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Mixed Emotions

By: BebeEversJ



This was the first spring day that was both warm and not raining. Just the kind of day I had been waiting for. I live on Flat Avenue which is just a block from the town Cemetery. 

I wanted to put flowers on four graves my mother, father, husband and my brother. The family plot is near the center of the cemetery and just off to the circle. So I can park on the road and not have to walk too far on the grass. It's rained every day this month and the ground is wet. I turned my ankle a week ago and am on crutches. So that is way I waited for a dry day. 

I drove to the Garden center and had that very nice boy Denny Waters fill my trunk with flowers in pots. Denny never misses a chance to say "Good morning Mrs. Schwartz." Some how when he says my name it comes out like music. Call me old fashion but I like the sound of it. 

However the owner a class mate of mine from thirty years ago simply calls out "Hi Anna Bell" Bill Turner is a rough old guy that has never grown up. He's a farm boy and always will be. A very successful one at that but Bill is just plain Bill.

An hour later I was on the ground going from head stone to head stone setting out the pots. My crutches were laying a few yards away as I came to the last head stone. My parents had a rather large double stone and that is where I was when I heard voices. It sounded only a few yards away but from my ground level position I could not see who was talking. 

The man's voice sounded familiar but I could not get a clear read on it because of the echoes through the larger head stones. 

However I did get the feeling all was not well in River City as they say. The male voice was not loud but impressively guarded. Strained to the point of being sinister. 

The female said "Not here. Not here in the open. Why do you want it now? Can't you wait until we get back? I'll do as you want but not here."

The man said "I want it now. Do you understand now?!" 

All was quiet for a few seconds and then I heard the man say "Open you fucking mouth before I smack the shit out of you."

The female said in what sounded like a woman weeping "Oh, alright I'll suck you. But God I don't know why you can not wait."

The man said "Suck me off you bitch. You're a rotten cock sucker but you'll have to do for today. Now suck."

I leaned my back to my Parents stone sitting silent and speechless. I was so dumbfounded at what I had heard. I was appalled at such language. I was so shocked at the fact people would come to the cemetery to do such a thing in public. I wanted to move but I was scared and did not want to get caught I had not idea what the man might do to me if I were discovered. 

In a few minutes I heard the man grunt and the a few inaudible words passed between them and I got the impression they were moving off. 

It took me a few minutes to get to my crutches and on my feet. Hobbling to my car I was set on getting to the police station and telling Jerry Buzzer what I had heard. However as I sat in the car I thought what would I say. I could not use the dirty words of the couple and I really would feel uncomfortable even implying to another classmate of mine what I had over heard. 

Even the implications of what was said would embarrass me to the bone. True I had been married and had not lived these sixty one years with out hearing some language like this but I had never used such words and could not now. So I was bound to put the incident out of my mind and move on. 

I was nearly home when I remember I had not picked up the flat trays the pots had come it. That would never do to leave those laying around in the cemetery. I called the Garden center and asked to speak to Denny Waters. I told him what I wanted and agreed to pick him up when he got off work. I was going to pick him up take him to the cemetery where he would clean up my mess and I would pay him and return him to his home afterwards. 

The Garden center stayed open until eight o'clock but Denny got off at five o'clock. I arrived a few minutes early as I wanted to pick up a few plants for my flower bed at home. I saw Bill and asked where Denny was. I was told there was a small storage shed the kids used to clean up in out back.

Hobbling around the back I saw the shed. The door was open and when I got close I heard Denny speaking on a cell phone. "Yeah, No. I'll see you later. Mrs. Schwartz wants me to help her. You know her. Yeah, the one with the big tits and nice ass." Pause. "You bit I would. I'd fuck that old broad it a New York second." Pause. "Think she would. She has a nice mouth. Sure I'd love to fuck her in the mouth too. I bet she can suck a mean dick. Got to go see you later."

I almost ran on my crutches away from the shed. I was headed for my car. I had set the few flowers I had picked out on a table and was going to just leave. 

I reached for the car door and right next to me stood Denny Waters. "Hi Mrs. Schwartz. I'm all ready to go."

I was so shocked I stood there looking blankly at this boy. Denny was nineteen or twenty but to me he was a child. But evidently not to who ever he was talking to on the cell phone. 

I was caught and could not do any thing about it. I smiled stupidly and said "Oh, Hi Denny. This will not take long. I just forgot to pick up the trash in the cemetery and needed someone to do it for me. As you can see I'm not getting around too well these days." 

He is such a polite boy he opened the car door for me waited for me to get in and then closed it softly. He got in and I was so embarrassed I said nothing as we drove away. 

My eyes were fixed straight ahead yet I could see he was grabbing himself and adjusting his privates. I had to think his jeans were too tight. But as hard as I tried to keep my eyes on the road I let my eyes glance to his crotch. Even his tight jeans could not hide what I assumed to be a well formed male member. 

I was being a silly old woman. My husband had died six years earlier and because of his illness we had not shared the same bed for three years before that. So here I was sixty one years old and had not had a man touch me in nine years. I had not thought of that and now I could see how it must look to a young man. When I was fifty two I was very active as a willing partner in the bedroom. My husband had been a wonderful lover and even though we did not have children we still enjoyed a well rounded sex life. We often joked that this was much more fun that having to worry about making babies. 

The words of this young man were creeping around in my head and I was feeling a strange warmness because of it. I had been highly upset when I heard the conversation in the cemetery but not so much this time even though I was the subject of the dirty words and the object of this boy's desires. 

How on earth could this be? Was every one these days talking dirty? Was I so far out of touch with reality that I had lost any feeling for sex. I knew all too well there was a great difference between love, love making and sex of the sake of pure lust. I was sure Denny was full of lust. He was young with less than standard morals so what else could one expect. 

But why would a young handsome man think about an older woman like me. What had he said "The one with the big tits and nice ass." My god was I? Was I some kind of show off? Was I flaunting my physical attributes? There were surly lots of younger ladies with sizable breast. I did not know what the words "nice ass." Meant but I some how thought it was a compliment. 

Could this man. I was now thinking of Denny as a man and not a boy. So could this man be serous about wanting to have sex with me. Sure he as jesting and not serious. Again I let my eyes drift to this crotch. I think his manhood was growing and the bulge in his jeans was some what larger. I wondered how big this man was. 

Denny said "You better slow down the drive way is just here."

I managed to slow and make the turn into the Cemetery. Denny jumped out and quickly had an arm full of trash. I popped the trunk and he put it in. I had to come out the other side and onto my street. That is when I noticed I had left my handbag at home. So I told Denny I would stop and get what I had agreed to pay him for his trouble. 

I pulled in my driver way. Denny quickly came around and not only opened my door but helped me out and held my elbow while I adjusted my crutches. As we approached the side door Denny took the keys from my fingers and unlocked the door. He opened it and stood holing it open until I was inside. Denny did have good manners even if he did have a dirty mouth. 

Because of my condition I had a neighbor fix a bed in the den so I did not have to go up stairs. I sat down in the kitchen as I was so tired for some unknown reason. I asked Denny to get my purse from the hall table where I always put it. 

He retrieved it and stood in front of me handing it to me. His crotch was there so close I could smell him. How long it had been since I smelled that pungent odor. There was noting like it I had ever smelled before. The smell of a man's erection and the fluid that washed out of it before it was ready to be inserted into a woman. 

I had licked that salty drop of fluid from my husband erection many times. My husband so enjoyed me looking up into his eyes slowly opening my mouth. Holding my mouth open so he could slowly watch as he pushed his erection into my mouth. That was a loving gesture and I loved him with my mouth until he ejaculated. Not that horrible "Suck my cock bitch" I had heard this afternoon. 

No; when I let my husband insert his erection into my mouth it was with the greatest of love and affection. Not just a lustful desire to degrade someone. Not for pure lustful sex. No we did it for love. We had a great love for one another and what we did was because we loved and desired to share this love. When either of us reached a climax it was as if we were giving the gift of love to the other. 

I understood this and when my husband ejaculated into my mouth it was for me. It was his gift to me because he loved me fully and completely. Not this lust this boy felt for me. Not because I had "A nice ass". Not because I had "Big tits" Not at all. 

How long I had sat there looking at Denny's crotch I had on idea. I was lost in thought. But my eyes were fixed on his crotch. There it was so near. The smell was unmistakable. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. 

I dare not more. I dare not think. I dare not be who I was. Not now. Not now. I had to be someone else. Any one else. The person in that book I read. Yes I would be that person, that woman who allowed her self to be used. So I waited with my mouth open. 

Then the smell was so strong I knew Denny had open his jeans. He had pulled his erection out into the air of the room. It filled the room and my nostrils. 

I felt the wetness being rubbed around my lips. He was rubbing the tip of his erection around my open mouth. This was something new. My husband had never toyed or played with me in such a way. This boy, no; this man was teasing me. Keeping his manhood from me. Denny knew what I wanted and he was teasing me. 

He was playing with me. He was certainly not in love with me. Yet if this was lust he was not hurrying to complete what ever he had in mind. Denny was enjoying this and was enjoying the moment by playing with me. I had never played in this way. It was different and surprisingly joyful. 

How could I be enjoying this? This was so wrong, so disgusting and degrading to both of us. But here I was playing the game of sex with a near perfect stranger. 

Denny took my head in both hands pulling me forward. The tip of his erection was large around. I opened my mouth wider to accommodate it. It felt so smooth. I had forgotten how warm and tasteful it was to have the dripping tip enter my mouth. 

Denny spoke "I have thought of you like this. I have imagined you with my cock in your mouth. I knew you were a cock sucker. I have dreamed of fucking you in the mouth and filling your mouth with cum. Put your fingers around my cock. Jerk me off as you suck my cock. I want to cum in your lovely mouth before I fuck you. I'm going to fuck you too slow so you'll cum with me."

I wanted to say to him "Don't' talk that way." But he was right about one thing I was enjoying the feel of his "Cock" in my mouth. I tried to smile as I thought "I'm a cock sucker. I really am a cock sucker." This is not love it just lust and therefore in doing what he wants and that is to suck his cock I'm a pure and simple a cock sucker. 

