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33 Years Is a Lifetime

By: magmaman



It had been 33 long years since he saw her last. That day could just as well have been the day before, though, it was that fresh in his memory.

Dan's mind flashed back, as he sat in his car in the airport parking lot. Patty was a vision then, her body perky and soft, yet round with the exhuberance of youth. Her perfect B cup breasts were always partially exposed, she was that kind of woman.

"Sizzler" outfits were the dress of the day, incredibly overly short outfits with matching underwear designed to be shown off. The tops criss-crossed, breasts were almost supposed to show in peek-a-boo fashion.

Dan really liked that look. Patty wore those outfits everywhere.

It probably was what had attracted Dan to her in the first place.

Blessed with the long and flowing reddish hair that had every color possible for a woman to have mixed in it, then freckles everywhere, topped off by the gold wireframed round glasses?

Lord. One look was all it had taken.

She had slipped the extremely hot plate across the counter to him, telling him to be careful. The restaurant where she worked the breakfast counter always heated the plates, it was something that Dan liked so every morning he stopped to eat before heading on in to the gas station he owned.

The old lady in the kitchen had hands that always seemed to be moving, plates heaped with food rattled up to the window counter.

"Order up!" She would call out as her daughter Sylvia flowed up and down the row of mostly men, filling coffee cups and sliding plates back and forth.

Sylvia was tall, slender, her hair pulled back in a tight bun. She could give as good as she got, the men all loved her and teased her without mercy. Sylvia teased right back, nobody appeared to even notice that she was homely as a mud fence.

Then one day apparently someone did overlook that part, Sylvia hooked up with one of the regulars and Patty took her place.

Where Sylvia had been full of constant banter, Patty just reeked raw sexuality. Dan took note of that instantly, of course, so did everyone else.

There was a flash of the creamy white tops of her breasts as she leaned forward to set down the plate, her own hand covered by a hot pad. Dan looked, the lighter portion blended into brown, the freckles on that darker part of her skin seemed much more pronounced.

The word was smitten. No doubt about that at all. Patty caught his look and hesitated, then flashed a smile, her green eyes met his and the look was one of interest.

Dan knew he wasn't bad to look at, he was a solid 6 feet tall and 200 pounds, in shape with a slender waist and very broad shoulders. His upper arms rippled with muscle from his nightly efforts at home with the heavy weights.

Add in the fashionably overly long natural blonde hair, combined with a deep tan, and yes. Dan had no problems attracting his fair share of females.

One look at this amazing young woman and he wanted her. When she caught his look, an impish expression crossed her face and her eyes held his before turning away to tend to other customers.

That evening at home Dan's current girl friend Sarah called. It was around 9 PM, normally Dan at least called her for a chat, even more normal would be that they got together and did something. Sometimes it was just a drive out to the park overlooking the river, sometimes they caught a movie, or just hung out around the house.

Dan glanced at his watch, surprised. He had been sitting there with the TV on, just thinking about the redhead, sipping a beer.

Usually by around 9 PM he and Sarah were naked on the bed, or the couch, or the floor. They were often together, and nearly always mostly naked, too. Sarah was a very tiny brunette, overly heavy in the bust. Barely 4' 11", or so she claimed but the truth is she was just short of 4' 10". She weighed only 90 pounds, Dan could encircle her waist with his hands.

It had taken Dan over a dozen dates to get his hands inside her blouse, and another half dozen to get her pants off one night at the house.

Sarah had mildly resisted his efforts that evening, but then finally her own hormones got in the way. They ended up making a bloody mess of his bed that first time.

After that it was like Sarah just could not get enough. Up until then Dan had been with perhaps a half dozen different women, and he knew he could make a phone call and pick one of them for a nice night out, capped with sex.

After that one time with Sarah she became the item, and he just never called any of the others again. A couple had gone so far as to actually call him instead, but he mentioned he was seeing Sarah regularly, as he kindly put it and they all soon gave up.  

Life became Sarah and experiments. She was always trying something new to tease him, there was no doubt that once started with her sexuality, she liked it.

Hell, Dan liked it too.

Dan had decided he was happy, there was lots of sex and he and Sarah got along fine. They often shared cooking duties, trying new and odd combinations. He would wake up to find her busy cleaning things around his house, putting things away. She sometimes wore just a pair of panties, the big breasts bobbing as she puttered around. Dan would lie there on one elbow and watch her until she noticed him. Sarah's breasts were easily as fine as any movie star on the planet, he could spend literally hours looking at and playing with them.

"What?" She would say when she looked up, knowing full well what his reaction was.

"Nothing, I am just looking at you."

"Doesn't that thing ever go down?" She would giggle.

"Not with you around!"

"Well, I better fix it then." She would drop what she was doing and head towards him with a smile. Dan loved those moments.

Dan seldom put anything away but he would get up and start helping her when she began to clean up, organize. Sarah always went back to her folk's house although sometimes it was pretty late or even the next morning. Her dad's name was Charles and he had long since accepted Dan as the future for his daughter.

There were a few hints from that corner from time to time. Then one day Sarah mentioned that her Dad was thinking of buying her a small house. She made sure that she took Dan over to look at it, wanting his approval.

Dan knew what that meant, he really wasn't concerned or upset, it all was just like a natural progression of things.

The idea of marriage had popped into his head, and he was actually getting close to asking her. He knew of course that she was going to say yes.

Then that morning at the coffee shop, one look at the redhead and Dan suddenly had doubts. One look was all it had taken, there were sparks in the air, he found his mind wandering at work to the way she smiled and looked at him.

It was just a week later, Dan had been struggling with himself but now he stopped in every morning, then again for lunch later in the day. Sarah had been over a few times in the evenings that week, and Dan found he was having visions of Patty while making love to Sarah.

