stupid?"

"I uhhh, I don't know what you're talking about. I heard Brice got mugged but I thought they said it was a robbery. I sure didn't do anything like that."

Vicky laughed again and said, "Oh, relax doofus. I really don't care if you did it and I didn't hear you say anything. Now, all at once I'm hungry. Do you suppose we can eat and talk about other things?"

"Uh, yeah, I think that's a good idea." I said.

After our meal I was still feeling pretty stupid. I sure hoped Vicky wasn't taping our talk and didn't have some agenda of her own. You know though, I had enjoyed the meal with Vicky much more than other meal I had eaten recently. I didn't even mind the pre dinner conversation that much. For the first time in over a year I felt good about myself. Maybe it wasn't something I had done to drive Ann away. If she had been blackmailed it made her cheating less personal some how.

We left the café and I helped Vicky into her car. I started to close the door and she said, "You know Jim I really enjoyed tonight and I was so scared at first I almost didn't finish telling you about Ann and Brice or apologize. Thank you for listening. After what you said about Ann not trusting you and that you would have probably divorced her anyway I don't feel so bad."

I squatted down and held onto the door as I looked slightly up at Vicky. "Vicky. I need to think about tonight but I think I would like to ask you some questions. Could you come to my place tomorrow morning for coffee? I still live on the old home place and have the most relaxing patio to drink coffee on."

Vicky looked at me and said, "I don't know Jim. I need to think about this. Can I call you in the morning and let you know?"

"Yeah sure." I said. I stood and watched her drive away wondering if she would blow me off or actually come down to see me. I walked to my truck and drove the two miles back to my lonely home.

I didn't go into the house. I sat on my front porch and watched the moon come up. While I relaxed I was drinking Glenlivet and running the night's conversation through my head. I kept losing my train of thought and thinking about Vicky. She was carrying her age well but there was a look about her I couldn't put my finger on. She seemed a little frail, no maybe a little unsure, yes, that's it, she seemed unsure of herself. She seemed almost lost.

When I went into the house I saw the message light blinking on the answering machine. I wondered if one of the boys had tried to call or what. I played the message and heard, "Jim. This is Vicky. I'll come for coffee in the morning if the invitation is still open. I...it was nice seeing you again. Will 8 a.m. be ok? If it isn't call me back please. If it is ok, don't bother calling back."

The next morning I was up at my usual 0630 and was as nervous as a cat. I paced the floor off and on until nearly eight then I forced myself to sit on the porch with my coffee and wait for Vicky. I had barely taken my seat when I heard a car come down my road. It was ten until eight as Vicky swung into my drive.

I stood and watched Vicky walk up onto the porch. "Thank you for coming Vicky. I was afraid you would change your mind and stand me up."

Vicky laughed and said, "Well, I almost did. I was so nervous I could hardly sleep last night and I was up at 6 this morning. Finally at about 7:40 momma told me to quit fidgeting and get on over here so here I am. I hope I'm not too early?"

I laughed and said, "No, you're fine. I've been up since a little after 6. I normally get up early and go to bed early. Ann never did break me of that habit. I grew up that way and 30 years of military service didn't do much to change it."

Again I heard that fetching laugh and this time she touched my forearm with the tips of her fingers. I felt a spark shoot through me. Oh, my. What was I thinking? I stepped back and said, "You ready for that coffee?" I put my hand in the small of her back and guided her into my house.

Vicky stopped when she got into the living room. "Oh, Jim. This is beautiful!"

"You aint seen nothin' yet." I said. "Let me get your coffee and come on out to the patio. I can't make myself sit in here when the weather's this nice."

I led Vicky first to the kitchen for coffee, then through the den and out onto the patio. As we sank down onto our padded chairs I watched Vicky's face. She seemed to perk up as she settled back into her chair. She got the most relaxed look on her face. "You said this was a relaxing place with a beautiful view but I didn't think it would be like this. I could stay here for ever."

When I invited Vicky for coffee I thought I might want to talk more about Ann and Brice. You know I don't think we even mentioned them? We talked about my place, our childhood here and how we had so much fun growing up. 

I watched as Vicky's face showed her sorrow when she told me about the death of her second husband 4 years ago. She said, "I think I almost died just after him. I was so sunk in depression I really didn't care if I lived or died. I lost 30 pounds because I just quit eating. I think I would have gotten sick and died if it hadn't been for my children. David finally forced me to come home with him and he, his wife and Steve and his wife stayed with me for three months. They bullied me into eating, then going places and getting on with life. I'm able to function now but I'm afraid I don't have too much fun any more. Life is just a drudge."

Finally about 1030 Vicky looked at her watch and exclaimed, "OH. Look at the time. I really have to go. I promised Mother I would have an early lunch with her and then I have to pack and leave. I have to be back home this weekend to see David's brother get married."

It surprised me how sorry I was to see her leave. I walked to the car with her and said, "Vicky I travel a lot. Would it be OK to come visit you if I am in your neck of the woods? I'd really like to walk down memory lane with you some more."

Vicky smiled up at me and said, "Yeah Jim. I'd like that very much. Give me a call if you ever get near Colorado Springs and we can visit some more."

I got the crops in that spring and decided it was time to take another trip. I made arrangements with the neighbors to mow the yard and keep track of things. I loaded up my trusty powerstroke and hit the road. I didn't have any specific destination in mind at first but for some reason I headed west. I decided I would go to Seattle and visit my youngest son. The afternoon of the second day I was tooling down the highway heading north out of Pueblo Colorado. 

I couldn't put it off any longer. I picked up my phone and dialed the number. I listened to the phone ring and ring and ring. I was just about to put my phone away when I heard a breathless "Hello?"

"Vicky? Is that you? This is Jim."

"Jim? OH, Jim, my God it's been weeks since we talked. You sound funny, kind of like you're breaking up. I can barely hear you."

"Vicky, I'm heading north out of Pueblo. I just got the wanderlust and decided to drive for a while. You said if I ever got in your neighborhood to look you up. I'll be coming through Colorado Springs in an hour or so. If you're not busy could we visit for a few? Heck, I'd even spring for dinner if you want."

There was silence on the line for a while and I didn't know what to expect or do. I said, "Vicky if there's a problem just say so. I know I didn't give you any warning and it's no problem for me to just drive on through. I was sort of on my way to Seattle anyway."

"NO. No, it's not a problem. I was just thinking. Jim my house is a mess. I've been packing and I don't have much left but why don't you drop by and we'll go from there?"

"Vicky I don't want to be a pain. Maybe I'd just better go on and catch you another time." I said.

"Jim don't you dare. I'm at 12473 Castle Rock Dr. and I'll be looking for you. Do you have GPS or do you need directions?"

"No, I'll just punch you into the GPS and be there with bells on. Vicky I'm really looking forward to seeing you." I said.

When I got to Vicky's I was surprised. There was a large "Two Men in a Truck" truck there and they were busy loading boxes and furniture. Vicky came running from the house when she saw me drive up. "Damn Girl," I said. "When you said you were packing I didn't think you meant you were packing it all up. What's the deal?"

"Jim I've sold my house and am moving back home. Mother is 84 now and not as spry as she used to be. Both my children have moved away from the Springs so other than a few friends I have nothing to hold me here. I decided I would move back home and take care of Mother as long as I can. I'm afraid she won't be with me much longer and I want to spend all the time I can with her."

I hung around the house with Vicky until the truck was all loaded, then we walked through the rooms. It was a nice house. Not quite as large as mine but a little fancier in décor. I told her it was a shame to leave such a nice house and she sighed. "I will miss it. There are a lot of happy memories in this place. It was the only house David Senior and I ever owned. It was our dream house and we raised our boys here. Sometimes when I hear the neighborhood children playing in the evenings I cry myself to sleep remembering when we were all here together. No, it's time to go."

Since Vicky was going to have to stay in a hotel for a few nights we got rooms in the same one. I rented a suite and Vicky got a nice queen room across the hall. After we cleaned up we went out for supper then made our way into the small hotel club.

While we were having our drinks and talking I saw some couples dancing. I leaned toward Vicky and asked, "Would you like to dance with me?"

Vicky looked startled then smiled and said, "Yes kind sir. I think I would like to dance with you very much."

When we got to the dance floor Vicky just flowed into my arms. By the second number Vicky had almost pasted herself to my body and I was trying to pull away. Little Jim was making his presence known and I didn't want to embarrass Vicky or myself.

As I moved back, Vicky followed me. I looked down into her eyes and they were sparkling. She gave me a mischievous grin and once again pressed into me. She laid her head on my chest and said, "Why Jim if I didn't know better I would think you were trying to get away from me. Why would you do something like that? You did ask me to come out here and dance with you after all."

I spluttered, then grinned and said, "I uh...well I just...Oh, heck. You know darn well why I backed away from you a little. Now you just behave."

Vicky looked up at my face again, smiled and said, "Ummmmm." Then laid her head back on my chest.

When that dance was over I walked Vicky back to our table. We finished our drinks and I asked her if she was about ready to call it a night. "Yes, I suppose we should. I have cleaning people coming to the house at 9 in the morning and I need to be there for that."

I walked her to her room and gave her a gentle kiss before opening the door for her. She was staring me in the face again as she backed into her room. Her hand was in mine and slowly pulled away as she moved backwards. I watched the door close and stood there a moment, then moved to my room.

I had barely gotten my shoes off when I heard a knocking on my door. I opened it to see Vicky again. She stood there a moment then took a deep breath and said, "Jim can we have breakfast together tomorrow? I know you planned to leave early in the morning but...well, I thought you have to eat don't you?"

I laughed and said, "Sure hon. I have to eat. When and where do we do breakfast?"

"How about 730? I'll just knock on your door and we can decide where we want to go then?"

Well, we did breakfast in the hotel dining room and visited until Vicky said she just barely had enough time to get to her house. I looked at her and said, "Vic I really don't have a schedule to keep. Would you mind if I came with you and hung around until the cleaning is done? Maybe I could help with something?"

Vicky agreed I could come with her. I didn't do a darn thing except get under foot but I enjoyed every minute of it. I talked to Vicky in between her checking on the cleaning people. We laughed. I don't think either of us had laughed much in the last few years and it felt good. About mid afternoon I was walking past Vicky and caught myself reaching out to touch her. When I stopped half way through the move she looked at me and said, "What? Jim what's the matter?"

"I'm sorry Vicky. I just caught myself trying to touch you. I didn't want to upset you and I stopped myself."

Vicky broke out in that sexy tinkling laughter again. "You're kidding right?" she asked.

"No, why would I be kidding? You saw my hand almost to your waist. What did you think I was going to do anyway?"

Again that tinkling laugh I was starting to love so well. I was shocked to my core though when Vicky said, "Jim why would you stop now. You've been touching me every time we walked past each other since shortly after we got here." When she saw my face she grinned and said, "You mean you really didn't know you were doing that? Oh, that's so funny!"

All I could do was give her a sheepish grin. "No, I didn't know. I've just been so relaxed and comfortable talking with you I guess I fell back into my 'married mode'. Ann and I were always touching as we moved around the house and I...well, I guess I just. I guess I'm just so comfortable with you I didn't realize what I was doing. I'm sorry."

Vicky said, "Jim you don't have anything to be sorry about. If I hadn't been OK with it I am a big girl. I would have told you to stop." As she said that Vicky moved toward me and stood on her tiptoes. Before I knew it she had placed a gentle kiss on my lips then backed away to once again look into my eyes. 

I don't remember much about that afternoon but somehow we made it back to the hotel and agreed to have supper together once more. This night was a repeat of the previous night. We enjoyed more dining dancing and conversation. There was one difference. There were several kisses thrown into the mix and Vicky's belly stayed pressed against my hard cock.

When we got back to the hallway by our rooms Vicky didn't turn toward hers. She walked to my door and stood waiting. She had a little mischievous grin on her face as she asked, "Well, aren't you going to open the door for a lady?"

Even after we got into the room I was a little slow. I opened a bottle of wine and we sat on the couch drinking and talking. Vicky leaned up against me and turned her face up toward mine. Finally she gave a little huff and picked up my left arm and placed it around her shoulders. "There. That's much better don't you think?" she said as her left hand came to rest on my thigh right next to my crotch.

Well, as the saying goes I may have been born at night but it wasn't last night. I finally got the hint and got with the program. It had been three months since I last had sex with anyone other than my friend Rosy Palm and her five sisters. I was raring to go and when I got around to sliding my hand under her skirt I found Vicky sopping.

Vicky moaned when I first touched her pussy and hunched toward my fingers. I had been staring at her beautiful breasts and rock hard nipples all evening. They were filling the top half of her filmy cocktail dress nicely. Oh, how she shuddered when I slapped a lip lock on them! After a few minutes of play on the couch Vicky stood and drew her dress over her head. All I could do was stare in amazement. She was perfect! 

She wasn't wearing a bra and only had on a small thong. One of her shaved pussy lips was hanging out the side and I could see moisture glistening on her thighs a third of the way to her knees. My heart was thudding in my chest until I could hear my pulse pounding in my ears.

After she had ditched her dress Vicky knelt between my legs and quickly opened and pulled my pants off. You would have thought she was starving the way she devoured my cock. Other than the one time with Doris I had never been deep throated before. Let me tell you Vicky made me forget about Doris' deep throat before she even had me all the way down her gullet. There was something about the way Vicky did it that made me quiver all the way to my bones. Vicky was moaning and bobbing her head like she couldn't ever get enough. I don't know how long she sucked on me but we both felt my sperm rising and she tilted her head back and raised her eyebrows.