Doing as he asked I took his cock in my hand letting my finger circle it. It was so much bigger around than. Well the other one I had enjoyed. I jerked it back and forth. Denny pushed it deeper into my mouth. I had never and a cock so deep in my mouth before. The tip was touching my throat. There was still so much of his cock still out side if it were not for my hand round it he would have pushed it right into my throat. I've heard of deep throat. I wondered it I could do such thing. Well maybe later. 

"Oh my God. What was I thinking (later) was I thinking this was going on for more than one encounter. Was I thinking I would allow this boy to do this again? Was I out of my mind?

No answer came as I tasted the warm splash of his semen wash across my tongue. Denny grabbed my head and rammed his cock head to the back of my throat. I had no choice but to swallow. So I swallowed and swallowed I also jerk on his cock forcing every drop of cum out of it. Milking the last drop into my eager mouth.

Denny moaned and jerk wildly involuntarily ramming his cock around inside my moth. The swelling seemed to go down some but he surely was not soft. The salty cum slowed and then stopped. I licked the tip without taking his cock out of my mouth. 

Denny said "Wow, holy shit that was a fantastic fucking blow job. You're one hell of a cock sucker." 

I opened my mouth letting him pull free. I slowly opened my eyes. 

Denny was a handsome man and I was feeling happy about what I had done. True it was not love, it was like nothing I have ever done before but I was not thinking it was pure lust either. It was more like we were having fun. I had never thought of sex as fun. But I just found out it was and could be more. I was thinking what else had this young man in store for me?

Denny moved back took me by the shoulders and lifted me to my feet. Denny looked at me pulled me to him and kissed me. His tongue darted into my mouth swirling around wiping out the last remnants of his semen. He seemed to get excited tasting his own cum. I was feeling the glow of him thundering through me. I let him push his tongue into my mouth. I let my fingers again circle his throbbing cock. 

We moved as one thought the door way and to the bed. The den furniture was pushed to the wall and the bed was center stage. Denny lifted me up and sat me on the edge of the bed. 

No words were spoken as he lifted my legs and splayed me on the bed. He worked as a well oiled machine. He lifted my shirt hooked his fingers in the waist band and pulled my panties down as I lifted my hips for him. The panties went flying off some where unseen. His finger worked quickly on my blouse. He pulled me up to remove my blouse and bra. 

He unhooked my bra and whisked it away. It followed my panties where ever they were. 

"Wow, God what a beautiful pair to tits." He eased me back down on the bed as he came close taking a nipple between his lips. He caressed my breast with both hands. Kneading and fondling my breast as she suckled my nipples. 

Never in my lift had I had my nipples sucked like this. Denny was again playing me for his own enjoyment. But it was more than fun for me. It was sending waves crashing through my body heating me from the tips of my toes to the root of my hair. I fumbled with this T-shirt so he stood up and pulled it off over his head. He quickly removed his jeans and stood there in his magnificent naked splendor. He was a god among gods. Muscles rippled from this well formed chest down to this thriving thick beautiful cock.

Denny climbed up on the bed kneeling between my legs. He pulled my as he called it "Sweet pussy" wide with his fingers just looking at the pink inner lips.

He lower his mouth to me running his tongue from one tip of the opening to the other. He placed his mouth over my soft fatty mound and squeezed down. He clamped his lips on my clitoris. 

I yelled with glee. "Oh my God."

He lifted my legs spreading then wider. I felt his tongue tickle my tiny puckered back hole. He was licking my anus. God want a strange feeling that was and the thought of it sent splinters of mixed emotions through me. 

My tiny anus was a very private place and he was invading it as he had my vulva. It was so exciting I felt my first climax start to build deep inside me.

He returned his attentions to my pussy and licked deep while stopping only to suck on my clitoris. He slipped a finger into me wigging it from side to side. Rubbing the thin membrane between the two openings into my body. 

I was on fire; this was all new and I kept thinking what next what next. Then he did the unexpected he pushed his thumb into my rectum and two finger into my pussy all the while licking me. 

It was such a surprised I did not feel the force of my own emotions as I exploded. I jerked, bounced up and felt the forces of nature pour from my tingling pussy. 

I was climaxing like never before. I cried out and mumbled incoherently. I think I said "Oh, god fuck me."

I had never used such words but here I was screaming then at Denny and he obliged.

Swift as a snake her raised up lifted his hips and pushed downward. He was in me. 

His cock ripped its way to my very soul and plunged me into the caverns of a whole new world. He raised up and pushed hard downward again and again. He was an animal fucking me like a wild man. He was really FUCKING ME. Christ was this magnificent. I cried out over and over again. I was cumming and cumming. It would not stop. His cock rubbed every inch of my pussy. Rubbing and sending wild feeling up through me making me scream like the animal I was. 

I felt his cock swell in me and I knew he was going to explode in me. I locked my legs over his thighs pulling him so tight he could hardly more. I did not feel pain in my broken ankle I had no ankles I only had a pussy full of thundering cock. 

The warmth of his semen filled me to over flowing he pumped and pumped filling me with the thick warm cum he had filled my mouth with. 

We came down off the crest of the emotional wave together crashing into a silent heap of breathing flesh. 

I felt myself slip off into this hiding place where I could sleep and not think but let the feeling of what had just happened feed me. Feed my emotions and feed the needs that had been so long dormant. I was deep inside my thoughts and hiding so deep I thought maybe I'd never recover. 

I slept the sleep of the dead. How long I had no idea. The first thing I noticed was the weight had been lifted from me. 

I opened an eye. Just one eye. I was alone. Covered with a sheet and the house was so quiet it was almost eerie. 

Every so slowly I sat up and let my legs dangle over the side of the bed. That was when I felt my ankle throbbing. My crutches were at the foot of the bed. Naked as the day I was born I moved into the hall and into the half bath. I was not ready for the sight that greeted me in the mirror.

Blonde hair out in all directions. Blotches on my breasts and belly. Looking down I saw streams of fluid still wet on my legs and the thin silky hair I had between my legs. It had not been that long since I had taken the brief nap. Sitting on the toilet all of a sudden I found both my pussy and ass were very tender. So I guess having a "Nice ass." Did count for something. 


Mixed Emotions



Was I still thinking in theses terms. They had been as foreign to me as plumbing or how to drive a truck. Gods knows I never used words like this before. But here I was thinking of them as every day common words. What was I thinking?

I made my way down the hall to the guest bathroom and managed to get in the tub and soaked in hot and I do meant hot water for an hour. 

It was nearly dark when I fixed a sandwich for my dinner. I was lost in thought. I had just had sex with a man or boy young enough to be my grandchild. Yet I felt no remorse or even guilt. He had plundered my body in every way known to men and yet here I was enjoying the after glow. I was still feeling the warm sensation of sinful lust and joyful sex. 

I wondered if it could be any better than this. Would I ever fine out? Would I ever again feel and enjoy a day of fun sex like this? I was sixty one and I felt like eighteen and willing to do it again at the first chance. I was not even thinking of being embarrassed the next time I came face to face with Denny.

The next time came must sooner than I had thought. The next morning I got up around eight fixed a pot of coffee and was thinking of fixing eggs when I knock on the kitchen door surprised me. 

I saw Denny through the glass standing there looking at me and grinning from ear to ear.

I grinned back and motioned for him to come in. 

Denny looked different somehow. Scrubbed clean both face and cloths. The T-shirt was bright white the jeans were a deeper blue not all washed out as yet. He came in stood there with his back to the door just looking at me.

I lifted the pot of coffee as a gesture asking if he wanted coffee. He nodded to the affirmative. 

I turned to get a cup out of the cupboard and Denny said "I've come by to apologize. I'm really sorry for what I did yesterday. I'm so sorry."

I paused and stood there. I did not what to talk about it. I did not want to even think about it. It happened I was my fault to allow it to happen in the first place. Sitting the cup on the table I filled it with coffee. 

"Denny you need not apologize as it was as much my fault as your. We both were out of line and I think we need to forget it and move on. Really I do not what to talk about yesterday."

Denny said "Oh no, Ma'am I was not talking about what we did. What we did was the greatest love making of my life. You were fabulous. I'll never feel sorry for that. I'll never regret what we shared. No Ma'am. I was talking about my running off without saying bye or telling you I was leaving. I should have stayed until you woke up. It was childish of me to run away."

I looked at Denny and saw a more mature man than I had first suspected lay beneath that muscular frame. I saw a man that was smiling and there was a twinkle in this eye that told me he was here for more than an apology. 

I pushed the cup of coffee across the corner of the table toward him. Denny took my hand lifted it to his lips and kissed it all the while holding his eyes on mine. The kiss was soft warm and thrilling. I felt a shiver travel down my spine to pucker my anus and send the memory of his touch back up to my brain. My pussy quivered and felt wet as I remembered his tongue licking me and making me scream for more and the climax that followed. 

I tried to speak but was wordless. My mouth was dry and my hart was racing to catch up with my heavy breathing. None of this escaped Denny notice. He was so perceptive he smiled while squeezing my hand. 

I did not move as he moved around the corner of the table reaching for the belt on my robe. I don't remember him moving but after he took me in his arms and kissed me I felt we were both naked. 

Denny said "Anna Bell you're so beautiful. I love the feel of your body. I can not get enough of you. I need you now. I need to see you lovely face as I push my cock into you. Would you like to feel my cock in you?"

Denny waited for me to answer but I could not speak. I did manage a grunt and a moan as his finger tips found my wetness. 

Denny said "I love your pussy. It beautiful and sweet and it feel so good when it is around my cock. Your fucking cunt is as warm as your mouth. God want a great blow job you gave me. You're a wonder cock sucker. Do you like for me to call you a cock sucker? 

I think you like to hear me talk sexy using hot sex words to get you excited. Tell me how much you liked sucking my cock.""

I mumbled something but that was not good enough. Denny wanted me to expose my self and say these dirty words and use these sexy words. He asked me again to tell him how it was for me. 

I said "Yes. It was good for me too. I like it."