She noticed, going so far as to ask him if something was wrong. He just shook his head no, muttering about working too hard.

Just a few short weeks later, his life changed.

"Hey, some of us are going on a picnic down at the park by the river this afternoon. Wanna come?" Patty flashed that bright smile that made Dan's knees weak as she set his breakfast in front of him.

"Sure!" He answered, forgetting he had plans to pick up Sarah after work and maybe take in a movie or something.

Dan rushed home after work, took a quick shower, grabbed his bathing suit and a bottle of wine and headed out the door. At the river he parked his Plymouth Duster right next to the little white Nova that he knew Patty drove. 

It didn't take very long to find the party. Two other young women were sitting there on a blanket wearing bikinis, Patty had on a lime green bikini that was actually a bit on the conservative side.

Two young men sat with them chatting. Patty spotted Dan and jumped up, trotting his way. Lord she looked fantastic. She took his arm and led him down to her friends, introducing him all around.

Dan instantly forgot everyone's name, all he could think of was Patty's hand in the crook of his elbow, her soft breast pressed against his arm.

She sat right next to him on the blanket, so close he could feel the heat from her body. Everyone was laughing, Dan did his best to join in but mostly he was only aware of Patty sitting next to him. Every once in awhile her hand would reach out to touch his leg as she giggled at someone's wisecrack.

After all the usual laughing and drinking, the evening began to cool and everyone gathered up and drifted away. Finally it was just Dan and Patty, she stood up and pulled a soft sweater around her shoulders against the evening chill.

They walked holding hands back to their cars. She turned to him expectantly, Dan leaned down to kiss her soft lips. That made his head swim, she responded and pressed tightly against him. He let his hands drift to her waist, it felt so soft and wonderful. He struggled in his mind over what to say, how to ask her to come with him.

"I will follow you home." She whispered into his ear, a husky tone in her voice. He nodded, got into his Duster. Several times he glanced up on the way home, her headlights were right there.

Unlocking the door, he glanced at his watch. It was after 10 PM. He held the door for her.

"Want some coffee?" He asked.

"No." She turned to him and they kissed again, then they were tugging at each other's clothing.

Her body naked was also a vision, there were freckles everywhere, her pubic mound was covered with hair the same color as her head. Dan did things that night that had never crossed his mind before. He was trying to please this woman, he knew damn good and well that he was not her first, so he became determined to be her best.

Her body felt strange at first, larger and softer than Sarah's tiny and extremely firm flesh. Her taste was womanly, musky, it almost drove him mad with lust. It took a very long time for Dan to finally be completely exhausted.

The Sun was shining in the window when he woke up. She lay there naked, leaning on one elbow, just watching him.  Then she got up and went into the bathroom, took a shower. She came out drying her hair, totally unconcerned with being completely naked in front of him.

Dan began to erect again at the sight of her in the bright light, Patty glanced down and saw that and grinned. She hopped on the bed and straddled his legs, her sparsely red hair covered lips spread open almost obscenely, then she reached out with both hands and began to masturbate him.

Dan lay there watching her breasts jiggle as she worked his penis furiously, grinning as he blasted off into her hands. She reached out and spread his sperm all over his chest.

"God I love to do that! You really have a nice looking dick, I like it when they still have the foreskin, it slides back and forth. So many guys don't have one, and I don't like the little ones." She said.

She reached down and took his now softening penis in one hand, slid it back and forth a few times, just staring at it.

"Well, I gotta go to work!" She hopped off the bed, went in and washed up, then reached into her carry bag and put on the white uniform type dress she wore at the restaurant.

Dan noticed she put on nothing else. That confirmed the suspicions he had had from watching her work.

Patty caught the expression on his face.

"I never wear any underwear." She giggled. Then she was out the door. Dan lay there thinking as he heard her car start, then fade out of hearing down his driveway.

She had a change of clothes with her, so she had expected to end up with him, he thought. Her attitude about everything was so completely different than what he was used to.

Sarah called later that day. She sounded a bit unhappy, wanting to know why he hadn't picked her up. Dan apologized, saying something came up. The conversation got pretty lame after that, finally Sarah hung up.

It almost sounded like she was crying. That made him feel badly, but he shook it off, telling himself that he wasn't married, and he really hadn't made any commitments.

He realized that Sarah probably didn't see things that way, but what could he do about it?

Dan stopped in at the restaurant, Patty was busy serving the customers. The place had seemed to improve some with her working there, he had to wait until a seat at the counter opened up.

"Hi, big guy! The usual?" She asked. He nodded, she jotted down his order and hung it on the little wheel in front of the kitchen.

She was so busy it was hard to talk much to her, finally he asked her if she wanted to come out after work.

"I can't, I have a date tonight. How about tomorrow night?" She said.

Dan hadn't really expected that, but what could he say? He told her sure, that he would stop by after work. She smiled and went to wait on another customer. As Dan got up he noticed a tall young man a few seats down from him was glaring at him.

He could figure out that part. Dan was parked down the street in the shopping center when Patty got off work that afternoon. Sure enough, she came out and got into a car driven by the same man who had glared at him.

Unhappy, but also feeling a little bit guilty for spying on her, he drove home. He sat and tried to watch TV but he couldn't concentrate. Finally he reached for the phone and called Sarah.

Her Dad Charles answered. Normally Charles would chat, this time he sounded mildly miffed. He said that Sarah had gone out with one of her girl friends and wouldn't be back until probably pretty late. Dan hung up, then he just went to bed. He lay there and tossed and turned, drifting in and out of dreams of Sarah and then Patty and then back. He woke up, realizing he had ejaculated in his sleep. That was something that almost never happened.