I gently pulled Vicky's head off my cock. Before I could say anything she said, "You taste so good I don't want to stop. Do you mind?" Just before she took me back into her mouth Vicky got a worried look on her face and asked, "Can you do it more than once a night?"

I laughed and said, "That feels great and no I don't mind. I really prefer to get off in a pussy but if you want it in your mouth I don't mind. And to answer your question, Yes, I can go more than once a night."

Vicky said, "MMMMM" and dove back onto my cock. After I had nearly blown the back of her head off with my explosion she sat back, grinned and licked her lips. She looked like the cat that ate the canary. She climbed back onto the couch, knelt astride me and looked into my eyes. She slowly leaned to me and gave me first a gentle kiss, then when she felt my mouth open slightly she slipped her tongue into my mouth.

Vicky pulled back from me and smiled. She said, "Thank you. I was afraid you would be like some of the men my friends have dated and not want to taste yourself. David never minded and I don't think I would like to be with a man that wouldn't kiss me after I had done that for him."

I smiled and said, "I don't mind at all as long as it is me. I could never kiss someone or eat someone who had been with another man though. That is another problem I had with Ann. I am pretty sure a time or two she tried to get me to eat her the morning after she had been with one of her men. I just won't do that. She would not let me touch her on the nights she was 'out with the girls' but most Saturday mornings she was randy and ready to go. Now I wonder if I have eaten at the Y after someone else had been there? I get really angry just thinking about that. How could you say you love someone and expect them to not only condone your cheating but to eat their lovers leavings out of you the morning after?"




Eye Opening Trip Ch. 02



Vicky looked so sad then gave me a gentle kiss and said, "Shhh. I'm sorry I brought it up now." Then she moved back beside me to cuddle.

I smiled and took her by the hand. I pulled her from her place on the couch and said, "Well my Lady. I guess I'm going to have to throw you on that bed and Lash your pussy with my tongue until you have learned your lesson aren't I?"

Vicky looked at me and grinned. "You can try buster but that is a lesson David tried to teach me for years and I am afraid I still need more instruction."

I ate her to three nice orgasms and I couldn't take it any longer. I climbed up over her and nudged my cock up to her opening. Just as I was starting to insert myself I remembered the rubber. "Shit." I said.

Vicky looked at me with a little fear and asked, "What's the matter Jim?"

I started to back off and she reached for me. I looked down at her and said, "I have been so comfortable with you I completely forgot the rubber. I have to check in my bags to see if I even have any. I wasn't thinking about doing something like this and I'm not sure I even have one."

Vicky got a large smile on her face and said, "Oh, is that all. Well honey, I no longer make babies and I haven't been with a man since David died so I'm safe. If you trust me you don't need one for your protection. Do you have any reason to believe I need one to protect me from you?"

I looked at her and said, "No. I haven't had unprotected sex since I divorced Ann and I had myself checked monthly until it was positive I didn't catch anything from her. I had a physical three months ago and was clean then so you're safe if that's what you want.

Vicky reached to me and pulled me back into the saddle. I felt my cock sink into her hot warm love tunnel. I heard her moan in delight as I sighed. After I was fully seated we began that age-old dance and all that was heard for several minutes was the steady slap, slap,slap of our bodies and an occasional moan from Vicky. I managed to give her several small orgasms before we both hit the big one together. I held myself inside her a short while after we climaxed. I leaned forward gave her a tender kiss then I rolled to the side and we drifted off into a deep sleep.

The next thing I knew the sun was hitting me in the face and the clock said it was 730 in the morning. I opened my eyes to see Vicky lying on her side staring at me with her beautiful blue eyes. When she saw my eyes open she moved and gave me a gentle kiss. "Thank you," she said. "That was the most wonderful night I've had in years." 

Vicky lay there a moment longer and started to say something then closed her mouth. I saw a small tear in the corner of her eye. "What?" I said.

Vicky shook her head and said, "Nothing." She got up and walked nude into the bathroom. I heard the shower going but I just lay there and remembered the night. When Vicky came out of the bathroom she was once again dressed in her cocktail dress. I knew see she had nothing under it because her underwear was still lying on the floor where we had dropped it the night before. 

Vicky walked up to my side of the bed and bent to give me a gentle kiss. I started to get up and she said, "No Jim. Stay there. I need to go dress and then I have to leave. I told Mother I would be there Thursday and I just barely have time to make the drive. When you get back from your trip give me a call. I...well Goodbye."

When I was packing my clothes I found Vicky's underwear still on the floor where we had dropped it the night before. With a smile I folded it up and packed it along with my things.

I went on to Seattle and stayed with my youngest son Paul and his wife Jennifer for two weeks. I didn't enjoy this trip as much as I had my past ones. I kept thinking about getting home and seeing Vicky. I think Jennifer knew something was bothering me because she kept asking me what was wrong. I just said, "Nothing. I'm sorry I'm such poor company this trip. I keep thinking about something someone told me a few weeks ago about Ann. It seems like that wasn't the first time she cheated on me and I just didn't catch her the first time. I keep wondering what things would have been like if...well, just forget it."

Finally it was time for me to go. I told the kids good-bye and hit the road. I didn't let grass grow under the tires either. I kept thinking about Vicky and my foot got heavy on the pedal.

I had been home three weeks when my eldest son called. He had finally gotten engaged and was checking on the best time for a wedding. He and his girl had grown up together and gone to college together. He was in the service and so was she. They finally decided to tie the knot and were going to have the wedding back here in our hometown. They finally settled on October 24th. 

I was once again sitting on my patio enjoying my morning coffee. It was hard to believe I had been divorced from Ann nearly three years now. I had seen her around town a time or two but we didn't travel in the same circles and the house she had on the lake was several miles away from my farm. I sighed and leaned back enjoying the rising sun. I always enjoyed watching it slant through the old growth trees along my little stream.

I could hear the cattle gently lowing and the birds singing as the world once again woke from the night's slumbers. It was cool enough there was a fog rising from the stream and hanging about thirty feet in the air. The field on the other side of the stream was partly obscured. It should be another nice day. Unfortunately I had too much to do to enjoy nature for long this day. I was just waiting on my children to wake up before we had breakfast and started our day.

I was on my third cup of coffee when I heard the door leading from the den to the patio open and close. I sat my cup down and started to turn to see who was finally up. Before I could turn I heard my youngest son Paul say, "Well old man I see you still get up before everyone else and drink all the coffee. I had to make another pot after Jen and I got ours."

Paul moved into my sight and sat in the chair beside mine. We sipped our brew in companionable silence for a while then he sat straighter and looked at me as if he had made a decision. He took a deep breath and said, "Dad I have something we need to talk about and I don't know how to do it. Just hear me out before you get all upset and start yelling and ranting and raving please."

I felt my stomach tighten and was afraid I knew what was coming. He, his brother and their wives-well in Edward's case his fiancé-had been to see their mother Ann the night before. I was pretty sure that he wanted to talk about her and I sure as hell didn't! I especially didn't want to talk about her the morning of Edward's wedding.

Dad you know Mom's going to be at the wedding and we want you to talk nicely to her. This is Edward and Mandy's day and we don't need you and Mom making everyone uneasy. I think it is time you spoke to her about what happened. She said you and she haven't talked since you kicked her out of the house. You know the parents are expected to sit together and have at least one dance. Please, can't you just do this for us? We all think you need to get the divorce behind you and both of you need to get on with your lives. Can't you use this as the first step in doing that?"

Jennifer walked up behind Paul and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Dad," she said. "I was with you when this all started. I sort of feel responsible because I begged you so hard to come drive with me. We all want you to at least talk to Ann. Please just do it for us?" 

I could see the unshed tears in Jen's eyes and felt myself wavering. I sighed and said, "Ok. I'll do my best but I still get so damn angry when I see her I can hardly control myself. She managed to fool me for 23 years and when I think of all those wasted years I just lose it."

Paul and Jennifer interrupted me when they both shouted, "WHAT?" at nearly the same time.

I looked up into their shocked faces and realized they didn't know the full story. I wish I had not popped off like I had but it was too late now. With a resigned sigh I told the story Vicky had given me about Ann's first tryst with Brice and the pictures he had of it.

Paul looked thoughtful as he put his arm around Jennifer's waist. He said, "That makes sense now. I had always wondered what Mother meant when she said Brice made her do all those things and she hadn't really wanted to. Dad you really need to talk to her about this."

I felt myself getting angry and said, "Paul just let it go. He may have got her to begin the last affair by blackmailing her but that doesn't explain the first time at the reunion. It also doesn't explain why she became such a willing participant there at the end or why she never in all the years told me about Brice initially or later on. You know they had dated in high school. I think she really wanted to be with him and used her drinking the first time and his blackmail the second time as an excuse." 

About that time Edward came onto the patio. He said, "Dad I overheard some of that. I know Mom hurt you a lot. Heck, Paul and I agree we would have kicked her to the curb if she had been our wife. We both still think you need to at least talk to her and get some closure though. Do it for Mandy and us if that is the only way you can do it but please, just for today at least talk to her."

"Ok boys. I'll do my best but if she starts in on me I'm going to have to get out of there or I'll ruin the day for you. Now can we drop it and get on with the important stuff?"

The wedding was at 1400 (2 p.m. for you non military folks) but we were ready well before hand. Paul and Jennifer were so resplendent in their Army Dress Blues, insignia shining and their new Captain's rank on their shoulders. Edward was dressed in his Navy Whites and they were so bright they almost blinded you. He was a Navy LT (rank equal to Army Captain) and his gold braid shone. I was just happy I could still get into my old Army dress uniform and felt totally outshone by the kids.

I had to admit Ann looked good when I saw her at the church. I was glad I didn't have to escort her to her seat. I was even gladder I had talked Victoria into coming with me. I cheated and put her between Ann and myself on the parents' pew. I did get some evil looks from Ann and the children but I managed to keep my distance. It was hard to take the pictures because I had to be closer to Ann but I managed and it made the kids happy.

Finally came the reception. I knew this was the place Ann and I would be really thrown together and we were. We ate at the same table and they had placed her on my right, Victoria on my left. After the meal we began the 'mandatory' dances. You know the ones-Mother son, Father daughter, and the parents. Hoooo Boy.

I turned to Ann and gave my best attempt at a smile as I held out my hand. "Shall we?" I asked. Ann just nodded and let me lead her onto the floor.

We began the slow dance and Ann felt like she was made of steel. I think every one of her muscles was tied in a knot. I looked toward our table and met Vicky's eyes. She gave me one of her thousand volt smiles and I turned my attention back to Ann. I was beginning to think the damn dance would never end when I felt Ann shaking. I looked down to her face and saw she was quietly crying. Damn it I thought. Why now?

After the dance ended I led Ann back to the table and handed her a napkin for her tears. She took it with a small smile of gratitude and whispered, "Thank you."

After I sat down Vicky leaned toward me and said, "Watch my purse please Honey. I need to powder my nose." I watched her walk across the room and felt my cock begin to rise. She had such a graceful and sexy walk.

I turned back to the table and saw Ann watching me with a sad look on her face. She took a deep breath and said, "Thank you Jim. I know this was hard for you. It was so hard for me and it is all my fault. I've been so sorry for all these years. I knew you could never forgive and forget and...No, that's not how I need to say this. I was so drunk that night at our reunion and I really didn't even think about anything before I got caught up in it."

"I was drunk and Brice asked me to dance. He was talking about when we were a couple and how much he had loved me. He started reminding me of all the things we had done and all the fun we had as he held me so close. The music and drink made me so mellow I just quit thinking and felt. I was so horny from our playing around when we dressed I was thrusting against him. I remember that, and then I remember the song ending and him leading me off the floor and out of the room. I really don't know why I let him lead me from the room instead of insisting he take me back to our table."

"The next thing I remember was being loved and feeling so good. I never once thought about who was making love to me. I only knew it felt so good and I needed it so badly. When Victoria came barging into the room screaming and yelling I panicked. I was horrified when I saw I was on the bed with Brice. I remember pulling up my panties and hose and running from the room. I was so scared but even then I knew if you found out you would be furious. I was sure you would leave me. I just couldn't face that and I never told you. I prayed for months that I could keep it a secret."

"You know how I had to push Brice away at some of the social functions we attended. He never was bad at work. I suppose he was afraid of a sexual harassment suit. Then about three months before you went to get Jennifer Brice called me into his office. He said he said he had been going through some of his old records and found something he thought I should see. It was the pictures. He said since I had cost him his marriage with Vicky he thought he should let you see them and see if you thought it was enough to cause a divorce. After all he said, we weren't really doing anything were we?"

"Jim, I was horrified. I thought I had put all that behind me then here were some pictures. I begged Brice for them and he refused. He told me he might forget he had them if I would be real nice to him. I knew what he meant but I asked anyway. He told me I could quit going out with the girls on Friday night and spend that time with him. He said you would never know and after we had enjoyed each other for a while he would let me have the pictures."

"I told him I wouldn't do it and he said ok. I thought he was going to let it go but he turned his computer monitor toward me. He had an e-mail on the screen with your address on it. Two of the pictures were embedded in the message. He told me it was my last chance or he would hit send. I agreed to meet him that Friday and it began."

"I know I became a real bitch but he kept asking for more. I was so afraid you would catch me and I didn't want to lose you. I loved you more than life itself even after all the years we had been married. I kept you as far away from me as I could on nights he had taken me. He even got so he threatened to tell you about the affair if I came to him with your sperm inside me so I had to turn you down the nights before he and I were going to be together."