Denny laughed and said "Tell me how you like to suck my cock. Tell me how you felt when my cum filed your mouth. Tell me you like me to call you a cock sucker."

"Denny I can not. I can use those words. Please?"

He smiled and I knew he was going to insist. So I said "Oh Denny I love to feel your cock in my mouth. I loved it when you came so I could taste your cum. Yes and it thrilled me to hear you tell me I was a good cock sucker. I've never been told that before and it got me excited. You're such a bad boy."

Denny was not done with this play of words. He said "Anna Bell you seemed to get a thrill and excited when I fingered you sweet hot ass. When I was licking you cunt and sucking on you clitoris I was thinking of how good it would feel to fuck you in that lovely ass. You do have a great ass. I think it was made for fucking. I'd really love to watch my cock push into your ass hole right up to my fucking balls. I'd love to feel all my cock deep in your lovely ass. Anna Bell I want to fuck you in the ass. Would you like that? Tell me you want me to fuck your ass. Tell me you want to feel me cum up you lovely ass. Just say it. Denny fuck me in the ass. Say it. Tell me."

I did not feel the wave of passion sweep over me. I was so excited my blood was boiling at his words. My legs crumbled. Denny caught me and helped me into the den and onto the bed. 

I opened my eyes to see Denny sitting back on his heels kneeling between my wide spread legs. His fingers were slowly playing along the wet crack of my pussy. 

"Are you alright Anna Bell?"

"Yes. I just fainted. Your words were too much for me to absorb and accept there meaning all at once."

"He laughed and said "Come on Anna Bell the way you sucked and fucked me yesterday I thought you had been around more. So you're telling me true you've never screwed around a lot?"

"No. Just once in college for only a few minutes and he never did anything and then my husband was the only man I've have ever been with. Until now."

Denny said "Anna Bell I feel honored that you allowed me to be the one to bring you out of the past and into the new age of sexual freedom."

Denny was talking all the while he wet a finger and slowly pushed it into my rectum. I felt his finger go deeper and deeper. Then his thumb was pushing into my wet pussy. Denny had his middle finger in my anus and this thumb in my pussy rubbing them together through that thin membrane. 

The sensation was so erotic and arousing I shivered uncontrollably. Denny said "Tell me you want to feel my cock in your ass?"

"Yes." I said.

"Tell me."

"Yes; Denny I want to feel your cock in my ass. Fuck my ass. Fuck me." I cried in shame but what I was feeling was not shame at all. I was so hot my nerves were on the top of my skin. Every touch burned like fire. 

Denny rolled me on my side with my left leg between his legs. He was sitting on it. My right legs was pulled up out in front of me bent at the knee. Denny had his cock driven deep into my pussy and was ramming away like a jackhammer. I had never been put in this position before. I was unusual, different and highly exciting. I could feel every inch of him. Rubbing me inside and then I felt his finger or fingers work into my rectum. He had two finger in my ass while he rammed into me. I was so excited I felt my climax work its way up and the flood happened so quickly I had little time to tell Denny I was cumming. 

Denny felt me cum and just as quickly he pulled out of me realigned his aim and pushed his cock slowly into my ass. It felt so big and of course it was big. But it moved slowly deeper and with more passion on my part as well as Denny's. I moaned and gulped and said words that had no meaning outside the animal world. 

When I felt him fully embedded into me I groaned. I cried out "Denny. God what have you done? Oh, god. You're; you're. "

Denny pulled on my hips driving his cock an inch deeper. Then I felt the spreading of warmth in my bowels. The warmth of a jelly like fluid washing away the last of my self respect. I was last in this crazy world of sex and lust. I was feeling as if this was the perfect moment for me to yell at the top of my lungs. "I love you." But I was not in love with this boy. But god know I was in love with what he was doing. 

I savored every moment of his wonderful feeling. This strange way of making love. Or just plain sex. Simply fucking for the sake of fucking. I screamed in my head "Denny fuck my mouth, fuck my cunt and yes fuck my ass fill me with this warm juice. Oh, god forgive me I've have become lost in sin and I love it."

Denny felt across me still fully embedded and slowly wilting but not slipping from me. 

I pulled his hand to my breast and place my hand over his. I fell asleep. When I woke Denny was still partly erect and still in my ass. 

Denny said "How was that?"

I said in a weak voice "Never have I felt anything like that. You're teaching me things I never knew two people could do. It was a strange feeling and still is. I can feel so much of you its so warm. Different than the other way. I did like it. Am I shameful and I becoming a shameless hussy?"

Denny said "There is something special about fucking a good tight ass hole. I said you had a great ass and this proves it."

He lifted his weight off me and sat up. He started to move back and forth again. The fire in me was instantaneously turned on. I cried "No; go slow. Easy not too hard. I want to cum if I can." 

Denny did go slow and easy fucking my ass while rubbing my clitoris. I did climax when I felt him grow stiff and hard. Denny followed with his own climax and together we wet the bed as I came like a river over a dam. 

In the shower I washed his cock with tender loving fingers. I compliment him on his size, strength and stamina. Denny kissed me and we stepped out to towel off. 

Once again in the kitchen dressed in my robe and Denny in his jeans. I asked about his job. He said he had today off. 

He said "You know for a woman your age you really are marvelous. You're one sexy bitch." I took it that Bitch used in that context was not bad. So I let is slip with our a come back.

He said "There might be one mover thing that you might like. Hell I know you would like it. However it takes a mind set to really get into it. 

But I think you've found that sex can be fun. And having fun with sex can be one of the greatest ways to really feel good about yourself. You have enjoyed everything we've done so far haven't you?"

I looked at Denny wondering what on earth could be added to our already full sexual plate. So I asked "What are you talking about?"

Denny smiled sipped his coffee leaned back in his chair and said "You've enjoyed my cock in your mouth. Right?"

I nodded. 

He said "You've enjoyed my fingers in your pussy while I had my cock in your mouth. Right?"

Again I nodded.

He said "I know you loved my cock in your pussy while I had two fingers in your delightful ass. Isn't that true?"

I wondered where this was going so I said "Yes. Of course I did every thing had been great. So what are you driving at?"

He said "I think you would love to have two cock in you at the same time. I can pick up a dildo vibrator at the adult store and you could enjoy a cock so to speak in your pussy and ass at the same time. Not just my fingers. What so you say? What me to pick one up and come back tonight?"

I was blind sided by this suggestion and could not think straight. I had never used a vibrator of any kind but the suggestion was not to all unpleasant of an idea. I asked "Are those things very much like the real thing?"

Denny said "Some women swear by them. I hear that thousands are sold every year."

I said "You've been a good teacher so far so if you think it would be fun and enjoyable for me and of course you then I guess we can try it. Let me pay for it. How much to they cost?"

Denny said "This one's on me. If you like it then we'll see what's next."

I could not imagine what could be next. This was almost too much. But for just a second I did feel a warm exciting shiver travel up though my pussy up to stiffen each nipple and then back down to make my ass pucker. I was really getting into this wild sex thing. "My God I was so bad." I laughed out loud.

Denny smiled as if he knew just what I was thinking.



Mixed Emotions



This story could go in a number of categories. A special 'Thank You' to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. 

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In the last few days my life has been turned upside down. My emotions are boiling over. I'm just not sure what to do next.

I'm Jeff Holder and one confused young man, only being twenty-two years old. I come from a very good and happy family. I have one sister Susan, who is three years older than me, and I believe happily married with a son of her own.

I need to go back a little and tell you about my upbringing. I had always lived in the same house since I was born. I remember my sister would pick on me but that was just sibling rivalry. We now get along great.

Next door lived the Cooks. There was Mr. and Mrs. Cook and their daughter, my best friend ever, Charly. Her name was Charlene but she liked to be called Charly. She was what my parents would have called a tomboy.

We went to the same school but she was a year behind me. Ever since the first grade we walked to school together. We were pals and told each other everything. I used to get mad when people called her my girlfriend, because she wasn't; she was my pal and best friend.

We talked like all kids do about different things. One day we talked about kissing. I remember I was eleven at the time and not really into girls yet. We decide to kiss and we had our eyes open and touched lips.

"Well, what do you think?" I asked.

"I didn't really feel anything. I don't get why people think it's so great," replied Charly.

"It was like kissing my sister, ew," I said.

It was funny because we would swim together, play ball and even wrestle when we were young. When we became teenagers we still walked to and from school together like brother and sister. We studied most evenings together.

At other times we rode our bikes and went to the movies. We would even camp out in the back yard. The only thing we didn't do when we got older was have sleepovers. When we were younger we did, but we made tents on the floor. Our parents thought we were too old for that now.

I belonged to a few organizations at school, and even played baseball and soccer. I was just a regular kid and knew I didn't have a future in sports. Charly joined the band and played the saxophone. She could play a few of the other wind instruments also. She was great in girls softball, she could kick ass.

So we didn't see each other as much during high school. One of us always had a game or a practice. I asked her if she wanted to go to the junior prom but her mother told her she was too young so I took another girl.

My senior year I didn't go, when Charly told me Mike Hagan asked her and she said yes. I was going to ask her but never got around to it. She did tell me she had a nice time until Mike tried to kiss her and she had to set him straight. She didn't tell me what she did but it made me smile.

I graduated and started working at a parts manufacturing plant. One day when I came home I saw Charly sitting on her porch with a good-looking girl. I walked over and she introduced me.

"Jeff, this is Candy, my cousin. Before you ask, it is her real name. She recently moved here from Arizona. Her dad, my uncle, is in the military. Candy, this is my pal or best bud, Jeff."

I told her I was pleased to meet her, and asked what she did for a living. I found out she was twenty-one; I was nineteen at the time. She told me she worked in an insurance office as a secretary. I have to say she was a good- looking woman.

I don't think Charly liked the way I was looking at her. Surely she wasn't jealous. The three of us talked for a while on the porch and I decided to ask Candy out Saturday night to a movie. I was surprised when she agreed to go.

"As long as Charly doesn't mind. I don't want to take away her boyfriend," replied Candy.