He stripped the bed and changed the sheets, took a shower and dressed for work. Then the phone rang. He reached for it quickly, thinking it was Sarah.

"Morning, Dan." It was Patty.

"Hi!" He answered, surprised.

"I just wanted to see if you are up for tonight?" Then she giggled.

"Yea, sure. Hell, I was up last night!" He laughed at his own wisecrack.

"Sorry about that, I had already made the date with Sam before I was with you so I figured I should keep it."

"That's OK. I understand."

"Anyway, I am looking forward to being with you again. You are lots better."

That made Dan hesitate.  "Lots better?", She said?

"You mean you and that guy....?"

"Sure, it's no big deal. Besides, he was kinda quick and not very big. Are you going to stop by for breakfast?"

"Yea, I guess. It just surprises me a little. I guess we really don't know each other that well yet, and of course you have boyfriends from before."

"Before? Oh, I see what you mean. No, Sam and I never went out before. He took me to see a movie, then we went over to his house for awhile. It's no big deal, after all I did tell him I would go out with him. Well, see you later today." Then she hung up.

Dan really didn't know what to think. Patty and the way she was just turned him on but she seemed to be on the relaxed side about sex and everything in general. He wasn't real sure he could deal with that.

Later at breakfast, he overheard a different man ask Patty out. She turned him down, telling him she already had a date for the evening. He asked about later, she just smiled and told him "maybe, we will see how it goes."

Then she glanced down at Dan sitting there, smiled and went back to work.

That night Patty lay back in one of his beanbag chairs with her legs spread as wide as they would go as he licked at her without mercy. He could sense her struggling to climax, finally after a solid half hour of his efforts she whimpered and shuddered. Then he slid up into position and slid inside her, using every bit of will power he had to last as long as possible. When finally he could not hold back any longer he just let it fly.

Later, as they lay cuddled up beside each other in bed, he simply asked her.

"No, I never have had a climax with a man inside me." She said.

"Really? But do you ever...?"

"Yea, sure. When you licked me that first night I did, and again tonight. But not inside, I don't know why not. It's OK, I still like it!" She smiled and kissed his nipple.

Then she slid out from under the covers and straddled him, once again taking his penis in her hands. Again she had her legs opened widely, making sure he could see her.

"This is what I really like to do!" She said, as she began to stroke him. It was completely obvious that she knew exactly what to do, she built him to a climax that didn't actually end there, it just built up to a higher and even more powerful one.

It was something that Dan had just never exerienced before.

Two days later things came to a head with Sarah. Dan had become so involved with the situation with Patty that he had neglected her. Having missed another date he made with her, she demanded to know what was going on.

Dan really didn't want to say it over the phone but she insisted, so he just told her that he was seeing another woman. That was met with a long stone silence, then she exploded.

All he could do was take it, he felt bad when she broke down into sobs over the phone. Finally they hung up, he knew that part of his life was over.

Dan and Patty became an item very quickly, for several days after she moved in things seemed fine. She still teased all the men at work, Dan didn't mind that. She also kept a perfect house, in fact, she was almost obsessed with that.

In bed she was always willing, but her favorite sexual activity was to use her hands on him. For some reason she loved to do that.  Things began to evolve into her doing that to him more than anything else.

The first sign of trouble was when he stopped in a bit early one day at her work to find her leaned over the counter talking eagerly with some guy. He was rather obviously looking down her blouse and she was rather obviously letting him.

There were a few snappy comments back and forth about that that evening, she finally ended it with yelling that it was good for tips and then went into the bedroom, slamming the door.

The next one was when she and one of her girlfriends went off to the beach for a "girl's day out" as Patty put it.

He watched from up above as she and her girlfriend sunbathed topless with several guys around. Then after an hour or so Patty and one young man walked over to where a nearby tent was set up and went inside. They came back out about a half hour later, the guy had a big grin on his face.

There was another big fight that night, Dan was accused of spying on her and he accused her of fucking around.

"I didn't fuck him, all I did was whack him off! Hell, you know I like to do that!" She once again slammed the bedroom door.

That was when she said it.

"WHAT in the HELL is the matter with you??" She yelled through the door at him.

Dan knew it was the beginning of the end. He tried to cope, but he could tell when he was losing ground.

Then one day he came home from work, it was Patty's day off. Her car wasn't there, and as soon as he opened the door he knew.

Everything was gone. Not only all of her belongings but quite a few of his, too. The relationship, if it could be called that, had not lasted very long.

There were several days of deep depression, a few phone calls from his crew wanting to know where he was, then finally Dan managed to get himself up and going.

He buried himself in his work, tending the islands at his gas station, that helped. One day blended into the next, all he did was work and go home, get up the next day and go to work again.

He looked up one afternoon about a month after Patty left to see a car pull in, the man told him to fill it up and headed for the rest room. He started the pump and reached for the tools to clean the windshield.


33 Years Is a Lifetime



"Hi, Dan." He heard a voice. Glancing in, he saw Sarah sitting there. It had been almost two months since he had last seen her.

"Oh, hello." He kneeled down next to the window to chat with her.

She asked how he had been, all the usual. Their banter was light and happy, easy, just like it had always been between them. He was just about to ask her if he could call when he heard a voice behind him.

"What the fuck are you doing, bud?"

Dan stood up. The man driving was back.

"Sorry, I was just....we are old friends."

"Yea, well, she is with me. Just do your damned job." He gave Dan a menacing stare.

Dan glanced at Sarah, she just shrugged and looked away. He finished up and went inside his office.