"He wanted me to spend a weekend with him and told me I had to find a way or you would get the pictures. I was frantically trying to find a way to do this. He had finally given me an ultimatum that it would happen within the next two weeks when Jennifer called. I thought it was a Godsend and when you didn't want to go I lost it. I just knew if I could get you to go I could give Brice his weekend sex during the week you were gone. I still thought I could control the situation. I am sure now that he and some of the people he had to party with us that week set me up. You know, the strange phone calls you got and the different number? I really thought that was my phone. It had all my numbers in it and everything."

You probably know now the weekend you got home was the weekend he insisted I spend with him. I wouldn't have been home Saturday night but Alan got a phone call that there had been a man down in the hotel lobby asking for one of the three of us. We thought either his or Brice's wife had been suspicious. Anyway they decided we all needed to get out of there. We were so sure we had kept you in the dark we didn't even think of you catching us. I didn't know it was your investigator until they served us that Friday."

"Jim by then you were right. I was getting so worked up with the two of them. They had me on a sexual high and I loved it. I still loved you but I resented your interference in my hot sex life. I did enjoy being with them at the end and I know I ruined our marriage. "

"Please though, for the boys, can't you at least talk to me sometimes? I know I don't deserve you and I know I did the worst thing a wife can do to her husband. I am so sorry."

I sat there in silence. I was so surprised at what Ann said. She was showing some of the traits that had caused me to fall in love with her when we were younger. She seemed to care about how I felt again. I had known almost everything she just told me and suspected the rest but hearing her say it to me and apologize seemed to release a knot deep within my soul. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Victoria standing behind me. I don't know how long she had been there.

I felt my heart lighten and flutter when she bent forward and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. I looked over at Ann and saw the sadness on her face. She said, "Good bye Jim."

Ann stood and gave Victoria a small smile then reached out and touched her on the forearm. "Vicky I think he is yours now. Please take care of him for us and whatever you do don't do him wrong. If you do I swear I'll take you apart. He doesn't need another cheating bitch in his life." Just before Ann walked off she bent and gave Vicky a fast kiss on the cheek.

I sat in shock for a moment then heard Victoria whimper. I looked up and saw the tears running down her cheeks as she silently cried. I stood and wrapped her in my arms. We were still like that when all four of the 'Kids' came up.

Edward and Paul looked angry. Jennifer stared me in the eyes and demanded, "Dad what did you do to Ann. We saw you talking then she was running out the door crying. You promised to be good and not cause a problem."

I started to defend myself when Vicky broke into the conversation. Through her tears she told the kids she had been standing behind us while Ann explained her side of the affair and that I had not done or said anything bad. She told them what Ann had said to her just before she left.

I heard another whimper and looked over toward the sound. Both my daughters were crying and holding onto their husbands. I remember thinking damn what do I do now? Just as Vicky settled her delightful posterior onto my lap and wrapped her arms around me. I completely forgot everything else as she began kissing me.

I woke to chattering and clanging coming from my kitchen and was embarrassed. It was after 8 a.m. and I was still in bed! Wait, how did I even get in bed? I was home too. I staggered into the shower and in a quick ten minutes I was dressed in normal home attire and walking into the kitchen.

I stopped in amazement as I saw Vicky and Jennifer making breakfast. I stood there until Vicky looked at me and smiled. She said, "Well I see you finally made it up. We were going to eat without you." She walked to me and gave me a quick gentle kiss then returned to her work.

I remembered the bed being messed up on both sides this morning then I remembered seeing Vicky's evening gown laid across the chair in my room. I recognized the pants and shirt she was wearing. They were mine! I finally asked, "What are you doing here and why are you wearing my clothes?"




Eye Opening Trip Ch. 02



Jennifer laughed and Vicky blushed as she replied, "We had the devil of a time getting you to leave the reception. We were the last ones there and you still wanted to drink and dance. You said it was a special night. You had gotten rid of a dead weight and gained a daughter and you weren't done celebrating. The cleaning crew was getting angry so we made you a deal. If you came home with us we would continue the party here."

All at once I remembered that little set to. I was embarrassed and started to apologize. Vicky held her hand to my mount and said, "Shhh."

Vicky continued, "When we got home you were almost asleep but you insisted on a nightcap. We had some of your really excellent port and you grabbed me and pulled me toward the bedroom. Paul and Jennifer tried to stop you but you were obstinate. I told them to let it be I would get you in bed and then they could take me back home."

"You took your suit off and I was putting you in bed when you grabbed me. You collapsed into bed and pulled me in with you. I tried to get up but couldn't pull away and you were begging me not to leave you. I looked up at Paul and told him to give me a minute and when you were asleep I would come out. I suppose I fell asleep also because it was getting light when I woke up. Of course that probably wasn't that long of a sleep since it was after midnight when we got you to come home. I pulled off my dress and crawled back into bed with you for another hour or so. Paul and Jennifer woke me up making coffee and here we are."

Vicky was blushing when she told me that and I wondered what else I had done. I decided not to ask. At least it wouldn't have been anything I hadn't done before. "Oh," I said. "I'm sorry if I did anything too outlandish."

I got a cup of coffee and looked at the women. "I'll be back in a minute." I said and walked out of the room. I was in the den rummaging around in my safe when Paul came into the room from the patio. He was laughing as he said, "Boy Dad you sure tied one on last night. You're lucky Vicky didn't hang one on you for what you did to her too."

"Oh, crap. Paul. I really don't remember much after you all beat up on me for your Mother leaving so early. What did I do? Do I need to do some crawling?"

"No, I don't think so but you sure went farther than I would have with someone I wasn't married to." He said.

While Paul was talking I finally found what I was hunting. I closed the safe and walked out of the room. As I was passing Paul I said, "Paul, would you come into the kitchen with me a minute. I need to say some things and I would like you and Jennifer to hear them."

When Paul got to the kitchen we both walked up and stood beside our ladies. I looked around and then I started talking. "I wish Edward and Mandy could be here but I understand why they aren't. Paul told me I was doing things to you last night Vicky that I had no business doing. I am so sorry if I did anything that bothered you or hurt your feelings. I have gotten so comfortable around you and I enjoy your company so much that I take liberties with you no man should take with a woman that isn't his mate. I have been thinking about you and our situation for some time and I have decided I need to make some changes."

I looked at Vicky for the first time and saw tears in her eyes. She said, "Jim you weren't so bad. I know how to stop you if you get too out of line. Please don't..."

She was watching as I drew my hand from my pocket. I saw her eyes get bigger and her hand went to her mouth. I heard a moan. I saw Jennifer look at us and her eyes got larger too. I held the engagement ring up and picked up Vicky's left hand. I held it and looked her in the eyes as I asked, "Victoria Slater I've already told you many times how you make me feel and how much I enjoy you in my life and in my house. Vicky will you marry me? May I put this ring on your finger so the world will know you are my woman now?"

Vicky's lips were trembling and I saw her mouth moving but no sound came from it. She did manage to nod her head and then I heard a very soft "Yes. Oh my God yes." She collapsed into my arms and I thought her tongue was licking my tonsils. 

I heard Jennifer crying in the background then I felt Paul pounding on my back as I heard him say, "Way to go Dad. I gotta call Edward." He was pulling his cell from his pocket as I turned to look at him. 

"Hey Eddie," Paul said. "Get your ass out of bed and get over here to the house now. Bring Mandy with you. We're having a big breakfast to celebrate. What? Oh, yeah, Dad finally did it. We're going to have a new mother."

I had barely finished my second cup of coffee when Eddie and Mandy came bouncing into the house. Talk about a madhouse! The kids were already asking Vicky when we were getting married and the girls were trying to make plans. The boys and I went out onto the patio and left them to it.

About thirty minutes later all three women came to us. Vicky said, "Jim I really don't want or need a big wedding. I've had one of those. Can't we just go to the courthouse and have a judge do it? If we can do that we can do it before the boys leave. We can have them and my Mother for witnesses. I'll call my children and tell them we're getting married. Maybe one of them can make it too. Will that be good enough for you?"

I grinned and said, "Sure. All I care about is you and making you happy. You can have whatever kind of wedding you want." They boys and I smiled at each other as the women left again chattering like magpies.

Monday we went to get the license and three days later we had the ceremony. Both of Vicky' children had managed to get here for the little ceremony also. What none of us suspected though was the ruckus that we were starting. Somehow the whole community found out what was going on. When we came out of the courthouse all our friends were standing there and throwing rice! Vicky and I were hustled into John's big Town Car and he started driving away almost before the doors were closed. He refused to tell us where we were going. By the time I was getting angry he pulled up in front of the VFW hall.

The VFW Master at Arms opened Vicky's door and helped her out as I got out my side. I followed as Vicky was escorted into the Hall. I heard her moan and saw her hands go to her mouth. I walked up beside her and saw all the tables laid out and piled with food. There was a table at the end of the room filled with gifts and another with the traditional wedding cake on it. A banner spanned the room over the stage. It said, "CONGRATULATIONS LTCOL AND MRS JAMES FIELDING"

Needless to say, we were stunned. Somehow we were chivvied to the side and an impromptu receiving line was formed. After everyone who wanted to had shaken us by the hand the MC hollered, "OK everyone, let's eat!" Our friends laughed as we were escorted to the head table.

Naturally after the meal we had to do the whole cake cutting and feeding rigmarole but even as hokey as it was I enjoyed it. I had managed to get another load on by the time the evening was over. I was escorting my new wife out of the building when we were confronted by a specter from my past.

Ann stepped in front of us then leaned into me and gave me a small kiss on the cheek. She turned to Vicky and said, "You remember what I said at Edward's wedding and we won't have any trouble. Congratulations you two."

Before either of us could say anything Ann disappeared into the night. I turned to find Vicky crying. She leaned into me and let me guide her into the night and the car that would drive us into our future.



Eye Opening Trip Ch. 03



ANN FINDS LOVE

The morning after Jim and Vicky's wedding Ann woke lying across her bed. She was still dressed in the same clothes she had worn to their surprise reception. It had killed her to sit outside in her cold car all alone and listen to the party within the VFW hall. That she had brought all this loneliness and ostracism on herself was almost too heavy a burden for her to bear. 

Many times over the past months she had considered just packing up and moving away in disgrace like Brice had done. She just couldn't do that though. Her roots were too deep here in Steelville. Except for the time she and Jim had been away while he was in the service this had been the only home she had known. All her family and friends (those she still had left) lived around the town.

She stood and walked into her bathroom. After she had finished washing her hands Ann surveyed herself in the mirror. She was a mess. Her makeup was smudged and there were dark circles under her eyes. Her hair was graying and she had some wrinkles she wished weren't so evident.

Ann looked at herself and whispered, "How could you? How could you do something like that to the only man you ever really loved? Oh, why didn't I trust him enough to go to him for help when that Bastard threatened me?"

With a heavy sigh, Ann began removing her clothes. When she was nude she dropped her clothes from the evening before into the hamper. She grabbed her robe from the back of the door and wandered down the hallway into her lonely kitchen to make her morning coffee. When the pot was half filled with water she snarled, "Fuck it" and turned the water off, sat the pot down and stomped back into her bathroom.

Ann took a quick shower and dressed for the day. She put on jeans and a western shirt. On the way out of her house she put on her boots. She looked at herself in the mirror on the hallway door as she passed. "Not bad for an old Broad," she though.

A few minutes later Ann walked into the café in Steelville. The friendly morning roar died as everyone watched her saunter to a table by the window. She could feel the coolness pervading the café as its patrons drank in her presence. Finally Darlene walked over to her table and asked, "Whatcha want honey?"

Ann took a deep breath and whispered, "A new life maybe?"

Darlene said, "What?" and Ann shook herself. "I'm sorry Darlene. I know you're busy and don't need me crying all over myself here. Just coffee and a half order of Biscuits and Gravy please."

Darlene brought the coffee and a glass of water on her return trip. She looked at Ann a minute the pressed her lips together. After a moment she said in a kinder voice, "Some of us heard what you said to Vicky last night. Jack had to tell us what you told her at Edward's wedding. You blew it with Jim real bad honey. They don't come no better than him but you hang in there. Things'll get better if ya let 'em."

Ann looked up at Darlene in surprise then whispered, "Thanks. You can't know how badly I hurt knowing I let Jim down and lost him. I miss him more and more every day and I know I'll never feel his arms around me again. I feel like my whole insides are torn out but he does deserve better than me. When I see the way he looks at Victoria I cry inside again. I remember when he used to look at me that way. Sometimes I just want to die."

The noise level in the café slowly picked up as the patrons returned to the conversations they had interrupted when Ann came through the door. Ann was working on her third cup of coffee and enjoying her breakfast when the noise level dropped off once again. She looked up and wanted to sink through the floor. Jim and Vicky were coming through the door. They were the last persons she wanted to see this morning!

Vicky got through the door and Jim placed his hand in the small of her back to guide her to a table. Neither of them had seen her yet. Jim stood and surveyed the room to pick their table when his eyes lit on her. Vicky must have seen or felt him start because Ann heard her ask, "What Honey?" as she glanced back at him.

When she saw the direction he was looking Vicky followed his gaze to her. Ann blushed then wished she could sink into the floor when Vicky walked toward her table. When she arrived Vicky asked, "Ann could we sit with you today?"

Ann saw the look of surprise flash across Jim's face and tried to decide what to do. Finally she just nodded her head and said, "Uhhh I guess if you're sure you want to."