"Why would I mind?" said Charly. "Jeff and I are just good friends. Isn't that right Jeff?" she said as she stared at me.

I could tell by her tone that she was a bit mad but tried to hide it. "Yeah, we're just good friends. Besides, there is a football game Saturday and Charly is in the band."

I got Candy's address and phone number and told her I'd see her Saturday. I went home and had dinner with Mom and Dad. I mentioned Candy and they asked me what Charly thought.

"She didn't say much of anything. Besides, she has to play at the game Saturday."

On Saturday I went and picked up Candy and met her parents. They seemed nice enough but didn't say a lot. Candy and I headed to the movies. I was surprised she wore a skirt and blouse. Charly always wore jeans when we went to the movies.

We talked a little about our jobs on the way to the movie. We got some popcorn and Candy wanted to sit way off to the side. I just followed her.

During the movie she put her hand on mine and moved it over on her thigh. Up till now I had felt up a couple of girls and even got a blowjob from a date. I never told Charly about it. Didn't seem like the right thing to do even though she was my best bud. I knew if she let a guy touch her I wouldn't want to know.

Candy was different. She was older, twenty-one, and must have dated for a while. She had told me she went to college for two years and got her degree in Secretarial Science.

During the movie I moved my hand up her skirt. She just watched the movie like she didn't know what I was dong. I slid my hand up under her skirt until I reached her panty-covered pussy. Damn, I was nervous. I had never been that far with a girl before.

She spread her legs and continued watching the movie. It was awkward but I got my hand inside of her panties through the leg hole. I felt her bush and a very wet pussy. I got a finger into her and was finger fucking her. I felt her juices flowing. Her hand came over in my lap and touched my cock through my trousers. I used my free hand, unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out.

Thank God, no one was around us. She grabbed my cock and began jacking me off while still watching the movie. I now had two fingers pumping in her. This went on for about ten minutes when I came. I shot my load all over the back of the seat in front of me.

It was then that she finally looked at me and smiled. I had pushed my fingers hard into her. She made some noises but I don't know if she had come. I pulled my fingers out of her and smelled my fingers. It was the first time I had my fingers in a pussy.

I handed her some napkins, that we had gotten from the popcorn stand, to wipe my cum off of her hand. I took a couple and wiped off the seat in front of me. I put my cock away, and Candy and I watched the rest of the movie.

After the movie we parked and were making out. She let me feel her all over. She had some nice tits and I was about to put my hand on her thigh when she stopped me.

"Do you have any protection?" she asked.

I never carried condoms. I bought them once to masturbate in to see how it felt but since I never had sex I never bought them again. I told her I didn't and she told me she wouldn't do it without them. She did let me touch her some more and said to me, "Maybe next time."

I knew I wanted to start dating her. I asked her out again the following weekend. I would make sure I kept plenty of condoms in my car. I couldn't stop thinking about her. I can't say I loved her but I knew I felt different.

I saw Charly a couple of days later. "Jeff, we need to talk."

"What is it?" I asked.

"You have to watch out for Candy. She's pretty wild and I don't want to see you get hurt. She told me what you did at the movies and asked me if I ever did it with you. I told her no, we were just good friends and not to play with your feelings. I mentioned to her that I didn't think you've had sex yet; have you?"

"What? You talked about what we did? How could you? Now I look like an idiot, thanks a lot."

"Jeff, I care for you; you're my best friend and I don't want to see you get hurt. I wish I never introduced you to Candy." She then turned around and went home.

I thought 'Women, I just don't get them. My best friend is mad at me and her cousin probably knows I've never fucked a woman before. Great! I guess I'll have to see how it goes on Saturday.'

I picked up Candy and she had on slacks and a blouse. I do have to admit that she looked nice but I hoped to put my hand on her bare thigh again. We went out for dinner and talked. I asked her, "How come I've never met you before, since I lived my whole life next door to Charly?"

"My dad is in the service and was stationed all over the place. Charly and her parents visited us a few times throughout the years. We visited here twice but I don't know why I never met you. Charly probably wanted to keep you to herself."

"It's not like that between me and Charly. Really, Charly and I are just good friends. Why did you tell her about what happened at the movies?"

"She asked me what we did and I told her. I think she got mad at me. I'm going to make her even madder tonight."

"Why would you do that? What are you planning to do?"

"I have the key to the apartment of my girlfriend at work. She said we could use her apartment for a few hours. Do you want to have sex with me or go to a movie?" She was laughing now.

We headed for the apartment. It wasn't the nicest apartment but all I knew is I was going to get laid. We started out by kissing; she was a good kisser. I began to unbutton her blouse. I could see her white bra underneath. I slid her blouse off of her shoulders and pulled her tight to me.

I unclasped her bra and saw her firm breasts. I couldn't help touching them. "Kiss them," she said to me. I did as I was told. I was sure glad I'd read a few porno stories. I wanted to do this right. 

I remembered they said to always be gentle. Don't grab or squeeze a woman's breasts until your partner is ready. She put her hands behind my head and pulled me to her breasts.

Damn, this was good. Now I wanted more. While sucking her nipples I undid her belt and the buttons on her pants. I opened them and pulled them down her legs. She was now standing there in her panties, sexy ones too.

She told me to get undressed, which I stood up and did. I was near naked in five seconds with only my jockeys on. She reached over and squeezed my cock. "Damn! I'm going to love this," she said.

We got on the bed and she removed her panties. She asked me if I ever ate a pussy. After I said no, she told me it was about time I did and to get between her legs. Her bush was trimmed and I put my face into it. I could smell her sex. It wasn't long before I was eating her out. My tongue was buried deep in her, and her hips were gyrating and pushing against my face.

I tongued and licked her pussy with my face pressed hard against her. I couldn't wait much longer. I slid off my jockeys and put my cock against her pussy opening. She held me back, because I'd forgotten the condom. I quickly took one out and put it on.

She smiled as I entered her. "Fuck me, shove that cock in me."

I felt her come and it wasn't long before I came right behind her. God, I had my first taste of pussy; it was great. We lay there for a while and kissed. I also played with her nipples. It wasn't long before I was hard again. I changed condoms and we went at it again.

I had both of her legs held up high as I pounded her pussy. We fucked for quite awhile before I came. It must have been a massive load; it felt like it went on for minutes. I could feel her pussy squeezing my cock. I knew she was coming. I knew my cock was getting soft but I held it in her for her to finish.

When I finally pulled out my cock the condom wasn't on it. I looked down and was surprised. "What's the matter Jeff?"

"The condom came off," I replied.

"Oh shit! You have to get it out," said Candy. "I can't get pregnant."

I reached in her very wet pussy with two fingers and finally touched the condom. I squeezed it between my two fingers and pulled it out. The only problem was it got turned around and the open end came out last. I didn't say anything to Candy except that I got it out.

"Candy," I said, "is there any chance you could take birth control pills? I'll use condoms for a while but the pills might be safer. I'll even pay for them."

"Ok, I guess I'll make a doctor's appointment and see what she says. Until then you have to use the condoms."

We dated regularly. The sex was great but we didn't seem to be as compatible as I was with Charly. Don't get me wrong here, I liked Candy but she was just different from Charly.

I still talked to Charly but she was really pissed when she found out Candy and I had sex. "How could you do that to me, go have sex with my cousin? I told you she's bad news but no, you wouldn't listen. I thought we were best friends."

"You still are my best friend. It's just that I'm a guy and wanted to get laid. Candy seems like a nice person and I thought you'd be happy for me."

"Men are so dumb. No, I'm not happy for you. In fact I'm on the verge of hating you for what you did to our friendship. I don't know if I ever want to talk to you again." She got up and stormed home again.

What the hell did I do wrong? I'll never understand women. I kept dating Candy and she kept putting off getting the birth control pills. I was still using condoms but hadn't had any come off lately.

Charly would say hi to me and not much else. I found out she was going to her prom and didn't ask me. I went over and knocked on her door. "Charly, I thought you wanted me to take you to your senior prom. What happened?"

"You and my slut cousin is what happened. Do you really think I'd go to my prom with you while you're fucking my cousin? How stupid could you be?"

She shut the door on me. I liked Candy and the sex was good, but I missed seeing Charly. Shit, my life was all mixed up and then it got worse. I got a call from Candy; she said she needed to see me. I went over to her house that evening.

"What's the problem that couldn't wait till Saturday?" I asked.

"I went to the doctor to see if I could get birth control pills and the doctor told me I was already pregnant; just under three months. My periods are always mixed up so I didn't think much about it. What are we going to do?"

I was in shock. I did use condoms and it did fall off the one time but what was I supposed to do now? I was in lust with Candy but not in love. We were just sex partners, I thought.

We sat and talked about the options. Abortion was one but I really didn't like the idea and it would be hard to cover up and also kind of expensive. Candy was worried about her reputation and her job.

We came to the conclusion that we would get married. I knew that it was the right thing to do. I remember reading in a story where it said, "You want to play, you've got to pay."

I cared enough for Candy and believed I could love her. We told her parents that we were getting married. They tried to talk us out of it till they found out she was pregnant. They were really pissed, but happy that I was doing the right thing in marrying their daughter.

I told Mom and Dad that night and they were really pissed at me. I know I really let them down but it was too late now. The hardest person to tell was Charly. She already knew when I went to tell her.

"You're an asshole, Jeff. You're making a big mistake marrying Candy. You would be better off not marrying her and just supporting the baby. Jeff, I know it's too late now but I want you to know I've always cared for you. When the time comes, and it will come, I will be there for you."

I wasn't sure what she was talking about but she started crying, gave me a hug and closed the door.

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Candy wanted to get married right away, before she began to show, so we had a small private wedding the following weekend. Just our parents and my sister were there. Charly didn't even show up, which made me feel bad. We found a small apartment that we could afford. It wasn't much but at least we had a place to live.

Our parents and other relatives gave us enough household items to begin housekeeping. Life was so different. I'd come home at night and wait for Candy. She always got off later than I did. I would usually start some kind of simple meal for us for dinner. After that it was watching TV or visiting one of our parents.