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26 years is also almost a lifetime. Dan's life went on, he met and married a nice young woman named Lee. She was tall, slender and easy to be with. Two kids came along, Todd and Sheila. There were the good times and bad, the usual illnesses they nursed the kids through. There was a small house, they outgrew that, then a larger one, finally they moved to a small acreage in the country.

Todd became a fine strapping young man, they both cried the day he boarded the airplane for a war thousands of miles away. Sheila was off to college the next Fall.

It was just a few months later when Lee began to show signs of not being happy. There had always been an undercurrent of that but two children to care for fill a life right up. Once they were grown and gone it was like everything was different.

Life became boring, every day was the same.

Both Dan and Lee knew it, too. They kept up the pretense for a few months, until finally one day she sat down across from him and said she was leaving.

Dan was torn between not really minding and wanting her to stay. He had begun to realize when she had suddenly gone on a furious diet, her tall and slender body had become what is politely called "matronly" over the years.

Then she began to exercise, in a few short months she was right back to the 135 pounds she had weighed when they met. She colored her hair to hide the spackles of grey, her manner of dress changed to bright colored dresses, nice slacks with pretty blouses.

Dan knew.

The divorce was almost peaceful, the truth is that he and Lee were friends. That was what it had actually been all along, friends. Their lovemaking had started out at a furious pace, then it became once a week on Saturday, then it slipped to being a rare event.

There really wasn't any excitement in their union, and neither one of them ever had any kind of involvement with others. They were just...married, sharing life and kids and assets.

After the property sale and the splitting of assets were done, Dan found himself fairly well off. He and Lee had put money aside in the stock market regular as clockwork for years, mostly at her urging. There had been a high tech boom and their splitup came at what turned out to be close to the high point of the market. One fund was up over 1000%, several others were close to that.

Same for the property, the rental house in town sold for an easy 10 times what they had paid for it, the country property did almost as well. The small acreage and house they had paid just $75,000 for sold for nearly a half million which surprised Dan.

Lee had been the one to see opportunity, Dan just went to work and ran his fueling station, nothing much ever changed there. He didn't even really have any regrets, the wife he had had for so many years now was almost like a memory of something that happened to someone else.

Money was not now an issue. Dan still went in every day to the gas station even though he had no real need to. He now owned the property, after long since buying it out from the first independant oil company he leased from. Then he had picked up a franchise with another larger company, all was just fine.

The repair shop he had run was long gone, now it was soda pop and beer, chips, things like that.

Then the next development came, it was a surprise out of the clear blue sky. Dan was checking his emails on the computer in his office, he saw one he didn't recognize, almost deleted it.

Then curious, he clicked on it.

It was from Patty. It was a short and happy message, mentioning her three kids, that she ran a real estate company now, and that she was single again. She added that she was "fairly well off" and "planning a vacation."

It ended with "Drop me a line and let me know how you are doing."

That vision from so many years before, never forgotten completely, popped into his head. The young girl, barely eighteen, sliding the overly hot plate across the counter towards him, that impish grin on her face.

It caused a reaction in his lower body, something that had actually become a bit of a rare event.

Dan hit "reply", it took him over an hour of typing, then deleting, then typing again to get his response right.

"Hi! Nice to hear from you, I am happy you are doing well. Nothing much changed here except I am single again myself, the kids are all grown. I am still running the old gas station, and doing fine.  Dan"

Her reply was almost instant, she told him she was going to be in town for a week, perhaps they could "do lunch?"

Dan agreed to that, he made a date to pick her up at the airport.

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Thirty-three years is a long time. Dan sat nervously in the airport parking lot, he could see the big jets coming in and leaving. It had been many years since he was on an airplane himself, he had found out quickly that they wouldn't let him wait anywhere near the unloading ramp, or even park anywhere close. So he sent an email from his laptop, telling her which parking spot he would be waiting in.

The jet he knew must be the one she was on came in, it was just a few minutes later when he got the message telling him she was picking up her bags and would be out in a few minutes. Dan got out of his car and paced awhile nervously, then he walked over to the end of the exit ramp into the lot.

He spotted her hair in the crowd first, there was no missing that mass of flowing red. Then she came down the ramp.

The slender young woman was gone, the round wire frame glasses were gone. It was replaced by a mid fifties woman easily 30 pounds heavier. The green eyes he remembered were now blue, contacts of course. The only thing that seemed the same was the hair and the huge expanse or bare breasts showing at the top of the pale green dress she wore.

Of course Dan should have expected that, but in his mind was still the vision of the slender young woman, so it came as a bit of a shock. His hand came up and brushed back his own hair, now more white than blonde and heavily receding. He knew he carried an extra 30 pounds of his own on his mid section.

He saw her eyes moving back and forth, she saw him and looked away, then realizing, she looked again. That familiar bright smile flashed across her lips, she dropped the single suitcase she was carrying and piled into his arms.

Dan knew instantly that there was no bra under there, it also popped into his head that there probably should be one. Then he led her to his car, they went for a quick lunch at a local buffet place he knew of that had a wonderful salad bar.

The conversation was easy, it was all about bringing each other up to date on everything. Bragging about their kids, the usual. After the meal, Dan asked her where she was staying.

"Just any hotel, I guess?"

"I have a spare room at my condo." He answered, almost instantly regretting saying that. While he was happy to see her, that undercurrent of the pain she had caused him was still there.

"That would be neat, if you don't mind." She gave him that familiar wicked grin he remembered from decades before.

They went and got into his car and drove over to the condo he now lived in. After the split with Lee, Dan had purchased the place, it was only six blocks from his place of business so he could just walk to work. He could have lived in any of the houses he owned, when the housing market started downhill he had pulled his excess money from funds since they were paying nearly nothing, and started buying up property for cash. The condo was just handy, plus it was nice. No lawns to mow, nothing to fix.