Vicky pulled out the chair across from Ann and sat. Jim stood a moment then, with a resigned sigh, he sat beside his new wife. Jim immediately buried his nose in the menu. That was obviously a ploy to ignore the situation because the menu hadn't changed in 5 years. Jim and everyone else knew exactly what the choices were.

Vicky looked at Ann a moment then with a sigh she said, "Ann if we make you uncomfortable we can leave but you look like you could use some company. I'm sure we neither one want you to have any more pain. You did Jim wrong and you paid the price. Now it's time to let it go and live the rest of your life."

Ann looked at Vicky and said, "I know Vicky. I woke up this morning lying across my bed in the same clothes I wore last night. When I was cleaning up this morning I told myself much the same thing. But it's so hard. I just can't make myself leave town. All my family and what few friends I have left are here. My whole life has centered on this town. Even when we were away in the service I felt drawn to this area. It's my home and yet I am an outsider now. I know other women and men have done things like I have and continued on but this is me now and I just don't know what to do. It hurts so much when I walk down the street and see people turn away from me. People I used to have call me a friend. I just don't know what to do now!"

Vicky put her hand over Ann's and said, "You just live Ann. You go through it a day at a time and try to show you're the same person and you have the same values you had before. You rebuild your life on the foundation you have left like I did when David died. My children and friends picked me up and kicked my ass until I started living again."

The noise in the café picked up again when they saw there would be no excitement at the window table. It was obvious a few of the customers were discussing Jim, his wife and his ex wife now instead of their original topic. No one interfered with the three though.

Ann stayed until Jim and Vicky finished their breakfast. They even visited some. All three were careful in their conversation but they did talk. At first they talked about Jim and Ann's two boys, their careers and their wives. They all thought Edward's wedding was tastefully done and they loved Mandy. This built a base for the two women to come together on.

Over the next few weeks, Vicky and Ann would meet in town as Ann began getting out more. Sometimes the two women would have coffee in the window of the café while Jim sat at another table and talked with the men. They never became close friends but they did have enough in common that they could visit. As the rest of the regulars saw Vicky visiting with Ann they became less wary of her and welcomed her into their conversations more easily.

Sometimes Jim would come to the café without Vicky. If Ann were there he would say good morning to her. If either of them had a new letter or e-mail from one of their children they would bring it and share. They would sometimes laugh about the news the children sent in the letters. Sometimes they would be worried or upset and would allay each other's fears.

As the other patrons saw the acceptance Jim and Ann had of each other they began to invite Ann to sit in on their conversations even if Jim and Vicky weren't present. Slowly Ann became a welcome member of the community again. One day Sam followed Ann from the café and when she was about to get into her car he said, "Ann we been talking off and on for weeks now. I kinda enjoy your company and I was wonderin' if you would like to go to the dance with me Friday night?"

Ann stood in shock for a moment and felt her eyes water. "Sam, I...Uhhh, I don't know. I don't get out much and I'm afraid I might not be to good of company."

"Well, if you don't want to dance maybe we could just go to the dinner before it? If you don't want to stay for the dance I could take ya home after."

Ann wasn't real fond of Sam but she did like him. Finally she said, "Ok Sam. We can go."

The night of the dance Ann dressed western and waited on Sam on pins and needles. When he finally showed up he was thirty minutes late and offered no explanation. Sam smelled strongly of alcohol and Ann almost told him to go back home she was so upset. Ann had nothing against taking a drink or two but she was worried about Sam for some reason. She finally decided she did need to get out so said nothing. Besides, she thought; some of the other people she had been building friendships with might be at the dance.

From the moment she got into Sam's truck Ann was worried her decision to go with him had been a mistake. After the doors closed she was sure he had more than one drink before picking her up. His driving was erratic and he kept calling her honey and other terms of endearment that she felt were inappropriate for their relationship. They finally arrived at the dance and Sam hit the curb so hard his truck popped up on the sidewalk. He didn't even back up, just turned it off and said, "Well darling, here we are. Let's go cut a rug."

Ann followed Sam into the room and was disappointed he didn't even open the door for her. Sam was five feet ahead of Ann when they walked into the room. When he was inside he yelled out, "OK everyone, here we are. Let's get this party started."

Sam turned back and took her arm then led Ann to the buffet line. He never asked her what she wanted. He told the servers what to put on each plate then after he paid he handed Ann the tray and said, "Here ya go honey. Let's go find a good table." And walked off into the crowd. Twice while they were dining Sam left the table and went outside. When he came back he smelled strongly of alcohol.

Finally the meal was finished. Sam took a last sip of coffee and grabbed Ann's hand. He pulled her toward the dance floor. Ann said, "No Sam. I don't think I want to dance. You said we could just have supper and go home if I wanted to. I really think that's what we should do."

Sam said, "Oh no honey. We need to dance a little while anyway. We can go home after a couple of dances if you still want to." He pulled Ann to himself and began dragging her around the floor. It was obvious he didn't know any dance moves. He was like most of the men present and just tried to move a little with the music. Ann put up with this for one song. When the second song started and Sam held her tightly to himself she got her arms between them and forced herself out of his grasp.

Sam reached out for her again and Ann forcefully said, "No. Stop it Sam. I don't want to dance with you any more. I just want to go home."

Sam's face turned red and he said, "You fucking tease. You can play around with those city slickers like that Brice feller but all you do is lead us good ole boys on. When it comes to dancin' with us you think you're too good for us don't you? I don't need your crap. You can walk home if you want to go home so bad. I came here to dance and have fun and that's what I'm a gonna do."

Sam turned and walked away from Ann. He asked three other women to dance and they all turned him down. With a glare at Ann he turned and walked out the door.

Ann just stood there with tears running down her cheeks. She hadn't been this embarrassed or hurt when she had been publicly served divorce papers after Jim found out about her and Brice. Darlene came up and gently led Ann to the ladies room and helped her clean up. 

When they were alone Darlene said, "Annie I'm so sorry. I didn't know Sam had asked you to go out with him. If I had I would have warned you. Mostly he's a good guy but he thinks he should start drinking early Friday night and go through Sunday. When he drinks he turns into an asshole. None of us women will bother going out with him. You probably noticed we don't have much to do with him through the week either. His drinking cost him his marriage and family. Now it's costing him his friends. We just didn't think to warn you about him."

Darlene led Ann back into the room and had her sit at a table with her and three other women. They all began telling stories about Sam and some of the other people present. Before long Ann was laughing. They even told her about Jim's little affair with Doris. Ann thought it was funny and at the same time she felt sorry for him.

Near the end of the evening after Ann had relaxed somewhat she began accepting dances with some of the other men. She even began to enjoy herself. Finally the evening ended and Ann realized she had no way home. She was standing outside the Senior Center trying to decide what to do when Harriet stopped her car and rolled down the window. "Honey you came here with Sam didn't ya? I saw your tussle with him and I bet you got no way home do ya?"

Ann looked at her then shook her head no. Harriet said, "Well, c'mon get in. I live out your way and I guess I can take a neighbor home in an emergency." Ann hesitated and then walked around and got into the car.

When the car started moving Ann turned to Harriet and said, "Thank you. I was trying to decide whether I had to guts to call Jim and Vicky for help or what I was going to do. I just can't believe that Bastard did that to me."

Harriet just laughed and said, "Oh, don't let it bother ya too much. Most all of us've had a run it with Sam at some time or another. Heck, even a lot of the fellers've learned to stand shy of Sam."

By the time they got to her house Ann decided she liked Harriet and invited her in for some coffee. She was pleasantly surprised when Harriet agreed. They visited until nearly 130 a.m. before Harriet left for her home.

Ann was so embarrassed she almost didn't go into the café for coffee Saturday morning. In the end she decided what the hell she hadn't done anything wrong and went. She was pleasantly surprised when some of the regulars stopped by her table and told her they were sorry for her trouble with Sam. One man in particular seemed more upset with Sam than she was. She remembered dancing with him a time or two the night before. She saw him a lot in the café too. What was his name? Oh, yes. George.

George stopped again at her table on his way out. He hesitated then sat down and leaned with his arms on the table. He looked at Ann and said, "Ann, I'm darn sorry about your trouble last night. I was going to offer you a ride home but I saw you getting into Harriet's car. I wanted to talk to you some more but I was just too darn slow."

Ann blushed and replied, "Thank you George. I remember we danced and I enjoyed it. I really didn't want to go with Sam but everyone has been telling me I need to get on with my life. He seemed OK when we talked in here so I told him I would. I almost didn't go after he got to my house because he was late and had been drinking. He wasn't acting very nice but I let him talk me into it. I want to thank you and I intend to thank everyone else for their kindness last night."

"Heck, don't worry about it. I enjoyed the dances and conversation. Well I guess I better get to work. I'll see ya later Ann." George said as he rose and walked off.

Two weeks later Ann took herself to the dance and during one of the bands breaks asked if she could use the microphone. She got up onto the stage and said, "Could I have everyone's attention?"

When the noise died down and most of the people turned toward her Ann began speaking. She said, "Many of you know me and what I've done. I grew up in this town and love it like most of you do. I know I've done things you don't approve of. I did things I am deeply ashamed of. Some of you have accepted me back into your lives. Some of you still don't want anything to do with me. I understand why and that's your right. I do want to say Thank You to all of you tonight though. Thank you for letting me try to rebuild my life. Most of all though, I want to say thank you to those who were so nice to me two weeks ago here at the dance. You all deserve a special thank you. I was totally shocked by what happened and I don't know what I would have done without your kindness and understanding."

Ann put the mike down and walked back to the table she was sharing with Harriet, Darlene and some of their friends. She seemed embarrassed when most of the dancers applauded.

When the next song began Ann felt a presence behind her and a finger grazed her shoulder. A hand landed on the back of her chair. George bent down and said, "Ann would you please dance with me?"

Ann started to say no, then just nodded her head yes. George held his hand out and Ann took it. He led her to the floor and to her surprise he turned out to be a better dancer than she remembered. They danced the whole set away and she found herself relaxing and enjoying herself.

When he took her back to her table George pulled up a chair and began talking. He did talk to the other women there but it was obvious he was focused on Ann. Before she knew it the dance was ending at midnight. Ann drove home in a fog remembering the night. She had danced with three other men but the only dances she could remember were with George.

Saturday morning George came into the café after Ann. When he saw her sitting alone he grinned and made a beeline for her table. As was the custom he just pulled out a chair and sat. Darlene brought his coffee without asking. She looked at them and asked, "Ya havin' breakfast or just coffee?"

Ann said, "Just the coffee Darlene."

George said, "Well girl I worked up an appetite last night and I got a big day ahead of me today. Bring me a Denver omelet, hash browns, and toast please."

While they were waiting for George's breakfast he said, "Ann I had fun last night. I had more fun that I ever had at one of them dances. I'd really like it if you would go with me to the next one. If you wanted we could even have dinner someplace else first? Could we do that?"

Ann sat in shock. Could George be asking her for a date? If he was did she want to go with him? George looked at Ann and a worried look came over his face. He said, "Annie I didn't want to upset you. I just had so much fun the other night I wanted to do it again with you. I don't want to bother you any. Let's just forget it OK?"

Ann looked at George's face and saw the disappointment written on it. All at once she realized she did want to go with George. She said, "No George we won't forget it unless you changed your mind and don't want to go with me any more. I was just surprised you would want to go with me considering my reputation and what happened with Sam. I think I would like to go with you. As far as the meal goes, whatever you want. We can eat at the dance, here or anywhere else you want to go. Surprise me."

George grinned and his whole face lit up when Ann agreed to go with him. He just looked into her eyes and said, "Thank you Ann. I'll look forward to it." For the rest of his meal they made small talk and for the life of her Ann couldn't remember what they had said after she got home.

Finally the day of the dance came around and Ann decided to wear a dress this time. She took extra pains with her make up and wore a knee length blue gingham dress with a full skirt. She felt her efforts were worth it when she opened the door for George. He stood stock-still and stared at her. He made a visible effort to talk but only said, "Damn Woman. Ya look good enuf to eat." 

Ann dimpled and said, "Thank you kind sir. And speaking of eating, am I dressed appropriately for where we are going to dine?"




Eye Opening Trip Ch. 03



George looked her up and down once again and said, "Yeah. I thought maybe we'd just go to the café if that's all right with you?"

They had a nice meal at the café then walked the two blocks to the Senior Center for the dance. They were almost there when Ann realized they were holding hands and strolling like a couple with no particular place to go. She realized not only did she like the feeling of walking with George but that she had missed walking like this a great deal.

As dances went this one wasn't out of the ordinary but to George and Ann it was special. Ann only danced with two other men the entire evening. When the last song ended Ann and George were just more or less standing in one place and holding each other. George looked down into Ann's eyes and before she realized he had bent his head and given her a gentle kiss. She was surprised to feel herself moistening and her nipples were so hard.

George pulled into Ann's drive, helped her from his truck and escorted her to her door. She turned to thank him for the wonderful evening. They stared into each other's eyes and as one they leaned in for another kiss. Ann felt George's hands on her back pulling her against him. With a moan she stuck her tongue out and touched his lips. George's tongue met hers.

Ann felt her heart rate speed up and she moistened more. George's hands slid down until they were resting on her hips. He whispered, Damn Woman you can make a man's toes curl. I know it's late but I sure don't want this evening to end."

Ann smiled and asked, "Would you like to come in for some coffee, a nightcap or something?" She still had her hands on Georges hips just like he did hers.