As she got bigger she got more irritable. I just took it all in stride. I did go to Charly's graduation. I was proud of her. Candy got mad at me for going. I had asked her if she wanted to go and she said she didn't so I went myself. I don't understand women.

I hugged Charly and I told her I was sorry for whatever I did to hurt her and gave her another hug. She asked me about Candy and that was about it. I felt like I just lost my best friend when she walked away.

I was busy working and getting all the overtime I could to help pay our expenses. Thank God, Candy had insurance to cover the delivery of the baby or should I say babies. Yes, we were having twins. I couldn't believe it, two kids and I just turned twenty. I was lucky to have a good paying job, which would put the kids on my insurance at birth.

Life was going by fast now. I spent most all my time working and putting away money. In our apartment we had two bedrooms. We set up one for the babies. People at work gave us all kind of things we could use. Mom threw a baby shower and everyone knew we were having twins.

During the final couple of months, sex became damn near non-existent. She did jack me off twice. Yippee!

I was both nervous and tired. This was all too new to me, being a husband and soon to be a father of twins. One day Candy went to her parents. I chose to stay home. I was never the most welcome person at their house. I guess they felt Candy could have done a lot better than me but I was trying.

I was sitting there putting some baby furniture together when there was a knock at the door. I got up and opened it and there stood Charly. She had a baby gift in her hand.

I was so glad to see her. I gave her a hug and she felt so good. She told me she was sorry she didn't make the baby shower and thought she would bring over the gift. I invited her in and she asked me where Candy was.

I told her she went to see her parents and I was putting together furniture. She smiled at me and we started putting the furniture together. Damn! I missed her.

She told me she was going to college for two years for nursing and had already started. I remember telling her she would make a good nurse and could nurse me anytime. It almost felt like old times till Candy came it.

"What the hell are you doing here? I told you to stay away from my husband. You had your chance and blew it. Now get out of my house and stay away from my husband!"

What the hell just happened? The two of them argued and I tried to stop it but Candy told me to stay out of it. What did she mean Charly had her chance? What was going on? Good thing Candy was pregnant because I know Charly was capable of knocking her out. I finally told them both to shut the fuck up.

"Candy, I don't know what the hell is going on but Charly is and always will be my friend. She stopped by to drop off a gift for our future kids. There isn't anything going on between me and Charly. There never has been."

"Look," said Charly. "I'm sorry for all the misunderstanding. I wish you two the best. I better go now." She had tears in her eyes as she walked out the door.

"Candy, what the hell was that all about? Charly's your cousin and we've always been best friends. You had no right to treat her the way you did. I know you're pregnant and your hormones are all mixed up but Charly didn't deserve that shit you were spewing."

"You stupid ass! She loves you and always has. You were just too stupid to see it. You're my husband now and I don't want you being alone with her ever."




Mixed Emotions



I was lost for words. I wasn't about to start up another argument with Candy. I just let it go for now. I did have to wonder if she knew something I didn't. Did Charly really like me that much?

As time went on we did our best to communicate. Candy had a few good days but most was her blaming me for her being pregnant. She was scared and so was I; we weren't ready for parenthood but here we were.

I got a call at work and it was Candy. She had to go to the hospital, the babies were coming. I left as soon as I could and met her there. I called her parents and mine; they arrived shortly after I got there.

Candy was cussing up a storm. Most of her words were aimed at me. "You son of a bitch, you better never touch me again."

"You can take that fucking dick of yours and stick it up your ass."

"God it hurts! I wish it was you pushing these babies out of your cock so you know what it feels like." She kept going on and on. Thank God our parents didn't hear her.

I was in the room for the delivery. She hardly said a nice word to me. I knew she was in pain but there was nothing I could do. I offered to hold her hand but she wanted no part of me. Finally she screamed out and I saw the head of one of the babies. It was a boy. It sure looked messed up. My stomach was becoming queasy.

The nurse looked at me and saw the look on my face. "Don't worry, they all look that way till we clean them up." She gave me a very welcomed smile.

It was a few minutes later that the second one arrived. It looked pretty much like the first one except she was a girl. Candy lay there looking like she just got out of a shower. Two nurses cleaned up the babies and another helped Candy clean up some. I stepped out and told our parents that they were now grandparents.

"You have a grandson and a granddaughter. The doctor said they seemed in perfect health." I was happy the ordeal was over with.

We all waited in the waiting room till we got the ok to see Candy and the babies. She still wasn't talking to me. She wasn't saying much of anything to anyone.

They brought the babies in and of course everyone seemed really happy except Candy. I knew she went through a lot but I thought she would be more excited. The grandparents sure were.

We named them Larry and Sherry. They sure were cute babies even though they were mine. I was really happy; I was now a dad. A very proud one.

In the days that followed we took our babies home. Their room was all ready for them. Candy seemed a little better toward them now. I tried to be as helpful as possible. Candy didn't want to breast feed, so our babies were on formula. I promised to help as much as I could.

Candy had taken a two-month maternity leave. When I got home from work she would nag at me and tell me it was my turn to watch the babies, she had to do it all day. I really didn't mind because I really loved being a dad. I was even able to change diapers right from the start.

Each day I was excited to get home and play father to my twins. Candy did what most mothers do but she never had a fire in her belly toward the kids. I figured it was just her emotions were overwhelmed. I did my best to comfort her.

She joined an exercise club to help get her body back. Now I knew what the problem was. She was afraid she had lost her beautiful body. She went to exercise class for an hour each evening after I got home from work. In no time at all she looked great and I told her so.

It was two months before she would have sex with me. She did get on birth control. She didn't want any more kids. We needed a plan for after she went back to work. My mom suggested she could watch the kids while I worked. She was crazy about the twins.

Candy would drop them off in the morning before leaving for work and I would pick them up unless I had to work overtime. It worked out pretty good. Sometimes Mom would even have dinner ready and I would eat there. Candy hardly ever made dinner. I would take a plate of food home for her.

One day while I was at Mom's Charly stopped in. God, it was so good to see her. I gave her a hug and asked her if she wanted to see the twins.

"Jeff, I see the twins most everyday. I stop in after school and sometimes help your mom feed them. I'm not sure what word to use but they are adorable and precious." After Mom walked out of the room Charly said, "Too bad their mother is a fucking bitch. They deserve so much better."

"Charly, that's my wife you're talking about."

"I know, thank God they have a father as nice as you." She gave me a hug and went home.

Mom came back in the room but kept quiet about Charly. We talked about the kids before I took them home.

Chapter 2

It's been about nine months since the birth of the twins. The kids are more fun than ever. I lay on the floor and they crawl all over me. Candy seems a lot better now as I watch her with the kids. I know she has a busy schedule, working, going to exercise twice a week now and being a mother when she's home.

Mine isn't any easier. I pick them up at Mom's, make sure their fed and play with them till their mom shows up. It's what being a parent is all about. At least twice a week we take them to see Candy's parents. They love the kids also. How could they not.

A couple of times Charly's parents were over visiting Candy's parents. After all the two men are brothers. Charly's dad, Ben, is Candy's uncle. His wife is Betty. I've known them my whole life. They were like second parents to me.

Candy's parents are Bob and Alice Cook. They didn't seem to like me as much as Ben and Betty does but I did get their daughter pregnant.

Our sex life is ok but nothing to write home about. I expected we would be going at it most every day for at least a couple of years. I'm lucky if we do it twice a week. It's good when we do it but I always have to be the instigator. I have to eat her pussy just about every time which I don't mind but she doesn't give me oral sex unless she's drunk too much.

We don't go out very often, maybe once every couple of weeks. It's those days I usually get laid. Candy likes to drink but I'm usually the one driving so I stick with pop. I'm just trying to be a responsible driver and dad.

We've gone out dancing with a couple of her friends from work. I guess I don't like the way she flirts but not quite sure what to do about it. I have told her she was flirting a little too much and she did back down some.

Lately I've been getting calls from her that she has to work over an hour or so. After about the third time, it happened about twice a week. It made me wonder so on the way home I drove by her insurance offices and saw the light on inside and her car parked there. I went ahead and went home.

I did ask her about the sudden overtime and she said they were revamping the computer system and it was to busy during regular hours. I honestly didn't buy it. Why was it always her working over? I went by three different times and it was only her car and one other. Always the same car.

I had to wonder if she was cheating on me. After all she was a good-looking women and probably alone with another man. She had a jealous streak about me and that made me wonder if she might have taken on a lover.

One day while I was at Mom's to pick up the kids she told me she had to run to the store. While she was gone Charly happened to come over. I've never said anything to Candy but Charly comes over when I'm there pretty often. We just talk about old times and about the kids. She is getting ready to start her second year of college toward her nursing degree. She was going the whole year.

She told me she was studying DNA and was wondering if she could take mine. "Charly, I know what you're doing, the kids are mine, believe me. Go ahead take our DNA and knock yourself out."

"Jeff I love Larry and Sherry. It's their mother I don't trust and you shouldn't either. For the record I do hope they are your kids. I spend more time with them then their mother does."

"Charly, why such a distrust of Candy? She's your cousin."

"Look, she was a wild child when she was younger. I remembered how she was when we went and visited them. I don't think she's changed that much. The reason she went out with you was because she knew I loved you and planned on stealing you from me. She succeeded."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

"When? Right after you fucked her? No thank you! You made your bed and now have to sleep in it, but it doesn't mean I have to stop caring for you. I have to go home now."

I was shocked to hear that but later when Mom came home she told me that after school Charly always came over to visit. She would take breaks from doing her homework and help Mom with the kids. They were quite the handful.

Damn! My emotions were all mixed up. I was married now and had a family. I had to do whatever it takes to make it work. I tried to help Candy even more. Nothing seemed to improve all that much. Still had sex once or twice a week. Usually after we went out. I was at somewhat at a loss till I heard a knock at the door. I answered it and it was Charly.

"Charly, what are you doing here. If Candy catches you here she'll go berserk. Much as I hate to I have to ask you to leave."

"She won't be here that soon. I bet you got a call she's working over."