Foreclosures had made for some extremely good deals, one area no more than a half mile away had an entire block long row of similar houses, and Dan now owned all of them.

Once inside, Dan showed Patty the spare bedroom. There was a bath off to the side of it, the condo he owned was very nice. Patty looked around in appreciation.

"You seem to be doing very well." She smiled.

"Yes, comfortable I guess." He touched the button on the big screen TV, the cabinet opened and the news program he usually watched came on.

The new President was giving a speech, something about how much money the government was spending to create jobs to try and fix the mess the last President made.

Dan turned down the sound, started to head for his easy chair when Patty came out of the bedroom.

She was stark naked. 

Dan blinked a couple of times, looking her up and down. He had thought from the way her body had looked in the dress that she would have rolls of fat but she didn't. She was thicker, heavier than he remembered. Her hips were wider, her bust larger, and her breasts each had a medium sag to them. There were no tan lines, she was light brown all over.

"Where do you keep the towels, Dan? I need to take a shower." She asked, that sly grin on her face.

"I...uhhh....they are in the cabinet in the bathroom, off to the right."

"You look surprised? Well, you have seen me naked before, it's no big deal." She turned and walked back into the bedroom.

Dan shook his head, sat down. Same old Patty, he thought. He heard the shower start, it ran for what seemed like an hour. He clicked the sound back on just in time to hear the new President say something about being on an "unsustainable course."

"No shit!" He thought to himself and turned the sound back down. The shower stopped, then a few minutes later Patty came out of the bedroom. She had a towel wrapped around herself, and was using another smaller towel to dry her hair. She plopped down on the couch across from him, leaving her legs open carelessly. He could see the patch of red pubic hair clearly, her vagina had lips more prominent than he remembered.

Dan could not stop himself from looking.

He felt himself starting to erect, and did his best to keep that from happening, to no avail. For some reason he just was not ready to take this to any next step, but Patty was sitting there all but nude, drying her hair and totally unconcerned about it.  

Just like she always had been.

Dan took note of her face, the lines were fairly harsh. She looked like a middle aged woman that spent too much time in the Sun. Then the towel she had loosely tied at her bust slipped down, baring her left breast. She made no move to cover it back up. The way she was sitting made it point downwards, her bust was much larger than he remembered. As he watched, her nipple flattened out and looked softer, just like he had seen happen before.

He remembered being delighted when she looked like that.

She was still just as completely at ease with being naked as she always had been.

She caught his look.

"Two kids changes things." She grinned at him.

"Yes, I guess so." Dan answered, still trying his best to keep from becoming erect. Her comment about two kids went right over his head.

"I see everything still works for you!" She giggled.

Dan couldn't help but blush. Patty stood up, letting the towel drop to the floor. She walked across the room and squatted down in front of him, letting her legs spread out past each of his knees.

"Let me." She said, reaching for his pants. In very quick order she had both hands wrapped around him, stroking him to a full erection.

"I think you got even bigger!" She said, her fingers teasing the head with one hand while holding his foreskin drawn back with the other.

Then she leaned forward and took him in her mouth, something she had never done before when they were together. Dan felt his testicles tighten up, she quickened the pace and sucked down firmly, he had no way to control himself and he let fly. She didn't stop, just kept right on.

"God, I love to do this!" She said finally, leaning back, both hands still busy.

"Are you still as good at licking pussy as you used to be?" She giggled. Dan got the hint, pushed her back right there on the carpet and returned the favor. She climaxed much more quickly than he remembered, he felt himself erecting again as her full lips became more and more swollen. He slid up into position, she was wet and ready, her legs spread at what seemed to be an impossible angle. Dan's penis slid inside her easily, then her hips rolled upwards and she began to thrust at him. He felt her inner muscles begin to contract, she was having a vaginal orgasm!

He almost felt like he was young and strong again, virile. The woman before him faded into the slender sexual beauty he remembered, the fantasy was clear as a bell in his mind.

Dan just kept on, she was actually lifting him upwards with each motion of her hips. Then he could not hold back once again, he let fly over and over as she groaned deep in her throat.

It had been a very long time since Dan had had sex, the last time had been with his wife Lee, several months before they broke up. His life had evolved into one of solo sexuality, and he had resigned himself to that fate. There were women that came into his station from time to time that showed interest of course, but Dan didn't have any interest. They mostly all looked old to him.

"That was so good!" Patty muttered. Dan allowed himself to slide out of her, then he stood up. He reached for the damp towel she had dropped on the carpet, wiped himself quickly and handed the towel to her, She used it to catch the sperm dribbling out of herself, then wiped up.

"Now I need another shower!" She grinned, hopping up and heading for the bathroom. Dan was right behind her.

"I really didn't expect this." Dan told her later, as they lay cuddled up on the couch.

"I did!" She answered. "I never forgot how you were, it has been a fantasy of mine, being with you again."

"Really?" Dan responded, surprised.

"You gave me my very first orgasm. Then it took me a long time to learn how to have one...inside." Her hand was stroking back and forth on his upper leg.

"So how did you learn that?" He asked.

"I always had a fantasy..of you...when I was with someone. Then one day it just did and I have ever since. You and I got so close before, several times. I always loved you, Dan!"

Life took another of those sudden turns that seemed to be the way Dan's life always went. He went to work each day, came back to the condo to find Patty naked and ready to go. Sex became a daily occurance, some days several times.

Dan actually found that he was sore after the first couple of days but that soon passed. The one week she planned to stay became two, then a month.