George looked at his watch and said, "Sure. It's not even one a.m. yet. I'm not much for drinking but this late I better stay away from the coffee."

Ann led George into her house and said, "If you don't mind I would like a glass of port. Jim and I used to end our special evenings out with port. Somehow it just feels like that is what we need to end this one." Her hands flew to her mouth and a look of horror came over her face as she said, "OH, I'm sorry George. I didn't mean to compare...I mean I was just...OH" she broke down crying. 

George looked at Ann helplessly a minute then gently took her in his arms. "Shhh," he said. "It's OK Annie. I know you didn't mean nothin' by it. I never had port but if you say it tops off a good evenin' then that's fine with me because I surely do feel like this was a good evening."

When Ann had gotten her tears under control she hugged George and whispered, "Thank you. I'm sorry. I'll get us some port then. Why don't you just have a seat? I'll be right back." 

George sat on the couch and watched as Ann walked toward her kitchen. He thought she sure had one fine behind. He felt himself stiffening more and had to adjust his cock in his jeans.

Ann came back with their drinks and sat on the other end of the couch. She curled her legs under her and covered them with her skirt. They made small talk and before they were aware the first glass of port was gone. Ann asked, "Would you like another one?" George said, "I could drink another one if you will."

Ann smiled and took both glasses to refill them. When she got back George was standing in front of the fireplace looking at the pictures on her mantle. "Those sure are some fine looking young folks. You must be real proud of them. You and Jim sure looked handsome in that family picture too."

Ann said, "Yes I am. Both boys have been in the military over 10 years now. They are like their father and intend to make it their career." She sat on the couch and George turned and sat right beside her.

Ann was surprised how natural it felt. She didn't have any qualms about George being that close to her. She was pleased because she had been nervous on the other side of the truck from Sam. Ann sighed and leaned her head against George's shoulder while they sipped their drinks. Conversation had dropped to nothing. Just being together was enough for them. 

George turned his head and lifted Ann's chin with his finger. He bent and put a gentle kiss on her lips. They pulled back slightly then their lips met once more. This was not a gentle kiss. They nearly devoured each other. Ann moaned deeply and felt a flutter in her abdomen. She tried to press her breasts against George as he pulled her toward himself.

They broke the kiss and pulled back from each other slightly. George looked into Ann's eyes and sighed. "Annie," he said. "I better get going before we get into this too deep. I sure did enjoy the night and I can see why you like to end a good evening with this port. I think I'll get me some for special evenings too."

After George left Ann went into her lonely bedroom, undressed and climbed into bed. As she lay there she let her hands wander over her breasts and downward to her slippery pussy. For the first time in a long time when she thought of having a man in her bed it wasn't Jim. George filled her thoughts until she finally drifted off to sleep.

Sunday morning Jim was sitting in the café with his morning coffee when George came in. He took a chair at Jims table and they visited about normal things for several minutes. Finally George looked at Jim and said, "Jim I need to ask you some personal questions. You probably know I've been seeing Ann some and we have gone to some of the dances. I think I have some feelings for her and before I get myself into trouble I need to know some things. I understand if you don't want to talk about it but I really need to know."

Jim sat and looked at George. He could see how nervous George was. George was fidgeting in his chair and wouldn't look him in the eyes. He felt his stomach lurch as he remembered how Ann had done him. With a heavy sigh he said, "You can ask George but there are some things you need to get from Ann and there are some things I probably won't tell you."

George said, "Fair enough. I know she had an affair with Brice but I need to know...well, I think she seems like a good woman and I just don't understand how she could do that. Did you have trouble with her before or was this a one time thing you just couldn't get past?"

"George as far as I know Ann is a good woman. She let Brice have her instead of coming to me for help when he tried to blackmail her. She got drunk years earlier and he got her in his room. They did some things a wife shouldn't do with anyone but her husband. Brice found an old picture and threatened to show it to me if she didn't go with him. Ann gave in to Brice instead of coming to me for help. I couldn't get over her letting him do that to her instead of her asking me for help. I couldn't get over her lack of trust in me. What she did years before might have caused the divorce but the lack of trust and the things she let Brice do the last time sealed the deal. With the exception of one night at our ten year high school reunion she was a good wife up until three months before the divorce."

"Ann was a good housekeeper, she worked hard and took great care of me and the children. I still miss some of the conversations we used to have. I just couldn't accept what she did." 

"Like I said, Ann is a good woman. At Edwards wedding she apologized to me and explained her feelings about her affair. She could see how I was feeling about Vicky. I had not told anyone that I was falling for Vicky but Ann saw it. She came up to Vicky and said, 'Vicky I think he is yours now. Please take care of him for us and whatever you do don't do him wrong. If you do I swear I'll take you apart. He doesn't need another cheating bitch in his life.' "

"Then the day Vicky and I married Ann waited outside the reception until we started out. She faced Vicky down again. All she said was, "You remember what I said at Edward's wedding and we won't have any trouble. Congratulations you two." She walked off before any of us could think of something to say to her. Like I said, she is a good woman and was worrying about my happiness after she had hurt me so badly. Now can we talk about something else?"

George left shortly after Jim told him about Ann. He went to the nearby stream and pretended to fish while he thought about Ann and what Jim had told him. He finally gave up and loaded his gear into his truck. He drove to Ann's house.

When Ann heard the truck drive up she came to the door. "George what are you doing here in the middle of the day?" she asked.

George looked a little uncomfortable and said, "Ann I've been thinking about you ever since last night's date and I need to talk to you. Do you have time to visit a while or should I just leave?"

Ann said, "Sure George. Come on in. I was just puttering around trying to decide what to do. I can use the company. Do you want to sit inside or on the patio?"

"I don't care much Ann. Wherever you want to sit is fine with me."

"The patio then. I just made some ice tea. Want some?"

"Yeah, thanks. That'd be good," George said.

When they got seated George was looking around having trouble deciding what to say and how to say it. He knew what he wanted to say to Ann but the words just wouldn't come. Ann sat and looked at George. She could tell something was bothering him and finally asked, "George what's the matter. Did I do something?"

George sighed and said, "No Ann I think I did. I haven't felt this way since my wife left me. I still don't know why she would rather live alone than be with me and I wonder sometimes if I was just a bad husband. When she first left I thought there was another man but she always said there wasn't. As far as I know she hasn't dated since the divorce. She told me after her menopause she didn't want sex and was tired of me asking for it. She said the best thing for both of us was for her to leave so I could get on with my life. Now I'm thinking of a woman again. A woman I would like in my life permanently and I am afraid."

Ann was watching George in shock. She knew he liked her but he couldn't be thinking of her that way could he? Was he trying to tell her he was moving on to another woman? She finally asked, "George are you trying to tell me you've found another woman you want to be with?"

George looked nervous and nodded his head. Ann asked with a tremble in her voice, "Do I know her? Oh, it doesn't really matter does it? I'm happy for you George. Thank you for letting me know."

George was horrified. He jumped up and yelled, "NO Annie. It's not that. I, uhhh. Annie its you I'm thinking about. I don't know what to do or what to say. I may just be a bad man to be with. I mean Sophie just up and left me because I wasn't no good and the other ladies don't seem to care much for me."

Ann was crying as she listened to George talk. She got up and walked to him. When she reached him she put her arms around him and said, "Shhh George. HUSH UP! I don't think you're a bad man. A little different than some but that can be a good thing. We all have to look for a person that is a good fit with us. Sometimes we change enough that the first fit just doesn't fit any longer. I think you and I may be a good fit but I really don't think we have known each other long enough to say for sure. I know I like to have you around and I enjoy dancing and visiting with you."

Ann looked up at George's face. He was grinning. He hugged her tighter to himself and said, "I can live with that for now but I warn you I might get to be a pest. I want to be with you more than we are now Annie."

About an hour later Ann raised her head from George's chest where it had been resting while they talked. Her movement made the porch swing sway more than it had been. She looked at George's face and asked, "George I didn't have lunch and I'm getting pretty hungry. Would you like to stay with me for supper? Jim used to tell me I was a pretty good cook?"

George bent and kissed Ann on the forehead. He said, "That would be fine girl but we can go to town and eat if you would rather. I hate to put you to that much work."

"Oh shoot. I would have had to cook something if you hadn't dropped in so it's no trouble. I'll just put a little more in the pot and we'll have it covered." Ann pushed herself the rest of the way up and stood. Before she left for the kitchen she gave George a short kiss and said, "You just rest there and I'll get things started honey."

As she was opening the kitchen door Ann stopped in shock. She had just realized what she had said to George when she left him on the covered patio. She smiled and continued into her house.

A few minutes later George wandered into the kitchen. Ann was standing at the stove and turning a pan of frying chicken. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her abdomen. "That sure smells good Ann." He said.

Ann smiled and leaned back against him. She turned her head and smiled up at him then gasped as she felt his hands slide up and cup her breasts. Her nipples hardened instantly and she felt her pussy gush. Ann moaned and reached her hand back to pull George down for a kiss.

She turned in his arms and they strained against each other as their passion mounted. Ann's hands were sliding under George's shirt caressing his hard chest when she smelled something burning. She pushed away from George and said, "Oh crap. If you don't behave yourself we'll have to go to town for supper. Now grab a beer from the fridge and sit down until I get this done honey."

Ann turned and took the pan from the stove. She turned the chicken again and saw it was ok. It had just started to burn and would be fine. After she got things under control again Ann turned and walked to where George was sitting at the kitchen table. She gloried in the look on his face as he watched her.

When she got to him Ann bent forward and gave him a kiss. She felt his hand on her waist and moved hers to cover it. She slowly pulled his hand back to her breast and moaned when he began gently pinching her nipple. After another deep kiss she pulled back and returned to the stove.

They couldn't keep their eyes off each other as they ate their supper. George helped Ann wash the pots and put the dishes in her dishwasher. When the finished Ann didn't even ask. She just poured two glasses of port and said, "Should we have our port inside or outside?"

George said, "Inside I think." And began walking toward her living room. He sat on the couch and watched Ann place the glasses on the coffee table. She started to sit beside him but George grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap. Ann giggled and settled in. She leaned against his chest, wrapped her arm around his neck and bent for a kiss. Like before the kisses got hotter and hotter.

During one kiss Ann felt George's hand sliding up under her skirt. She gasped then felt her legs spreading to make the journey easier for him. When he reached her slick crotch she moaned and turned to plaster her breasts against his hard chest. They kissed and when they broke apart this time she was panting with her need. "Oh, please," she whimpered.

George looked up at Ann and said, "Whatever you want Honey."

Ann stared into his eyes a short time then raised from George's lap. She reached her hand out and took his. She pulled him from the couch and led him to her bedroom.

They tore each other's clothes off and fell onto Ann's bed. George leaned over Ann and kissed her. After he had her panting from the kisses he moved down and began sucking her nipples. He alternated between them until Ann was moaning and writhing on the bed. Finally she had a small orgasm from his attention to her breasts. Her knees splayed apart then came back together with a slap and her pelvis began madly thrusting and thrusting seeking a cock to fill her dripping cunt.

Ann grabbed George's shoulders and pulled him over her. She gasped, "Please. Now. Please love me."

George settled himself between Ann's legs and felt her tilt her pelvis up, grab his cock and guide it to her opening. He was gently pushing himself into her when Ann moaned arched her back and slammed her pelvis up toward him. He sank fully into her in that one thrust. Ann began Cumming again and nearly bucked him off.

After Ann's second orgasm George began thrusting, building up to his orgasm. Just as he felt himself let go Ann came once again. George leaned down and gave Ann a gentle kiss then rolled to the side. He felt her snuggle up to him as he drifted off to sleep.

It was morning when George woke with the sun hitting him in the eyes. He was disoriented by the strange surroundings then remembered where he was. Ann was gone. George got up and took care of his morning business, dressed in last night's clothes and followed the smell of the coffee to the kitchen. There was a cup beside the coffee pot. He filled it and walked out on the patio.

George saw Ann sitting on the swing and walked toward her. When he got there he saw she was silently crying. He sat beside her and put his arm around her. George said, "Annie I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'll just go."

He started to get up and Ann grabbed him. She held on tightly as she pulled him back onto the swing and up against her. "No," she said. "I don't want you to go but I'm afraid you will when I get done talking to you this morning."

George looked at Ann and she continued, "George I like you a lot. I might even be falling in love with you but before we get any more involved you need to know about me. I know you know some of the things that happened and why Jim divorced me but I need you to know it all if we are to go on from here."

Ann was crying harder as she continued, "George I am a cheat and a liar. I had an affair with Brice and it cost me my marriage but that wasn't the worst I did. I did gang bangs when Brice asked me to. Oh, sure I was blackmailed into it at first but I got to where I liked it. Hell, I loved it. The sex was out of this world and the orgasms were so hard I could hardly walk after. I got addicted to gang bangs. I don't think Jim ever knew about that but it's true."

"Maybe if I hadn't gotten drunk years before and let Brice get me into a compromising situation I wouldn't have cheated but I can't guarantee that. I got caught cheating and that led to more cheating years later. I think I am over it and I can't see how I could ever do that again but do you really want to take that chance? I do think I was more susceptible to Brice because he was my first love but I had moved on and found a stronger love with Jim. That didn't stop me though. I didn't trust Jim enough to go to him for help. Maybe I secretly wanted to cheat on my man. You don't deserve that kind of a woman any more than Jim did."