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"I know I shouldn't get involved but I'm worried about you and the kids. I heard at College on Tuesday that a married woman where Candy works is having an affair with a married man. One of the girls at college is a real gossip. She told me and a couple of other girls where she worked. It was part-time at the same agency as Candy.

"She told us that the woman who she wouldn't name stays late on Tuesday and Thursday. So I drove by on Tuesday and there was Candy's car in the parking lot next to one other car. Today is Thursday and I drove by and there it was again."

"Charly, Candy has always called me when she works over. She's never more than an hour late. That doesn't mean she's having an affair. Do you have any kind of proof like pictures that she is being unfaithful to me?"

"No, I don't. I just thought I would tell you what I heard and saw. I'm not trying to be mean or break-up your marriage. I'm sorry, it was stupid for me to even come here. I feel so stupid. It's just that we always watched out for each other and I hate seeing you get hurt. Please, just forget I was here, I was wrong to come here." Again she left me standing there wondering what the hell was going on.

Candy came home and said she needed a shower. She didn't even take the time to kiss me or say hi to the kids. I didn't tell her that Charly stopped by, it would have just been an argument. Candy did say she had something to talk to me about.

We did talk the next evening. The third week of August a number of people in her office would be taking a vacation and going to Atlantic City for four days. The company was having a conference and would be paying for the price of the rooms for the employees plus they would be eating most meals free. She said she was planning on going.

"What about our family? We can't take two little kids to Atlantic City. Besides I can't get off work. I took my vacation when the kids were born."

"You don't have to go. Julie, one of the girls at the office said she would share a room with me. We are going to drive there so we can save some money. My boss is expecting me to go. He said it will help me in the future. I can start studying to become an insurance agent."

"What if I say no? I want you to stay here with me and the kids. They don't get to see you that much. They've been calling my mother mommy."

"No matter what I want, you always are against it. Well, this is my job and I'm going. If you can't give me a little space, then fuck you. This is my future I'm talking about. You can have your precious Charly watch your kids."

"What does Charly have to do with this? I hardly ever see her."

"I know she visits your mom all the time. Do I look like I have 'stupid' written on my forehead? I know you still care for her. I bet you've been fucking her too"

"I have never done anything wrong with Charly. You're just using her as an excuse to go to Atlantic City. I heard a rumor that someone in your office is having an affair; that wouldn't be you by any chance? If you choose to go to Atlantic City we may not stay married when you get back."

"You're not going anywhere. I'll get your precious kids and you will have a hard time seeing them when I tell the courts about Charly, your girlfriend. As far as me having an affair, I wish I were."

It was two weeks away and we argued about it every day till she had her bags packed and was ready to go. She didn't work any overtime for the following two weeks. I had a feeling she was a bit hesitant about me finding out something.

I was lost on what to do. I threatened divorce and she didn't bat an eye. I talked to an old friend at work and he suggested I get a private investigator. He mentioned a good friend of his who handled his divorce. He even accepted credit cards. I talked to a Joe Miller and he listened to my story. I told him I didn't have any proof but I had suspicions my wife was having an affair.

I told him about Atlantic City and gave him a list of the employees that I knew were going. Charly found out who was going from her gossip friend that worked at the agency. I gave Joe a credit card and he charged me five hundred dollars to look into my situation.

He called me a couple of days later and said the manager of the agency was taking his wife. Two other agents were also taking their wives too. He mentioned that Bill Akers, one of the agents, was going solo even though he was married. The only other two people going solo were my wife and her divorced friend Julie.

Joe laughed when he saw Julie's name. He told me he followed her husband and found him cheating on Julie. It lead to their divorce a couple of years back. He did mention he dated her a couple of times after that.

He told me he would accept my case but it would cost me a thousand dollars a day plus some expenses. We figured it would be around five-thousand dollars. I explained to him that I needed proof if she was cheating on me. 

I didn't have that kind of money and Joe said if I wanted to put twenty-five hundred down on a credit card, he would charge the balance later. He promised me that if Candy cheated on me he would get me the proof I needed. He would keep me updated daily by e-mail.

I went home wondering if I was doing the right thing. I knew I had to get past these suspicions. If she isn't having an affair I would do my best to make this marriage work. On the other hand, if she was cheating on me, I would start divorce proceedings.

I picked up my kids at Mom's and went home. Candy had left work early and came home and packed her bags for her trip. She kissed the kids and told me, "I'll see you in four days," she said, as she laughed at me.

I really didn't want to be home alone. I took the kids and went and visited one of my friends. They had kids and we enjoyed the evening together. They asked about Candy and I told them she had a mandatory convention to go to and would be gone four days. I did mention I couldn't get off of work since I had used up my vacation.

The next day I stayed at Mom's for dinner. Charly showed up and at first I felt a bit awkward. She knew Candy had gone to Atlantic City. After dinner we all sat around and watched TV. I felt good just having Charly near. Before we knew it we were joking and playing with the kids.

"Charly, what ever happened to the DNA tests you took of me and the twins?"

She became more solemn. I was a bit worried and then she said, "You were right. You are their biological father. I'm sorry I doubted you. I really am happy for you, they're wonderful kids."

Again I could see she was sorry she had interfered. There is no way I could stay mad at her. Deep down I guess I always knew we should have been together but now it was just too late.

I went home that evening, put the kids to bed and went to my computer. I had received some information from Joe.

He told me that he saw Candy, Julie and Bill Akers sharing a table. He said he walked over to Julie and she recognized him. He told her he was there for a few days for a vacation. Julie introduced him to Candy and Bill as an old friend.

He went on to tell me they invited him to sit with them at their table. He pretended to be interested in Julie and asked her to dance. Bill and Candy got up to dance also. He sent me a couple of snapshots from his phone but they didn't prove anything other than they were dancing close.

He explained his plan to me that he was going to date Julie and would have an inside track on what went on. When they all went to their meeting the next day he was going to plant a mini camera in their rooms. He figured if anything went on that's where it would take place.

Friday after work I went home before going to Mom's to pick up the twins. I wanted to check the computer. Joe had a live feed set up in their bedroom. He told me that I wouldn't be able to use it in court since it was taken illegally but I could use whatever he taped as leverage.

He also put an audio bug under one of the beds. He would send me both audio and video files if anything was there to share. I figured it would be the next morning before I would know any more.

I picked up the kids and went next door to visit Ben and Betty Cook. It's been awhile since I have seen them. They played with the kids, who were their grandniece and grandnephew. We talked for a while but they didn't say much about Candy other than we mentioned her trip.

Charly came home and was surprised to see us at their house. Mrs. Cook asked us to stay for dinner. She made macaroni and cheese for the twins. We stayed rather late, I wasn't in a hurry to get home. This felt more like a home to me.

I got up early the next morning and checked the computer before the kids woke up. My worst thoughts were realized. Joe told me after the meeting that he met up with Julie, Candy and Bill and they went out for dinner and drinks.

When it was time to go to their room he asked Julie to his room for a nightcap. Bill went to his room and Candy to hers. He sent a video of Candy talking to Bill on the phone. She told him it was safe to come back that Julie had called and said she was staying the night with Joe.

When Bill got to the room, Candy put her arms around him and began kissing him. I could hear them talking. "God, I missed being with you. We had to make sure we were safe to be together. I need you to make love to me," said Candy.

They stripped and began having sex. The first thing she did was take him orally. All I could do was shake my head; she had to be really drunk to give me oral sex. I watched him fuck her twice before I just shut off the computer. I had seen enough for now. I had two little kids to take care of.

I called a lawyer friend and told him I needed to know my rights when I asked for a divorce. I told him I have tapes and pictures of her with her lover. Even though they might not be admissible, I wanted custody of my kids. We talked for a long time and I let him know I would be back the following week, probably to file for a divorce.

I didn't want to be alone. I needed someone to talk to and I wanted it to be Charly. The problem was I didn't want her to get drawn in on the divorce. Candy already said she would involve Charly if I tried divorcing her.

I decided to call Candy at the hotel. She answered her phone and sounded like she had been drinking.

"Candy, you haven't called so I thought I would call you. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine, meetings all day and Julie and I had dinner together. I'm getting ready for bed now. It's been pretty boring over all. I have to take a shower, I'll see you in a couple of days. Bye."




Mixed Emotions



I knew she was lying. I heard a man's voice in the background. She didn't even ask how me or the kids were doing. I'd probably have pictures of her later.

As I was sitting and playing with the kids there was a knock at the door. I answered it and it was Charly. "Hi, thought you might like some company," said Charly.

She came in and we talked. She was the one person that I could always talk to. She asked me why I was so gloomy and I told her that she was right. Candy was cheating on me and I was going to divorce her when she came home.

"How do you know for sure, Jeff? I was out of place telling you about her possible affair at her work place. You can hardly divorce her over rumors."

"I'm having a PI following her in Atlantic City. I know it was wrong but I had to know for sure. He sent me some files on her and a Bill Akers having sex."

"Oh God, I'm so sorry. That fucking bitch! I ought to kick her ass," replied Charly.

"I'm worried about the kids. I told her if she went to Atlantic City, I might divorce her when she gets back. She laughed at me and said she would tell a judge about me and you."

"But we've never done anything wrong, only talked. She doesn't have anything against us. I almost wish she did," responded Charly.

"What?"

"Keep your shirt on Jeff. It means I always cared for you and sometimes wondered what if we were together. Haven't you ever thought about me like that?"

"Many, many times, but I was stupid and went after your cousin. The rest is history."

The kids were in bed and we talked of what could have been. As much as I wanted to hold her and kiss her, I was a married man. I was going to honor my vows. If I didn't I would be no better than Candy.

"Jeff, if you get divorced, I'll be here to help you through it. I'd never abandon you. You'll always be my best Bud." I did give her a hug.

It was near midnight and I didn't even want to check the emails. I had seen enough that morning. There was a knock on the door and it startled Charly and me. "Who could it be at this hour?" I wondered.

I heard the rap again and got up to answer it. There were two highway patrolmen standing there.

"Are you Jeffery Holder?" asked the officer.

"Yes Sir, but what... why are you here? Especially at this time of night?"

"May we come in? We have some very sad news to tell you."