Dan began to think about perhaps making it permanent, but while he was having fun he still was just not sure.

Back in a deep recess of his mind was that memory of coming home to find her gone, plus the times he knew for a fact that she had been with others and thought nothing of it at all.

One day he was making out the deposits for his rent checks, Patty seemed really interested in that, even going so far as to look over his shoulder at them.

"You really are doing good!" She smiled. After that, Dan was a bit more careful about keeping things to himself. The sex was good, she was fun to be around, but deep down inside he realized he just didn't trust her.

That undercurrent of something not being quite right, it was always there in the back of his mind. Those same old feelings he had had so many years before were still there.

The other thing was she showed no signs of going back home, to where her real estate business was. A couple of times he tried to talk to her about that but she always changed the subject, mentioning her staff on hand took care of everything.

Then a few times he came home and she wasn't there. When he asked her where she had been she always said shopping, but she didn't seem to make any purchases.

One day he came home early and she wasn't there again. He noticed her laptop was plugged in but closed, sitting on the coffee table. Usually she kept it in the spare bedroom, where she would sometimes go in the evenings. She never mentioned anything about what she was doing, and Dan had never asked.

Curious, he opened it and hit the button. It lit up in seconds, so he clicked on the email program. She was using outlook, and it was an older version.

He had it open in 30 seconds, the third password, "patty2091" was easy, just her name and the last four digits of her Social Security number. He opened the sent files, there was a string of emails to a person he knew was her daughter. There were a couple to addresses he didn't recognize, he opened them and found that she had been doing some online sex with a couple of guys. Then he opened one of the most recent to her daughter, feeling a bit guilty about snooping but he had a sickening feeling.

The first one he opened was a discussion back and forth, one line mentioned that she "Had him right where she wanted him" and that soon he would "pop the question."

The answer was a question about "How much he had" and Patty's answer that she had found over a dozen homes paid for and a pretty good cash flow.

He almost laughed when he read the line from her about being sure there was no prenuptual agreement.

Dan shut down the laptop, he could figure that part out.

Patty came home about an hour later, her eyes mildly widened when she saw her laptop sitting there but Dan kept a perfectly straight face. He had very carefully put it back exactly as he had found it. She gathered it up and moved it to the spare bedroom.

The next time Dan was alone he did some online searches on his own computer. It is amazing what a person can find out with a bit of effort. The real estate company that she claimed to own was actually owned by two brothers. She was just an agent. He found the 5 marriages and 5 divorces, each one ending up with her getting a pretty good chunk of assets. How much, he never did discover completely but that didn't matter. Each marriage seemed to last just 3 to 5 years.

There was one arrest for prostitution at age 21, another one at age 22. It seemed she had attempted a stint as one of those underground "massage" therapists.

Then there was the case of fraud that had gotten her a six months to a year stretch in jail in Idaho, out on good behavior in three months. That one had been just one year before she had contacted him. 

He found the birth certificate of just the one daughter and one son. He remembered clearly her comment about three kids. It seemed there was nothing that was truth about Patty.

There was probably more but Dan saw no need to bother.

The next day he told her that maybe it was time for her to go home.

Patty looked at him in surprise.

"What did I do?" She asked.

"Nothing, it's just that I am more used to living alone. I mean, this was all fun but it has been almost two months. It's time for this to be over."

"What the hell is wrong with you? I thought you liked me?" She demanded, her face now angry. That line brought back some memories.

"Not a thing, Patty. Not a single thing. I just plan on keeping what I have. I have no intention of marrying you."

"You BASTARD! You think you can just fuck me and dump me?"

"Patty. You fucked me, not the other way around." Dan replied calmly.




33 Years Is a Lifetime



She was packing that same afternoon, then she called a taxi.

"I just want you to know one thing, I was faking it!" She said, with an angry look on her face.

"Yea, I know." Dan started laughing. Of course he knew better, but what the hell? The door closed behind her and he was alone again.

Dan sat down on his couch, clicked on his TV. Then he did something men just don't do. He cried like a baby. It seemed like everything in his entire life just always became fucked up.

Later that night Dan also did something he had very seldom done. He went out drinking. A night out drinking for him meant about three all told of course, but still. He had to get out of the condo, he just could not sit there all alone.

By midnight, he ended up in what was a topless bar in a seedy section of the city's east side.

He had no idea why the huge sign outside read "topless" because all the dancers up on the stage were mostly stark naked.

As he sat and watched, nursing a whisky and coke, one young woman came out and began to dance. She was tiny, large busted, and seemed to be on the shy side compared to the others. She also looked to be older than the rest, he guessed her to be in her late 20's or middle 30's.

The appearence was one of being slightly out of place compared to the other dancers that all looked to be impossibly young.

She looked vaguely familiar, but the light was on the dim side. He got up and went to the front row by the stage. She smiled at him, then danced away. By the 3rd song she was still wearing her bikini top and bottoms, he noticed the other men at the front row were getting impatient, starting to look around.

Dan tipped her a $5 bill, she leaned down to pick it up. He realized he was looking at the spitting image of his girlfriend Sarah from many years before. She shyly took off her bikini top, displayed herself to him for a moment. Then just before the song ended, she slipped her bikini bottoms off, danced around for a few seconds and vanished into the back.

The resemblence was amazing, the same large breasts, the same impossibly slender waist. the same dark hair.

Just a coincidence of course, but still. Dan found it fascinating.

Later, he saw her come out and head for the bar, the bartender served her a coke. She sat there not looking around, in fact, she looked like she was miserable if anything. Dan got up and went over to her. 

There was something about her, it was a complete impulse. Normally he would never even think of actually approaching a woman like that. Every relationship he had ever had had been either an accident of a slow development, after the few short term affairs of his youth.