George looked at Ann for a minute and then said, "Well, I've watched you the last year around town. You haven't done anything to be ashamed of since Jim and you divorced and I like the way you are facing up to your past. I don't know if you will do something like that again or not and probably neither do you but I'm willing to take a chance. If you do cheat again I would expect your next husband or boyfriend to dump you just like Jim did but that is something to be worked out later."

Ann cried and hugged George. She said, "Thank you for listening. I'm better now I think. Can I make you some breakfast?"

George looked her in the eyes and said, "No Annie. I think I've freeloaded enough. Why don't we just go down to the café and I'll buy?" Ann smiled and shook her head yes.

They were sitting with their breakfast when Jim and Vicky came into the café. Jim's eyes narrowed when he saw the way George and Ann were looking at each other and the small caresses she would give his hand from time to time. He noticed they were sitting on the same side of the table too. Vicky walked toward their table and she stared. Ann had a small hicky on the side of her neck.




Eye Opening Trip Ch. 03



Vicky and Jim sat at the table with George and Ann. Ann blushed deeply when Vicky chirped, "Well, you two look all nice and relaxed this morning. Did you have a good night?"

Jim and George looked shocked then they both broke out laughing. Vicky blushed a little then laughed with them. Ann was staring daggers at the three then she allowed a small smile to break through. She said, "Yes, I seem to have got up this morning more relaxed than I have been since the divorce."

George and Ann had a standing date for the dances by now. Most of the time when you saw one of them in town you saw them both. It was no secret they were a couple and the gossips were wondering just where it was going. In a small town everyone knows all the important things about everyone else so it was no secret they spent most nights together at one place or the other.

On the Friday night before thanksgiving George drove over to Ann's house to pick her up for the dance. Ann noticed he seemed nervous for some reason and asked, "George you seem nervous for some reason. Is anything wrong?"

George had a light blush but responded noncommittally, "Naw, just thinking about the night I guess. I was wondering about thanksgiving too. I hope your family doesn't get upset at you having me to dinner with them."

Ann laughed and said, "Now honey we've been over that several times. You know Jim and Vicky won't mind and the boys and their wives know I am seeing you. I'm sure they want to meet you and this is a perfect time for that. Now quit worrying. You ready to go?"

George smiled and put his hand in the middle of her back to guide her out of the house ant to his truck. As soon as she was in Ann scooted into the center of the vehicle so she could sit next to George. She didn't care if that was the way young people did it. She wanted to be next to her man and damn anyone who thought it was strange for a woman of 53 to act that way.

George and Ann ate supper at the Senior Center that night because it was the big thanksgiving feast. They laughed and talked with all their friends as they caught up on the news from the last two weeks. The meal was special of course and cost a little more but was very enjoyable. They had even splurged on a better than normal band so there were more people dancing too.

Ann noticed George still seemed a little different during the dances. Finally during the last dance she once again asked him what was wrong. George finally stopped dancing with her and stepped back a half step. He looked her in the eyes and said, "Annie I've just been thinking about some things and wanted to talk to you about them. I guess I'm worrying about somthin' I really just oughtta come out and say. You ready to go home?"

Ann just nodded her head yes and they returned to their table for her purse and their jackets. George was still quiet on the drive home but Ann finally gave up and ignored it.

The Wednesday night before thanksgiving George went to Ann's house to help her with the early preparations. After they got the work done and had a small meal they were sitting on her couch sipping port and cuddling. George finally turned to Ann and said, "Ann you remember the night of the dance when I was acting so funny and you were upset I wouldn't tell you what was wrong?"

Ann tensed up and turned to look at George. "Yes honey I do. Are you ready to talk about it now?"

George said "Yeah I am. Ann I was upset because I wanted to ask you something and I couldn't come up with the right way to do it. I been worrying about it all weekend and finally just decided I had to jump right in."

George reached into his pocket and came out with a small box. He opened it and took Ann's hand. He said, "Ann I know we talked a lot about your and my past. I know you worry about how good a wife you would be but I think that's something I should worry about not you. I have decided not to worry about it. I think you would make a good wife and I want you to marry me. Annie will you marry me?"

Ann sat still. Her mouth dropped open in shock then she started crying. George was looking worried about the way she was acting. Finally Ann leaned toward him, wrapped her arms around him and gave him a big kiss. Her tongue delved deeply into his mouth. Her eyes were glistening when she leaned back from him. She took the ring from his hand. As she placed it on her left ring finger she said, "Yes George. I'll marry you if that's what you want."

Both of Jim and Ann's sons managed to get leave and be home for thanksgiving. There was some discussion of the logistics but finally Jim, Ann and Vicky had agreed that since Jim and Vicky's house was larger the boys and their families would stay with them. Ann was to prepare and serve the thanksgiving meal. Everyone was surprised when they arrived at Ann's home to find George there. It appeared he had been there for some time because there was a dry space under his truck where the rain from the night before had not fallen.

Ann looked especially happy and George looked sheepish as they welcomed the rest of the family into her house. Everyone noticed they were standing close together and twice they had seen them give each other a quick kiss.

Ann started talking as they were filing through the door. She said, "We're so happy you could all get home this year for thanksgiving. Give me your coats and I'll put them in the front bedroom while you all find a chair."

She had already taken Jim and Vicky's coat and was reaching for Jennifer's when Jennifer screamed and grabbed Ann's hand. She said "Oh my God. Look everyone. Ann's got a ring!"

The whole family gathered around Ann as she blushed and George started stammering. The coats were forgotten as everyone hugged Ann and the men shook George's hand. Of course the daughters had to hug George instead of shake his hand.

As the meal was served Jim stood. He looked at Ann, then George. He said, "Ann and you too George, I know this is your house but if I may I want to make a toast before we begin our meal."

Jim raised his wine glass and said, "To George, a very lucky man. He has corralled a fine woman. A kind, gentle caring woman who will make him a great wife. Also to Ann, A woman who has gone through hell and suffered much. Someone I have loved for years and still like a lot. May the rest of your years be filled with the happiness you deserve."

Ann sat quietly staring at Jim. Her silent tears streamed down her cheeks. Finally she stood from her place at the foot of the table and walked up to her ex husband. She hugged him and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek as she said, "Thank you Jim Thank you so much."

Naturally the table conversation centered around the wedding plans. Everyone wanted to know when the date would be. Ann looked at George and said, "We were thinking about the 21st of December. That is the Monday before Christmas and we could have another family time together then George and I can take a short trip after Christmas and over the New Year."

George and Ann beat Jim and Vicky to the coffee shop the Monday after thanksgiving. In fact Jim hadn't been down since before thanksgiving because the boys were staying with them. When he walked into the café one of the louder patrons shouted, "Hey Jim. Old George just set himself up for another ball and chain. Ann's agreed to marry him! Hey Jimbo. What do you think about the wedding?"

Jim stood long enough to take off his jacket then said, "Well, it's not any of my business but I think it's just fine. George is a good man and Ann deserves to be happy. If he makes her happy I'm all for it." He then turned away and sat at a table across the room from his questioner.

Later that morning just before he was getting ready to leave George came into the café. He sat at Jim's table and looked him in the eyes a short while. He then said, "Jim I want to thank you for what you said Thanksgiving Day. I've always known you were a good man but what you said to the family made me realize you may be a better man than I am. I'm not sure I could have wished my ex wife happiness like you did. I'm still not sure I want Sophie to be happy at all after what she did to me."

He reached out his hand and told Jim, "Jim I want to shake your hand."

While they were shaking George tightened his grip and said, "Jim Ann and I talked about the wedding this weekend and we want you to be our best man. Will you do that for me?"

Jim was shocked. He sat back in his chair and stared at George. Finally he said, "George I'm not sure I'm the best man for that job. I'm honored that you would want me to do that for you but what about some of your other friends. Considering Ann's and my history wouldn't one of them be better?"

George said, "Maybe so but I respect you and know you're a good man. You're my choice if you'll do it. We're not going to have a great big ceremony. We're going to rent the VFW hall and get married there with just a few family members then have a small reception. We'd be honored if you would do it for us."

Jim thought a while longer then sighed. "OK," he said. "If you're sure that's what you want I'll do it."

The day of the wedding was bright and warm. The town was so excited and the gossipers were going lickety split. They just couldn't believe Jim was actually going to participate in Ann's wedding and not make a scene. The wedding went off without a hitch and the small reception was going fine when there was a commotion outside.

The large double doors were thrown open and the whole town descended on the affair. Everyone was carrying something to eat or drink. The mayor grabbed the microphone and said, "We know you all wanted a small quiet wedding and that was OK with us because it was your wedding but there is no way we're going to let you get by without letting all of us congratulate you and party with you while we wet down your new marriage. We brought a lot more food and drinks so you just settle down and let us get with it."

Ann and George stood in shock as the rest of their acquaintances filed by shaking George's hand, kissing Ann and leaving them with some gifts and a lot of congratulations. Finally the evening ended and everyone made his or her way home. Just before George and Ann left Vicky walked up to Ann. She said, "Ann about 18 months ago you walked up to me after my reception and told me to take good care of Jim and we wouldn't have any trouble. I've been doing my best to take good care of Jim and I want to tell you the same thing. You have a good man there and you need to take good care of him too. Congratulations."

The months rolled by and it became common to see Jim and Vicky, George and Ann at the same table in the café. It was commonly known that they visited back and forth. The town decided it was a good thing they had become so close and it was almost forgotten that Jim and Ann had once been married to each other. The four seemed to fit so much better together as they were now.

Life for the two couples settled into a happy pattern. They visited with each other and their friends in town. They shared the children and grandchildren. Jim and Ann's prior problems faded into ancient history and they began building a friendship and respect for each other again. As another writer would say, life goes on.



Eye Opening Trip Ch. 04



ANN AND JIM REDUX

Jim was sitting on his patio enjoying his morning coffee at home for a change. He thought how much he loved watching the newly risen sun streaming through the trees and making the dew glisten. He knew he needed to start working but this was his favorite time of the morning. He could listen to the stream that bordered his yard chuckle it's way past the yard on its way to the swimming hole. He smiled when he remembered how much fun he had as a child swimming in the hole with his friends. His cock twitched when he remembered how much fun he and Vicky had now in that same hole.

Just the night before, at dusk, he had coerced Vicky into walking all the way down to the swimming hole with him nude, then skinny-dipping. They had spread the towels on the soft grass and made love until the moon rose. His knees were still sore from the hard ground under the grass but it had been worth it. Even the sock on the arm Vicky had given him this morning because her tailbone hurt from him pounding it into the ground didn't faze him. He knew Vicky wasn't really upset at him and he could see the love glisten in her eyes when she told him about the small bruise. Of course the deep sensuous kiss she gave him right after socking him didn't hurt either.

He was almost sorry Vicky had convinced him to expand the small resort and fishing camp they had purchased two years before. He really hadn't wanted the camp but the man that owned it and the farm it was on that was situated next to their place wanted to sell. He had loved that farm for years and wanted it. It had been part of the family farm originally and when his Great Grandfather died it had been divided between two boys. Now he had all the land once again in the family name.

Vicky loved people and did most of the work at the resort for the family business. In fact that is why she wasn't with him this morning. They had guests and she provided all the meals. She had to go to town for some supplies before going over to the resort to cook the meal. They had a handy man and maid hired for the rest of the work but she and Jim still managed the place, took the reservations and fed the guests.

Jim sighed and decided he had loafed long enough. He needed to get up and check on things at the resort then get busy going over some paperwork from the larger part of the family business. He had long ago given up management of the many operations they had but he was still Chairman of the Board of Directors for the family owned corporation. His two sons had retired from the military and were doing all the management now and some of the grand children were involved in lower level jobs, learning the ropes as it were. Jim still watched over things and gave advice from time to time however.

Jim was walking from his truck toward the resort office when he saw Marilee, the maid and waitress running toward him in tears. She threw herself into his arms and said, "Oh, Jim. We've been trying to get you for about ten minutes. Don't you have your cell phone on? There's been an accident. Vicky and George had a head on collision and they are both on the way to the hospital. You need to hurry. I think it's bad."

Jim felt his heart lurch and his stomach clench. He grabbed his pocket and pulled his cell from it. Sure enough, he hadn't turned it on. As soon as it was on he got notice of several messages. He was getting ready to listen to the messages when the phone rang. It was the hospital.

The man on the line said, "This is Doctor Samuels at County General Hospital. Is this James Fielding?"

"Yes it is. Doctor, is this about my wife? I've just been told she was in an accident and on the way to the hospital."

The Doctor said, "Yes I'm afraid it is. Sir we need to do some surgery right now. Your wife is in serious condition. Is it OK for us to treat her? How soon can you get here?"

I said, "Yes, do anything you have to do to get her well. As for getting there, I am about a 30-minute drive away. I'll be there as soon as I can." 

Jim turned to Marilee and said, "Marilee. I have to go to the hospital right now. Vicky is really bad. They're taking her to the operating room. She has several broken bones and internal injuries. Would you please get someone to bring you more food for the guests and take care of things here? Explain to the guests what the problem is and call the family for me please."

Marilee said, "Of course Jim. Don't worry about anything and keep us informed please." She was still talking as Jim ran toward his truck and that was all he heard.

Jim ran into the hospital emergency room entrance and slammed up against the counter. The nurse looked up in shock when she saw and heard him. He saw he knew her and said, "Becky they have Vicky in here. Where is she?"

Even though it was unprofessional, Becky felt herself tearing up when she looked at Jim. She said, "Jim she is in the operating room. Go to the elevator behind you, second floor, turn right. I'll let them know you are on the way. There are a lot of papers you have to sign and fill out. Jim I'm so sorry. Now go."