"Sorry, yes please come in." They saw Charly sitting there, I figured they were wondering who she was. "Mr. Holder, please sit down."

"What's this all about? I've been home all evening," I said as I sat down. Charly hadn't said a word.

"Mr. Holder, are you married to Candy Holder?"

"Yes I am. She's in Atlantic City. What did she do?" 

"She was killed in an auto accident, Mr. Holder. It happened a couple of hours ago."

I was stunned; I couldn't speak. I sat there stunned.

Charly spoke. " Officer, Candy is my cousin. I'm here to help Jeff with the kids. Can you tell us what exactly happened?

"We got a call from Atlantic City where an accident occurred. We were asked to notify the next of kin. She had her purse and drivers license and we were asked to contact Mr. Holder. We're very sorry for your loss."

"I talked to her a few hours ago. She said she was going to take a shower and go to bed. She never drove while drinking. I was always the designated driver."

"She wasn't alone Mr. Holder. She was a passenger, but it was her vehicle. Are you familiar with a Bill Akers? He was driving her vehicle and was driving under the influence."

"I've met him a couple of times. Why was she with him? Did he die also?"

"No, he's in critical condition in the hospital. That's all we can tell you for now. If you need more information you can contact the Atlantic City police tomorrow. Again we're sorry for your loss."

Chapter 3

After the officers left, I broke down and cried. Thank God, Charly was there, she cried with me. My thoughts were coming way too fast. 'What should I do now? Her parents deserve to know, my parents need to know also.' I wondered if I should wait till morning to call anyone. What was to gain to interrupt their sleep?

Charly said she would stay with me tonight. I shouldn't be alone.

"What will people think? My wife was killed and you are in my apartment?" I asked Charly.

"I don't care what people think. I'm not leaving you here alone. Besides, tomorrow is Saturday and I can help by watching the kids while you notify people. Jeff, we'll get through this, I promise."

I told Charly to take the bed and I'd sleep on the couch. I wouldn't be getting much sleep anyway. It was after two in the morning when Charly went to try and get some sleep. I went over to the computer to see if Joe knew what happened.

First, I got some files of her and Bill kissing. Then she was undressing in front of him. The phone rang and she was talking to me. All the while Bill was fingering her and rubbing her tits. After she hung up she finished her drink and got dressed. She and Bill left the apartment.

After that I had a long e-mail from Joe but no audio or visual files. "Jeff, if you're reading this you must have been told of Candy's death. I'm getting off the case now. No use wasting your money. I'll be back in town tomorrow if you want to see me. We'll just call it even for the advance. I was able to take the bugs and camera out of Candy's room. I know the police will be searching it. Sorry for your loss."

At seven, I called my parents and told them about Candy's death. I did mention I didn't know the whole story but that she was a passenger in her car. An agent where she works was driving her vehicle. I didn't know any more than that but I would find out more today.

Mom was crying and told me she would be there for me. I told her I would see her later and now had to call Candy's parents. Bob, Candy's father answered the phone. "Jeff, is something wrong with one of the kids? It's only seven."

"Bob, I got a call early this morning and Candy was killed in an auto accident in Atlantic City. The police stopped here and told me." I heard Bob break down. He told his wife Alice and I heard her scream in the background.

"Are they sure it's Candy?" asked Bob.

"Yes, they had her purse and it was her car. She was with a fellow employee who was driving. I think they hit a post but I don't know. I'll find out later today. I'm calling the Atlantic City police department."

They asked me to keep them informed and if I needed anything to give them a call. I made a pot of coffee and tried to figure out what I would do today. Charly had gotten up and came in the kitchen and just gave me a hug. We held each other for what seemed like a couple of minutes. She had tears in her eyes.

After the kids got up, we fed them and Charly got them dressed. I dropped them off at Mom's. Charly told me she would tell her parents about Candy.

Mom said she would keep the kids all day so I could do what I had to do. I had to contact the Atlantic City police department. I also wanted to talk to Joe Miller.

I contacted the police first. I explained to them who I was. They asked a lot of personal questions verifying I was Jeff Holder.

"We're sorry for your loss, Mr. Holder. I'm guessing you want some particulars in your wife's death. She was a passenger in her vehicle driven by Bill Akers. Preliminary tests showed both had consumed enough alcohol so that they were drunk.

"Mr. Akers hit a light pole at a high rate of speed. Your wife didn't have on her seatbelt and was found pinned under the dashboard. The impact had broken her neck. The medical examiner said she died very quickly."

"What about Bill Akers? Is he still alive?" I asked.

"Yes, he is in very critical condition. He is in surgery as we speak. He sustained major damage to his lower extremities. His chest was crushed against the steering column. He will be going through more surgeries. He has a fifty-fifty chance of survival at this point."

"He isn't going to be able to go scot-free if he survives, will he?"

"No Mr. Holder. He will be charged with vehicular homicide in the death of your wife. He was drunk well beyond the legal limit."

"Sir, what do I do now? You know, my wife's body and all."

"I would suggest you get a lawyer and he will handle having the body sent to a mortuary of your choosing. We will also send her personal belongings with her body. I'll fax an accident report to your lawyer for all your insurance purposes. Again Mr. Holder, I'm very sorry for your loss."

After speaking with the police department, I got hold of the lawyer I had talked to a week before. He was surprised to hear from me so soon. I told him about the death of my wife and asked if he could help me out. He said he would meet me in a couple of hours at his office.

He received the fax about the accident and they would be sending my wife's body to the funeral home that I had chosen. They said it would be a couple of days. The lawyer said he would take care of all the legal matters. We had our insurance company to deal with, plus my wife's life insurance where she worked and God knows what else I might need to do.

Later he would deal with any other legal matters that arose. I was thankful to have a caring lawyer.

The next person I talked to was Joe Miller. He was very sympathetic with my situation. He told me he stopped sending files when he heard about the accident. He said he was with Julie at the time. He wasn't aware that Bill and Candy had left the hotel until he didn't see them on the visual.

I asked him if there was anything he could add about the accident? Why wasn't Candy wearing a seatbelt? What did the police mean when they said Bill was having surgery on his lower extremities?

"Jeff, I talked to a friend at the police station. Are you sure you want to know these things? The press got the same story that you were told."

"So, what wasn't I told, Joe?"

"Candy wasn't wearing a seatbelt because she was giving Bill oral sex. When he came in her mouth she went to get up quickly and hit the steering wheel. He lost control and she fell forward under the dashboard as he hit a light post. She literally bit off his cock. It was in her mouth when they found her. I'm not sure if she choked on his cock or broke her neck first."

"What a horrible way to die."

"According to the report she didn't suffer long. As for Bill Akers, he will be suffering for a very long time. He did get his cock sewed back on but he'll be lucky to piss out of it. He collapsed a lung, broke a number of ribs and damaged his spleen. They might find more damage while they are operating. If he makes it through all of that, he will face vehicular homicide charges."

I thanked Joe and needed to talk to Charly. I called her and she met me for coffee. "What is it Jeff? What did you find out?"

"I don't know how much I should tell everyone." I told her the whole story that Joe had told me.

"Don't tell it to anyone, Jeff. Don't ruin the memories that everyone has of her. Just go along with the printed story that says they hit a post and she was killed. You can say they were coming back from a dinner. You have no reason to get even with her. She is the mother of your kids and you want her parents in the kids' lives. Nothing would be gained by spewing insults about her. You're much better than that."

Charly was so much more level-headed than I was. I had a copy of the police report and that's what I told people.

Candy's parents help me pick out the funeral arrangements. I felt they needed a way to mourn. Charly suggested it. She also said she would stay in the background during the services. We had a nice service and it was well attended by my friends and by Candy's friends and fellow employees. I knew that some of them were aware of her cheating on me by the way they talked to each other.

I stood there with Candy's parents and greeted everyone. Mom and Dad paid their respects and went home to watch the kids so Charly could come to the funeral home. I wished I could have hugged her longer and sat beside her but it might not have seemed appropriate.

After the funeral I had a long talk with Mom and Dad. It would just be too hard for me to care for the kids myself. We all agreed that I would move back home to my parents' house. I could have my old room back and the twins could share the spare room.

I started back to work after taking time off for the funeral. I didn't work any overtime. I really didn't have a need to. One day I got a call from my lawyer and he told me to stop by Candy's employer. It was to pick up her personal things and they had the life insurance check as well as money from Candy's savings plan.

Most of the employees paid their respects again but I could see that some, like Julie, did their best to avoid me. I wanted to yell at them and tell them that I knew about Candy's cheating and how two-faced they all were but like Charly said, "Let it go." 

Because it was considered an accidental death I received a hundred thousand dollars, plus a few thousand from her savings. I took the money and put it in the bank for now. I figured I would invest it later for the kids' education.

I also got a large payment from the auto insurance company. They paid for accidental death and for Candy's car. My lawyer had talked to Bill Akers insurance company also. I actually collected more money from his insurance company since he was driving Candy's car.

I paid my lawyer his fees and thanked him for not bringing up the possible divorce. He just smiled and shook my hand.

****

Life was back to some thing like normal. To say I didn't miss Candy would be a lie. She was my wife and the mother of my kids. I cared for her but I guess she just wanted more than I had to offer.

The kids were growing and speaking a few words. They was funny how they began calling the older women in their life, Nana. That would be their Grandparents and also Charly's mom. The younger women like my sister and Charly they called Mama. How they knew any difference I didn't know. I did know I was Dada.

I wish I knew what was a normal period of morning. I wanted to get serious with Charly but I wanted to wait the proper time. I was still mixed up and doing the best I could. My parents were wonderful in helping me. They treated Charly like another daughter but they have always done that.

Candy's parents would come and see the kids or I would take them over to see them every week. They treated me ok but I doubt I was ever on their favorites list. A few months had gone by and they asked if they could throw a birthday party for the kids at their house.

Everyone showed up, my parents along with my sisters family. Charly and her parents were there also, seeing they were relatives. Bob had asked to talk to me alone and we went in the other room.