"Mind if I sit here?" He asked.

She just shrugged.

"So what's your name?" He asked her.

"Dana."

"Interesting, my name is Dan."

She just nodded. Dan kept trying, it took some time but finally she relaxed and he got her to talk.

She told him she was dancing to make money, because she was taking care of her mother who was recovering from breast cancer. The story actually tore at Dan's heart, she seemed so sad about everything. She had been a secretary working for a dealership, but the economy was in the toilet and she had been laid off.

Dan certainly understood that part. He also had no idea at all why he was talking to her, a combination of her looking so much like a ghost from the past and the few drinks, he guessed.

He ended up telling her where he worked, even mentioning he had seen one of his old girl friends recently but it hadn't worked out.

Then she had to get up and do another set, she saw Dan move up to the front row again. She put on a bit better show this time but not much. When the last song was ending, Dan folded up a $100 bill and slipped it to her. Her eyes widened in surprise as he got up and left.

Why had he done that? Dan really didn't know, maybe a combination of the woman not really belonging there, the story of her mother, the drinks and Dan feeling sorry for himself all put together?

Then Dana looked so much like he remembered Sarah looking?

Dan went home and slept the dreamless sleep of the dead, waking up the next morning with a mild hangover. Then he went back to work, back to his normal life.

A week or so later a ratty looking little Volkswagen pulled up to the pumps. Dan looked out and instantly recognized the young woman from the nightclub.

"Hi, there!" He greeted her as she rolled down the window.

"Hello. Please fill it up." Dan went and started the pump, then went back to chat with her.

"I wanted to say thank you for the nice tip, that made a big difference for us." She smiled.

"You are welcome, glad to help. Besides, you are cute."

"You are kinda cute yourself!" She told him, the tone in her voice was an obvious flirtation. He finished filling the tank, collected. She paid in cash, not many did anymore. As he brought her her change, Dan decided to take a chance.

"Say, I was thinking? Would you like to go to dinner with me?"

Dana looked at him for a moment, then smiled.

"Yes. I would like that." She scribbled a number on a piece of paper and handed it to him.

Dan grinned at his success, it had been a very long time since he had asked anyone out.

He called that afternoon, Dana answered. They made arrangements for him to pick her up. Dan arrived right on time, she met him at the door. He was glad to see her dressed conservatively. He took her to a very nice restaurant he knew of, he had made sure of reservations.

It wasn't cheap at all, Dana looked mildly startled when she saw the menu. They enjoyed some wine after dinner, then went into the adjacent nightclub and danced. It was a good time, the conversation was easy. The extreme shyness she had exhibited on the stage seemed to be gone.

He did find out that she was 32, like he had guessed. She didn't even blink when he told her he was now 58, except to mention that he didn't look to be even close to that.

Dan just figured she was being nice.

She mentioned to him that she wasn't going to dance any longer than she had to, that as soon as she found a decent job she was going to quit. That gave Dan an idea for later as he got to know her better, he could use someone to handle the books and perhaps his rental accounts. That was all getting to be a burden, Dan enjoyed working his islands most of all. He seemed to be always a few months behind on everything, then at tax time it all became mayhem.

Back at her place, she stood up on tiptoe and kissed his cheek, thanking him for a nice time.

"May I see you again?" He asked her, holding her fingertips lightly in his own..

"Yes, if you want to." She stepped inside, glanced back and added, "I would like that!" then closed the door.

Interesting, Dan thought. Way too young for him but what the heck. He was a bit concerned, she knew he was well off, perhaps that was the real reason she acted interested?

That night he dreamed of Patty, she was naked and coming towards him, in the middle of everything Patty turned into Sarah. Then somehow it was Dana, reaching out to grasp his erection. It shocked him awake suddenly, the dream had been vivid. He had a hard time getting back to sleep.

He called Dana the next day, they made a date for the following Saturday night. She answered the door at his first knock, invited him in to meet her mother. He looked at her in appreciation, she was dressed in a pretty off pink dress that hugged her curves, her makeup perfect. She was beautiful. Dan stepped inside the tiny and sparsely furnished apartment.

Dana called out as they came into the living room. Dan looked up as a tiny woman with grey sprinkled hair came out. She was wearing a huge housecoat pulled snugly around herself. Her face was drawn and pale but she looked at him and smiled, then her expression changed to one of surprise, then shock.

"Dan?" She asked.

"Sarah?"

Dana stood there with a confused look on her face, glancing back and forth at each of them.

"You guys know each other?" She asked.

"Yes, we sure do!" Dan stepped forward and hugged Sarah. She broke down into tears, Dan felt his own eyes go wet, he reached up and dabbed at them. It took a few minutes, finally she got herself under control and went to sit on the couch.

Dan sat down in one of the chairs as Dana joined her mother on the couch.

"I heard that you have been ill?" He asked her.

"Yes. They had to...." Her voice trailed off, she looked away with a blush. Dan glanced at the housecoat she was wearing, the answer was obvious.

One breast was clearly missing, the cloth lay flat against her on that side.

"Oh. I am sorry. But you are going to be all right?"

"Yes, the treatments just make me sick is all. But I am about done with all of that now and they tell me there are no more..signs. So how have you been, Dan?"

"I am doing fine, just taking it all a day at a time."

Sarah looked at Dana for a moment. Then she looked back at Dan. She seemed to be steeling herself for something.

"You two are dating? I wouldn't say anything, but now....I guess have to." She looked down, a miserable look on her face.

Dan knew right then. He looked over at Dana. He saw that she didn't have a clue about what they were saying.

"It's OK. We haven't...." He smiled at Sarah.