The doors were barely open when Jim slid between them on the second floor. As he rushed down the corridor he could hear crying coming from the waiting room. He entered the room and saw Ann seated, bent forward hugging her knees as she cried. A preacher was comforting her. Before he could approach Ann a Nurse came into the room and asked, "Mr. Fielding?"

Jim nodded his head yes then she said, "Please come with me. I have some forms we need to fill out and we need to talk about your wife."

After he finished with the admitting paperwork Jim returned to the waiting room. Ann was still there, her eyes red with tears. She seemed so small and alone. Paul, one of their sons was with her now. There was two of the early morning coffee crowd from home there also. Jim nodded to them and turned to Ann and Paul.

Paul said something low to his mother then stood and said, "Edward and the other's are coming as soon as they can. We've called all the family. How is Vicky Dad?"

Jim just stood and stared at Paul and Ann. He said, "Not good. She's alive now but they aren't sure they can do anything for her. She is really hurt badly."

When he said that Jim heard Ann moan and begin crying again. He sat on one side of her and Paul on the other. Ann turned to Jim and said, "Jim, I'm so sorry. They said George had a heart attack. He was dead before his truck hit Vicky. There was nothing he could do. Oh, Jim."

Jim felt himself tearing up again and he reached out to pull Ann to him. He kissed her forehead and held her as she cried and shook. He didn't know how long he just held her but when he was once again aware of things all his children and their spouses were there. All at once he remembered Vicky's two boys in Colorado. He struggled out of Ann's grasp and reached for his phone.

Edward asked, "What's the matter Dad?"

Jim said, "Vicky's boys. Did anyone think to call them?" Everyone looked so guilty and they all shook their heads no. Jim finished pulling his phone from his pocket and made the calls. It was still early in Colorado but neither of the boys was home. He finally got Dirk at work and he agreed to call his brother. They would be in town as soon as they could get there.

After two more hours the doctor finally came into the room. "Mr. Fielding?" he asked. Jim said, "Yes." And stood.

The doctor continued, "We've done all we can right now. Mrs. Fielding has lost a lot of blood. She is still bleeding where we worked on her liver. We repaired the damage to her intestines and lung but...well, there's no easy way to say this. There's not a lot of hope. She's a strong woman or she wouldn't have made it this far. All we can do is wait and see."

"Can I see her Doctor?" Jim asked.

"Yes. She's in ICU and you can see her for 5 minutes at a time, no more than two guests at once."

It tore at his heart when Jim walked into the room with Ann at his side. He had no idea how she became the second of the two allowed into Vicky's room but she was there. Vicky was so pale and was covered in bandages. She was still out but he held her hand and bent to kiss her forehead. Jim whispered to her, "I'm here honey. Please get better."

They heard Vicky sigh when Jim talked to her. She seemed to relax. Jim and Ann sat in the two chairs beside the bed until a nurse came to tell them to leave. For the next three days Jim never left the hospital. Vicky's sons and their families arrived late the evening of the accident. They were placed on the roster of visitors. Sometimes one of them accompanied Jim into her room, sometimes it was Ann. She seemed to be at the hospital almost all the time too. She was involved in making plans for George's funeral but she still found time for Jim and Vicky.

Mid afternoon of the third day Jim and Ann were with Vicky when she opened her eyes. She focused on Jim, then turned her head toward Ann and whispered, "I'm sorry Annie. He was a good man. Please...it looks like you have to take care of Jim for me again. Don't let me down." After she said that her mouth fell slack and she relaxed. The machines began to wail and nurses and doctors piled into the room. They rushed Jim and Ann out while they tried to bring Vicky back. 

Ann screamed, "NO. He's yours now. You have to get better and do it" when Vicky told her to take care of Jim again. She was crying uncontrollably when they were rushed from the ICU room. 

One of Vicky's sons came up to them and asked, "Why did you scream No so loudly?"

Ann looked at him and shook her head before she said; "She...the look she gave me...I...Your Mother wanted me to take care of Jim again for her. I just..." Ann broke down into uncontrollable tears again and Jim led her to a couch. He held her in his arms as she cried.

About ten minutes later a doctor came back into the waiting room. He walked up to Jim and said, "Mr. Fielding I'm sorry. She's gone."

Jim collapsed onto a chair and began crying. Ann still sat beside him and she turned and wrapped her arms around him. She pulled his head to her breast and held him. She said, "Shhhh. Let it out Jim Honey. We're here for you." All his family gathered around hugging Jim and each other. Vicky's sons weren't left out either.

The day after Vicky's death the town turned out to bury George. All Jim's family and even Vicky's Sons and their families attended the services. After the graveside service the closest friends gathered at George and Ann's home for a quiet meal and comfort. 

Late that night Jim and Vicky's Sons returned to his home. They had two more days to grieve before they laid Vick to rest. The boys had agreed it was best to bury her in Steelville with her parents and friends rather than take her back to Colorado to be beside her long deceased first husband.

The day of Vicky's funeral dawned to a dreary cloudy misty day. The weather fully reflected the emotions of Jim and Vicky's family. The small funeral parlor was packed to overflowing as all the town and their friends and relatives gathered to pay their last respects to Victoria Fielding. 

Somehow, Ann found herself seated with the family. She tried to protest she didn't belong but one of Vicky's sons firmly told her to shut up and sit down. He said, "You belong here more than you do with the friends. Mother told us a lot about you and she felt like you were almost her sister. Your sons were her stepsons. You belong."

Ann found herself once again crying so loudly she drowned out part of the sermon. She had the grace to wonder if she was crying so loudly because her friend Vicky was dead or because of what Dirk had just said to her.

Once again just two days after a similar service the small town paid its last respects to one of it's own and buried her in the small cemetery. Once again in a two-day period a large group of close friends and family gathered in a home to offer solace to the bereaved spouse. Once again, after the well-wishers had departed the lonely spouse was left to morn almost alone. Jim had the comfort of Vicky's and his children for two more days then they all had to return to their homes and lives. At least Jim thought, his son's were only a few miles away but he was still now alone in his house again.

Time wore on. Perhaps Jim drank a little more than he had in the past but he wasn't completely hiding his sorrow in a bottle. He slowly began to take interest in the business again but he didn't get out much any more. He almost never went to the café for coffee any longer. 

Three months after the funeral Jim was sitting on his patio on a Friday evening. He had his bottle of Glenlivet and ice. He was staring at the setting sun trying to decide what to do with himself. Even though they had been semi retired he and Vicky had done something special nearly every Friday evening and Saturday. These were the worse days for him now because of that.

Jim was well on his way to inebriation, having finished his fourth drink when he heard someone calling his name. He decided he was mistaken when he didn't hear it again, then he heard small footsteps clacking across his kitchen floor. As the screen door opened he heard his name called again. "Jim are you out here?" the voice asked.

He hadn't turned a light on and it was now almost full dark so he was hard to see. He said nothing, then he heard steps coming across the patio and a chair was pulled up beside him. A small figure settled into the chair and a warm hand was placed on his thigh. He whispered, "Vicky?"

Jim heard a feminine cry, and then realized it was Ann. She said, "Oh, Jim. You know it's not. I'm so sorry. Vicky asked me to watch over you and take care of you and I haven't. I just don't know what to do for you but I do know you are spending way too much time grieving here alone. Your friends tell me you never go to town any longer and the boys say the only time they see you is if they can get away to come here. Jim you need to get a grip on yourself.

Ann got up and grabbed Jim's hands. She pulled him toward her as she tried to get him from the chair. "Now come on. Get up from there and let me get some coffee into you. You know booze isn't the answer."

Jim let Ann lead him into his house. He flinched when she turned the lights on in the kitchen and it hurt his eyes. Ann led him on into the den and sat him in his chair. She then returned to the kitchen and made him a sandwich and some coffee.

Ann brought the small meal into the den and turned the light on. She saw Jim sitting there silently crying. She walked up to him and placed the sandwich and coffee on the table beside him. Ann said, "Now drink your coffee and eat your sandwich Jim. Then we need to talk."

Jim slowly ate and drank then looked at Ann like a lost puppy. He whispered, "Why Annie? Why are you here?"

Ann sighed and said, "Because. Because you need to live again. Because I promised Vicky I would watch out for you and take care of you." She lowered her voice and continued with tears welling up in her eyes, "Because I care about you."

Jim just sat and stared at Ann for a short time then got up from his chair. He walked to her and kissed her on the forehead. He said, "Thanks. I guess I better sleep this one off now. I'm sorry."

Ann watched Jim stagger toward his bedroom and started to follow. She stopped and shook her head. Ann made sure the doors were locked and the coffee pot set to make morning coffee then turned off the lights and left.

Ann began calling Jim almost daily checking on him. He seemed to be better. He was going to town more and the boys said he was taking more interest in the business again. Everyone knew Vicky's death had taken the heart out of Jim though. He just wasn't the same. 

The day before the one-year anniversary of Vicky's death Ann was in the café for supper. No one had seen Jim for the last three days. Ann was shocked. He had seemed so much better. He was talking more and laughing some at the jokes everyone made. She had been lax in her checking up on him and now she was worried. Ann finished her meal and rushed to her car. She headed straight to Jim's home.

When she got there Ann was worried. Once again she found no lights on and Jim's truck in the garage. Once again the doors were unlocked. She walked through the house and was horrified at the mess in the kitchen. There were several meals worth of plates piled in the sink and there was an empty Glenlivet bottle sitting on the counter beside the sink. Ann opened the kitchen door and found what she expected. Jim was in his favorite chair on the patio. He had been drinking and watching the sun set again. 

Jim turned to Ann when she sat beside him. He said, "Evening Annie. You come to drink with me? You come to help me on the one year anniversary?" 

Jim handed her a half full bottle of Glenlivet and said, "Here Honey. Let's have some for good ole George and Vicky."

Ann said, "No Jim. You've had enough and this isn't the way to be, the way to remember."

Jim pushed the bottle toward her again and said, "Oh come on. You know this is good stuff. Nothing's too good to help George and Vicky on their way. Come on. Have a drink or two with me."

Ann sighed and took the bottle. She had intended to only pretend to take a swallow but when she raised the bottle to her lips she automatically took a deep swig. The scotch burned all the way down but she sighed and said, "Ahhh. I had forgotten how good the Glenlivet is."

Jim took the bottle back and had another swig then handed it back to Ann. They continued for three or four more turns then Ann realized what she was doing and said to Jim, "Now stop that. You're not getting me drunk too. When was the last time you ate anything? And you need to stop too."

Jim looked confused and said, "Ate? I don't know. Don't need to eat. Got the scotch." His head dropped then he jerked it back up and looked at Ann again.

Ann sighed and said, "OK but that's enough for you. It's after ten. Come on lets get you into the house and into bed."

When she said that Jim jerked his head up and looked at her. He said, "You're not Doris. You're a widow woman too though. Are you like her? You want to get me into bed also?"

At first Ann was angry. She could feel the flush darken her cheeks then she forced herself to relax. She knew this wasn't like Jim. She had to remember he was drunk and take care of him. She helped him into his bedroom. It was a mess. The bed hadn't been made in several days from the look of it. Ann sat Jim on the chair and sighed. She straightened the bed the best she could and then helped Jim out of his shoes and outer clothes. She remembered he always slept in the nude but she didn't feel like she had the right to completely undress him any longer.

When she helped him to the bed and was trying to help him lay down gently Jim fell backwards. He automatically grabbed Ann and pulled her with him. She untangled herself from his grasp and managed to get him into bed properly. When she bent to cover him up Jim once more grabbed her and pulled her into bed with him. He snuggled up to her and she felt his chest heave as he hugged her back to his front. He held her so tightly she couldn't get up so she just relaxed. Jim sighed and gently drifted off to sleep.

Ann woke the next morning still entangled in Jim's arms. She was gently trying to extract herself when she felt him tense up then heard him say, "Oh Shit."

Jim sat up and looked at Ann. He turned and walked into the bathroom without saying anything. Ann heard him relieving himself then the toilet flushed.

When Jim came back he said, "Ann what are you doing here?"

Ann looked at him then said, "Just a minute. I need the bathroom too then we need to talk. I'll explain it then."

Ann came back after taking care of her business to find Jim fully dressed and waiting. She looked at him a minute and said, 'OK, lets move this to the kitchen. We can talk over coffee. I think we both need it pretty badly."




Eye Opening Trip Ch. 04



Ann put on the coffee then turned to Jim. She asked, "How much do you remember last night?"

Jim looked embarrassed and said, "I guess not too much. I thought I heard Vicky but I knew it wasn't so I decided I was dreaming. I know I had been feeling down the last day or two and I had a drink or two last night because I was remembering it was one year since she died. What I want to know is what you're doing here and why you were in bed with me?"

Ann looked at Jim and filled two cups with coffee. She said, "Let's take this to the patio." While they walked outside she continued with her explanation. "I was at the café last night for supper. I was feeling down because it was a year since George and Vicky died and I didn't feel like being alone. I was eating my supper when Jerry asked me if I had seen or talked to you recently. He said no one had seen you for three or four days. We were worried about you. As soon as I finished my meal I came out here to check on you since you didn't answer your phone."

"When I got here I found the house a mess and you on the patio drunk. You convinced me to have a few in memory of George and Vicky. You almost convinced me to get drunk with you but I finally realized what we were doing and made you stop. I took you to your room and tried to get you in bed. When I got you there you grabbed me and pulled me down with you. You were holding me too tightly for me to get up. I guess we both dropped off to sleep about the same time because I woke up in the same position I remember you pulling me into. I was trying to get up when you woke up." 