"Jeff, I guess you know that we didn't want Candy to marry you. Everyone wants the best for their kids. I now know that you are a good person and the truth about Candy. I did a little investigating and found out that Candy had been cheating on you.

"I know you knew about it but did all you could to keep anyone from knowing. It could have really ruined her image as well as our family's. I want to thank you for that. Alice and I both want to see you go on with your life. You have mourned enough for such a young man.

"We feel you should get back into dating and maybe find a wonderful wife for our grandbabies. Again we want to thank you for the respect you showed our family."

I had tears in my eyes and hugged the big military guy. I knew it was hard for him to say. I didn't ask where he got his information but didn't disagree with it either.

We had a great party for the kids. Before I left I told Bob and Alice that they would always be in the kids' life no matter what my future brings. 

One weekend Charly came over all dressed up and asked to see Mom. She looked beautiful.

"Why are you all dressed up?" I asked.

"I'm going to a party next weekend and wanted your mother's opinion on my outfit." Before I could say anything else Mom came into the room.

"You look gorgeous, you'll have all the boys chasing after you. Doesn't she look beautiful Jeff?" asked Mom.

"Yes she does." I wasn't sure what to say. I was about to ask her out on a real date this weekend and here she was all dressed up and finding the right clothes for a date. I was afraid to ask who she was going with.

"Thanks Mom, I better go home and change. Talk at you later, Jeff." She walked out smiling.

"Mom, has Charly been dating?" I asked.

"My Lord, of course she has. She doesn't go out very often because of school, homework and watching after you and the kids, but yes she's been on a few dates. Why do you ask?"

"No reason in particular. I just never knew it. She usually tells me everything."

"Do you really want her to tell you about her dating? I don't think so. She's a wonderful person and I want the best for her just like I want the best for you."

Charly came back over later and we sat on the porch and talked.

"You looked beautiful earlier," I said.

She kind of laughed and said, "What do I usually look like?" I knew she was joking.

"Charly, how come you never told me you dated?"

"Jeff, you were going out with Candy and before I knew it you two got married. That pretty much took me out of the picture."

"Where's the party at that you're going to?"

"It's not actually a party but a wedding of one of my classmates. It's in Columbus so we have a room for the night."

I heard the word 'we' and my stomach tightened up. I felt sad and wasn't sure what to say.

"Good thing he has more money than me because I couldn't afford to stay at the hotel," said Charly. I was so mixed up. I thought we could finally get together and now this.

"Who are you going with Charly?' I asked.

She stared at me before answering. It seemed like minutes but was only a couple of seconds.

"You, Jeff. I want you to go with me to the wedding." Now I was really confused.

"Are you saying you want me to take you to the wedding? What about this other guy?"

"There isn't another guy. I want a real date with you not just a buddies' night out. I talked with your mother and she told me to do it this way. You needed to be shaken up a little. So are you going to take me? Your Mom said she would watch the twins."

Mom walked out on the porch. "Did you ask him yet, Charly?"

"Yes, I'm waiting for his answer," replied Charly.

"Of course I'll take you. All you had to do was ask."

"This is an important date Jeff. I'm really sticking my neck out here. I'll be introducing you to all my friends at school and not as my buddy."

Saturday came and I picked up Charly. She looked so beautiful. I wished it was us getting married. I cared for her so much. We checked into the hotel and she did have the room in my name. I had to laugh when they asked me for my credit card. Charly stood there and was almost laughing.

We went to our room and I realized that Charly and I would be spending the night together. Of course I knew it but didn't give it much thought. We freshened up a little and headed to the wedding.

After the wedding we headed to the reception. Charly introduced me as Jeff, her boyfriend. I loved the sound of that. We sat at a table with some of her friends and it was like seeing another side of Charly. We danced and I held her close.

I watched her dance with some of her friends. She kept looking at me while she danced. I think she knew I was feeling jealous. Finally I was with her again. I kissed her, it just happened. It was sweet yet passionate.

"Was it like kissing your sister?" She laughed at me because that's what I said to her when I was eleven. I just kissed her again.

At the end of the evening we went back to our room. Charly asked me to unfasten the back of her dress. She slipped it off and went into the bathroom. I took off my suit and shirt.




Mixed Emotions



Charly stepped out in a red negligee. She looked so damn sexy. I still had on my briefs and a tee shirt. "Jeff, before we go any further I need you to tell me you love me. You know I've always loved you."

"Charly, it took me awhile to realize that the reason you were always my best friend was that because deep down I loved you. The problem was I found out too late. Please forgive me, I love you with all my heart."

We kissed and turned off the lights. The only light was coming from the bathroom. I kissed Charly over and over. "I just put the negligee on and I already have to take it off." Charly was smiling.

She had nothing on underneath it. She sat on the edge of the bed. "Do I need a condom, Charly?"

"No, I've been on the pill ever since you got Candy pregnant. If I had sex, I wanted to be protected."

She lay back on the bed and I got between her legs and began kissing her trimmed mound. "You smell so damn good," I remarked. I kissed her mound and then worked down to her pussy.

I spread her lips and was ready to stick my tongue in her when I saw her hymen. I wasn't sure what to say. I was glad she spoke.

"I said I took birth control pills, I never mentioned that I had intercourse. Just be gentle with me, or I'll kick your ass." We both laughed.

I kissed and sucked on her pussy till she became very wet. I got up and got a towel and slid it under her butt. I took off my shirt and briefs and began rubbing my cock against her pussy entrance. I held her legs up and then put them on my shoulders.

"Easy, Baby," she said. "I'm ready whenever you are."

I gave a slight push and the head of my cock went in. It busted her hymen. "It's ok, Jeff, that wasn't too bad, keep going." 

It was only minutes later when we were making love. I used long slow steady strokes. She felt so good. She was telling me how good it felt and how much she always loved me. How could I have been so stupid and blind my whole life to not notice?

She began to come and she was moving her pussy in rhythm with me. We sped up and she screamed out. I pushed my cock all the way into her and held it there while I came. 

She used the towel to wipe off the blood and our cum. She threw it on the floor and got in the middle of the bed. I got another towel and put it under her ass. I lay next to her and began rubbing her breasts. She wasn't really big but her tits were very firm.

I leaned over and began sucking on her nipples. It wasn't long before I was entering her again. She felt so hot and so good. I made it last as long as I could. After I came the second time, she turned over on her side and I cuddled up against her ass. Before I knew it I was fast asleep.

When I woke up the next morning we were still laying the same way we went to sleep. I felt a morning hard-on coming on and pushed it past her ass and into her already wet pussy. She pushed back against me and it wasn't long before we both came.

She got up and took a shower. Afterwards I took one also. When I came out of the bathroom she had us both a cup of coffee but first she told me how wonderful I was and kissed me.

On our way home I asked her to elope with me and we could go get married. She didn't answer so I asked her again. "Charly, would you like to take off with me and become my wife?"

She looked over at me. "No Jeff, I won't elope with you and get married."

I was shocked. "I thought you loved me, that being together last night was to show our love for each other. Why won't you marry me? Is it because of the kids?"

"Jeff, I love you more than anyone and nobody loves those kids more than me."

"Than why won't you marry me? I don't understand."

"I never said I wouldn't marry you. I said I wouldn't elope with you. Ever since I was a little girl I always wanted that big wedding and me in a white gown. I know I told you that a thousand times while we were growing up.

"I want the church wedding and my Mom in a beautiful dress and Dad walking me down the aisle. I'm an only child and I would never take that away from them. If you want to wait till I finish college, I'm in my last semester. We can get married in June at the beginning of summer. By then we can find a place to live and I can have the wedding I've always wanted, along with the man I've always wanted."

I know I had tears coming down my cheeks. I told Charly it must be my allergies.

"Jeff, no one know you better than me and you don't have allergies." We both laughed.

We told my parents and Charly's about the wedding plans. Her mom and dad were so excited. My Mom had tears in her eyes, she has always loved Charly but would never interfere in my life.

Charly said we had to go see her Uncle Bob and Aunt Alice, Candy's parents. They seemed a bit surprised when they answered the door seeing me and Charly together. Charly addressed Bob but both he and Alice were together.

"Uncle Bob, I need to talk to you. Jeff and I are getting married in June. We would like your acceptance. I know there were rumors flying about that Jeff and I being intimate while he was married to Candy. I stand here before you to tell you it isn't true. We never as much kissed while he was married. I can't say I didn't care for him because I did but at the time he chose Candy. Jeff and I stayed friends but I swear we were never intimate."

Bob walked over and gave Charly a hug. "Charly, I believe you and besides I know you don't need my permission to marry Jeff. Alice and I wish you both the best. I can't think of another woman that I would want to be the mother of our grandchildren."

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Time was going by and we went house hunting and found a nice place with a yard for the kids. We put down a down payment to hold it for us. After Charly graduated she spent most of her free time planning our wedding. She did find a job at a local doctor's office.

I help her as much as I could sending out invitations, help with the catering and of course spending time with my kids. They were now calling Charly, Carwee. It sounds so cute when they say it. Pretty soon they will be calling her Mommy.

The wedding went even better than planned. Charly looked like an angel in her white gown. The kids wobbled down the aisle as ring bearer and flower girl. After we said our 'I Do's' we all headed over to a hall for a large reception.

After the reception Charly and I made love most of the night. We then took a trip for a few days to Branson, Missouri.

When we arrived home we went to our new home with banners and signs welcoming us home. The twins along with our family and friends were there to greet us.

Epilogue:

It's been four months since our wedding. Charly is now officially 'Mommy' and she loves it. I'm still Dada. Everything has been wonderful. Our kids have six wonderful grandparents that love them. Mom still watches them while we work but Betty has been spending a little more time with my Mom. We do our best to see Bob and Alice at least once a week. They are always welcome to our home.

Charly just came home and told me to sit down. She had something she needed to tell me.

Again my emotions were mixed up, expecting the worst.

"Jeff, I stopped taking the pill a couple of days before our wedding. I'm here to inform you that you are one potent man. I'm pregnant!"

I broke down and cried. They were tears of joy.

It might be the end of the story but the start of a great life with a woman I have always loved.

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DG Hear.