Ann looked at Jim and said, "Jim. You know this has to stop. You have to take care of yourself. You're 61 years old and you need to watch your health. That means eating correctly, exercising and cutting down on the drinking. I don't want to lose you too." She stopped in shock when she realized what she had said and jumped to her feet. From the look on his face Jim was shocked too.

Jim jumped from his chair and followed Ann back into the house. She was heading for the front door when he caught her. He turned her and looked into her eyes. They were brimming with unshed tears. Jim held Ann and stared into her eyes for the longest time then he leaned forward and gave her a gentle kiss.

Ann's eyes got big and she tried to pull away. Jim held her and gently but firmly pulled her tightly against him and gave her another gentle kiss-a kiss that lingered longer and longer. Ann felt herself sag against Jim and she began to kiss him back. Finally Jim pulled back ending the kiss. He said, "I don't want to lose you either Annie. Now, how about we go to the café for breakfast-my treat."

Ann was breathing heavily and she felt her nipples hardened to points, her crotch felt wetter than it had been in a long time. She took a deep breath and looked into Jim's eyes. She smiled and said, "OK."

No one at the café seemed surprised to see Jim and Ann together. They were greeted like the long time friends they were and all went about their business while Jim and Ann ordered and ate breakfast. No one seemed to notice the slight tension between the two. The tension was there though. They were each trying to wrestle with their thoughts about what had happened the night before and what they each wanted.

After a leisurely breakfast and several cups of coffee Jim decided they needed to go. Ann agreed and followed him back to his truck. When they got back to Jim's house Ann turned to him and said, "Jim I have to go. I...I'll check on you again in a day or two. Now you remember to eat right and stay away from the alcohol."

Jim stood and watched Ann's car until she was out of sight. He sighed and shook his head. He wondered what in the world he was thinking doing what he had just done that morning. He didn't know but he did know he felt better than he had in months. Jim went back into his house and into his office. He actually got a lot of work done that day and felt like he was getting back into the swing of things.

Over the next several weeks Jim and Ann began seeing each other more and twice they went to the local Senior Center for the dance. Jim began calling Ann just to talk. Finally one Wednesday when he was talking to Ann Jim asked her if she would go to supper with him that Saturday evening. When she said yes he said, "Great. I want to go somewhere nice so wear a good dress or slacks."

Ann was unsure what to think of that but she decided to wear the quintessential little black dress and her CFM's. When Jim showed up in a nicer suit she was glad she had done so. They drove a little over an hour to the next larger town where Jim took her to a new French restaurant he had heard of. The food was excellent and the wine superb. Neither one of them were feeling any pain when they got back to Jim's house.

As Jim helped Ann into his home he insisted on a nightcap. Ann agreed and smiled when she saw Jim return with a bottle of good Port. They had several drinks and agreed Jim was just too drunk to drive Ann back home. Since Jim hadn't found the courage to clean out Vicky's clothes and other personal items Ann was able to dress for bed using one of her gowns-a piece of clothing that hadn't gotten much use because Jim and Vicky slept nude just as he and Ann used to do.

Once again when Ann was trying to get Jim into bed he grabbed her and pulled her into bed with him. This time she didn't fight it too much. Maybe that was because she was a little high, maybe because she really wanted to be there. In any event when Jim pulled her down onto the bed with him she allowed him to do so with no argument

Jim pulled her to him and she realized he had lost his underwear and was naked. His hand naturally cupped her breast as he nestled his front into her backside. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass. They lay like that for some time and Jim kept working against the fabric of Vicky's gown. Finally with a snarl Ann threw the covers back, sat up and pulled the gown over her head. She dropped it beside the bed and lay back down nestling against Jim once more.

Ann felt Jim thrust and press against her sliding his cock between her thighs. He moaned a little, sighed and cupped her breast again. They drifted off to sleep once more like they had so many times in the distant past.

The next morning before full daylight Ann felt Jim rolling her nipple between his thumb and finger while his raging hard on gently thrust against her. She was so wet she could feel it on her thighs. She moaned and lifted her left leg slightly. She reached down and gently guided Jim into her sopping cunt.

When Jim felt his cock slip into Ann he stopped, set himself and slammed the rest of his length into her. He was lodged as deeply in her as he had ever been. They both held that insertion a short time then began that well remembered thrusting and working against each other that they had used for so many of their married years. Neither was in the mood to prolong this coupling and they rose to their orgasms rapidly. 

Ann was screaming out her release as Jim shouted out "UNHHHH." They had been so preoccupied they had not heard the front door open or Paul call out. The first time they knew anyone was around was when Paul walked up to the open bedroom door and said, "Hey Dad are you in here? Do you know where Mom is? Jen and I went to take her to breakfast and she is gone. Her car is in the"

He stopped in shock as his brain took in what he was seeing in his Father's bed. He started to stammer an apology as Jennifer came up to the door. She immediately blushed and said, "Oh my GOD. We're sorry." She grabbed Paul's arm and pulled him down the hall. 

Paul and Jennifer were almost out the front door before Jim caught them. He looked sheepish but said, "Uhhh your Mother and I went to Centerton and had supper at that new French restaurant last night then we decided I was too drunk to take her back home. I guess we got a little carried away this morning. Since you're here why don't you just stay for breakfast?"

Jennifer said, 'Oh, no. We don't want to intrude. I'm sorry we interrupted you. We'll just go on and eat at the café.

Ann came into the room wearing one of Vicky's robes. She blushed as she looked at Paul and Jennifer but she said, "No. I heard you say you were looking for me to have breakfast with you so that's what we're going to do. Now you all sit down while I get the coffee started.

While Ann worked in the kitchen with the coffee pot the other three wandered out onto the patio. After they were seated Ann came out and joined them. Paul sat and looked back and forth between his parents then asked, "OK you two. How long has this been going on?"

Jim and Ann looked at each other. Jim started to say something and Ann beat him to the punch. She said, "Well, I have been checking on your father ever since Vicky passed away. Over the last few months we have been having coffee together and occasionally going to the dance or supper here in town. As for the other, last night was the first time. I...I don't really know how..."

Ann stood and started for the kitchen. She said, "I'll bring the coffee. You all just stay there." When she got back she sat the coffee on the small patio table and started back to her chair. When she walked past Jim he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her onto his lap. Ann struggled for a moment but stopped when he reached up and gently turned her head to give her a light kiss. She blushed when she saw the two younger people watching, and then rose to return to her chair.

Paul and Jennifer left after they had breakfast. While Ann was standing watching them drive off she felt Jim walk up behind her and gently pull her to him. She moaned when she felt his hands slide over her stomach and up until they cupped her breasts. She once again felt herself moisten as his attention caused her pussy to flow and nipples to harden.

Ann smiled when Jim whispered, "Why don't we take this back into the bedroom?"

They were lying resting in the afterglow of another strong orgasm when the phone rang. Jim was going to ignore it but Ann insisted he answer it. Almost before he got the hello out he heard Edward saying, "What's this I hear about you and Mother? What are you going to do?"

Jim laughed and said, "I don't know. Here why don't you ask her yourself?" He was laughing as he handed the phone to Ann and left headed for the bathroom.

Ann stammered out, "Hello?"

Edward was shocked when his mother came onto the line. He said, "MOM? What are you doing there? Where are you? NO, is what Paul told me true? Are you and Dad..."

Ann was over her shock now and giggled. She said, "If you really want to know where I am, I'm in your Father's bed. Is that where Paul told you I was? As for where your father and I are headed, I don't know. All I know is we are both enjoying each other again and I...I just don't know. I know I love him so much still but I don't know if he can ever get over what I did to him. I am just happy for what I have." She giggled when she heard Eddie gasp.

Jim walked back into the room and she looked up at him. She raised her eyebrows to him and said, "Can you all come over here tonight for a BBQ if I can talk your father into it?"

Jim was shaking his head yes as she spoke so Ann said, "He says OK. Why don't you get Paul and all the kids you can round up and get on over here? We need a real family gathering and this feels like the day for it. OK? Good, bye for now." 

Ann got out of bed and began taking care of her morning business again. She started to dress in more of Vicky's clothes when she stopped and turned on the shower. She hadn't much more than gotten into it when she felt the curtain open and Jim joined her. They had a very long shower and when she got out to dress all Jim would let her wear was a sundress with no underwear. 

When she had that on they wandered around the yard, then Jim led her toward the swimming hole. They sat and talked while they watched the water flow by. Jim suddenly stood and pulled Ann to her feet. She felt him grab the side of her dress and begin lifting it off. She resisted at first but finally relaxed and raised her arms so Jim could get the garment off her. Before she could do more than giggle Jim also had his clothes off and was pushing her toward the water.

They splashed and played like teenagers then came together in a steamy kiss. Ann could feel Jim's manhood pressing against her stomach as he lifted her and pulled her to him. She gasped when she felt the head of his cock slip between her legs and nudge against her pussy lips. Ann moaned and spread her legs, locking them around Jim's waist. She hung on as he walked to shore and laid her back on their piled clothes. They were just getting into the rhythm when they heard Paul shout, "Hey anyone home. Where are you?"

Ann giggled and said, "Oh no, not again." She strained against Jim and felt him go over the edge, once again filling her with his seed. That was enough for her to hit her peak and she screamed out her ecstasy. They looked into each other's eyes and exchanged a gentle kiss then rapidly dressed. That, of course didn't take long since all Ann wore was the sundress and all Jim wore was a pair of shorts.

Even so, they just barely got covered when Paul and Jennifer walked into the clearing around the swimming hole. They looked at their parents and Jennifer giggled. "Oh no, we didn't do it again did we?"

Ann and Jim just looked at each other and smiled. He said, "Do what? Ann and I were just down her looking at the swimming hole and reliving some old times."

Paul laughed and said, "Right. Well, we better get back to the house before those hellions of ours tear it down."

Ann smiled up at Jim and as they started to follow Paul and Jennifer she wrapped her arm around his waist. She smiled and leaned against him when she felt his arm go around her waist also. At least for now, all was right in her world once more.

As the sun was setting that day the whole family was sitting on the patio enjoying the weather and the full feeling they had after the wonderful meal. The children and grand children were smiling as they watched Jim and Ann together. They never passed one another without touching. Several times they would kiss gently.

Finally Jim sighed and stood. He said, "Be right back." No one thought much of it, especially when they saw the light go on in his bedroom, then his bathroom. After several minutes Jim returned to the patio.

Jim stood and looked around the group of his offspring and their children. Then he looked at Ann. Ann frowned when he walked up to her and stopped. He said, "I never thought this day would come again but it feels so right to have all of us here together as a family again. I loved Vicky a lot and I know you all did too. I am so sorry to say though that I never felt quite this way when we all had a gathering when she was here."

Jim turned to Ann and said, "Ann when this weekend started I had no idea it would end this way. I just wanted to go out with you for a special supper and a nice night on the town like we used to do. I enjoyed our time together and I think I got a little carried away last night." He stopped while Paul and the other adults chuckled.

When the laughter died down Jim once more looked at Ann then held his hand out. As he was reaching for her he said, "I have been holding onto these for a long time now Ann. I almost gave them to one of the boys several times but now I am glad I didn't. Ann, I want you to wear them again. Would you do that for me?"

Ann looked up at Jim and gasped when she saw what he was holding out to her. It was her wedding set! Her hand trembled as she reached out for the rings. She whimpered and cleared her throat then asked, "Jim do you mean...are you asking me to..." Her eyes widened when she saw Jim nod his head yes.

Ann grabbed the rings and slipped them onto her left ring finger as she said, "Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes. I've dreamed and prayed this day would come to me again. I promise you in front of all our family that I will be the best wife I can to you. Oh, Jim I promise you'll never be sorry you gave me this second chance."

Never had there been such uproar on that patio as there was then. All the children and grand children ran to Ann and Jim hugging and kissing them in celebration. The party ran late into the night. It was decided they would all go to the courthouse the next day and see if they could get them married.

The next Monday all went to the courthouse for the wedding but were disappointed to find there was a three-day waiting period before the ceremony could be performed. They all made plans to come back Thursday at 9 a.m. to see the judge marry Jim and Ann.

Friday morning Jim and Ann went into the café for breakfast. They were sitting talking when they saw one of the men reading the paper. They saw him jump and heard him say, "Well I'll be damned." He pushed the paper to his neighbor and pointed to an article. 

The man beside him looked at it and grinned. He stood up and said, "Hey everybody. Joe and I just read the most interesting thing in today's paper. We're sitting drinking coffee with a couple of newly weds." He was pointing to Jim and Ann as he spoke. 

Darlene ran up to the table and grabbed Ann's hand. She looked at the rings and raised Ann's hand for all to see. The next few minutes were filled with well wishers shaking hands and congratulating them. It was almost noon before they got home.

When they walked into the house Jim turned to Ann and said, "Well Mrs. Fielding. I'm feeling sort of tired. Why don't we adjourn to the boudoir for a little afternoon delight and a nap?" Ann giggled as she grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the bedroom.

When Jim woke up he turned to watch Ann sleeping still beside him. He smiled as he gently caressed her face. He felt more at peace than he had since Vicky had died. He was sure he had done the right thing and was once more happy with his life even though he still had a deep feeling of sorrow that Vicky was gone.

Life goes on and Jim felt he and Ann were once again on track.