Dana seemed to be confused, looking back and forth at the two of them, trying to follow the conversation. Then her eyes widened.

"OH!" Her hand came up to her mouth.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked Sarah.

"I loved you, Dan. You seemed to be...happy, I just didn't want to spoil that for you. I have never....been 100% sure but it's pretty likely."

"But you were with..that guy?"

"Yes, I married him. That was a mistake, he was always drunk and mean. Then he knew Dana....he thought that probably she wasn't his, and he was...it just didn't work."

Dana still sat there with a shocked look on her face. Dan looked at her, back to Sarah.

"Mom? I don't believe this. We actually went out, and I was thinking...."

Dan laughed. "Hey, it's all right, we can still go out. In fact, why don't you come along, Sarah?"

"Are you sure? I can be a bit of a burden right now."

"We can manage."

Dana looked over at Dan.

"Dad, huh?" Then she started laughing, that turned into tears, Dan felt his own eyes getting wet again.

They all went out, had a nice dinner. The shock of the situation seemed to have been absorbed. Then as they were finishing up, Dana told Dan that she had to 10 to 2 shift at the nightclub and was going to have to go get ready.

"No, you aren't!"

"I have to, we need the money."

"No, you don't. For one thing, I have a beautiful 3 bedroom rental that just came available this week, it's now yours. And no daughter of mine is going to work in any sleazy nightclub. I have plenty of money. Plus you want to work as a secretary and I need one, how about that?"

"Wow." She said.

"Will all of that work for you?"

"Yes, it will. Thank you Dan....I mean..Dad! Well, I guess so? Oh, the hell with it!" She jumped up and hugged him.

Then she blushed and sat down.

"Oh my God, you saw me..naked!" That suddenly dawned on her.

"I have seen girls before, you looked just fine, in fact, you look just like your Mom."

Sarah and Dana both blushed furiously at that.

"Dan, you don't have to...." Sarah started to say.

"I want to, Sarah. I know I can't fix the mistakes of the past, but by God I can sure start over...and see if I can avoid making some new ones."

Sarah nodded at him.

"OK." She said in a small voice.

That night Dan got home, he sat down on his couch to think. Clicking on the TV, he saw on the news that some rock star had died. It seemed to be causing quite a fuss. He hit the mute button, and sat there thinking.

Then he got up and turned on his computer. He opened up his email program, typed the email addresses of his two kids, Todd and Sheila.

"Hey! Guess what?" He typed, filling them in on what had happened. Finishing it up, he hit "send."

He knew it would be a few days before Todd got back to him, but Sheila would answer by tomorrow.

Then he sat back down and thought about Sarah.

The mistakes of the past would always be there. There might even be more mistakes in the future, but time would tell.

He dozed off on the couch.  33 years is a long time. He knew he had a lot of things to fix.

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Over the next month Dan used his truck to help them pack and move. Dana settled in at his place of business and it was obvious that she was a skilled secretary, in no time at all he could actually find almost any document he needed.

He also saw to it that Sarah and Dana had about anything they needed, he had noticed when he moved them that even food was scarce.

He felt a horrible guilt about that, so he went into overdrive spending money. There was the big screen TV, furniture, then he took the old Volkswagen down to his shop with plans to fix it up. He looked it over and just went out and bought a new one.

"Dan, I can't possibly pay you back for all of this!" Sarah protested when he showed up with the new car.

"I didn't have any plans on expecting you to." He told her.

"Well, I guess all I can say is thank you." She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, just like Dana had done that night on their first date. Then she looked at him, he reached out and took her in his arms and kissed her on the lips.

She pushed him away, Dan stepped back, mildly confused.

"Danny, I am not ready..for anything more. It's been so long. I have only been with two men in my whole life, I just...I just can't!" She hurried back inside and shut the door.

"My God, could that be true?" He thought.

Sarah protested several more times that he was doing too much, Dan insisted that he just wanted to. She finally reluctantly gave in.

Meanwhile, Dana was very quickly becoming his very best asset at the business, in just a few short weeks she had everything under control, even finding some areas of waste that helped to increase profits.

Sarah's health improved rapidly, one day when he was over there she complained that she was getting fat. Dan looked at her and told her that no way was she getting fat at all.

"I weighed myself this morning and I am 101 pounds!"

"Well, it's hard to tell for sure, you are always wearing one of those big robes."

Sarah looked at him and blushed.

"I don't have very many clothes that look good on me any more."

"You look just fine, and besides, there are ways to balance things out."

"At my age it doesn't matter any more."

"Sarah, you are the same age as me, in fact, a bit younger. You are still a beautiful woman!" Dan meant that when he said it.

Sarah looked him, then she turned to face him. She reached down and tugged the sash on her robe, opened it. There were heavy scars on the left side of her chest where her breast had been. The surgery had been extensive. Her right breast was as he remembered, large and fully formed, now with a slight sag to it.

"Do you still think I am beautiful?" She asked him, her voice quivering and tears forming in her eyes.

Dan took two steps forward and gathered her up into his arms, pressing her bare upper body to himself.

"Yes, honey, I do! I want you, I want us to be like before." He kissed her and held her for a long time.

Just a week later, Dan moved in. Sarah allowed a kiss from time to time, they held hands often but she slept in her room and he slept in his. Dana was in the third one. Other than that, they lived together like a family. Dan made no move to try anything at all with her, it did cross his mind but he knew she was still sensitive about herself, and everything else too.

Then one day she came and sat beside him on the couch while Dana was at work.

"I have something to tell you, Dan."

He sat and waited, her body language suggested some bad news. He was braced for her having a relapse, more health concerns. Instead, she handed him an envelope.

He opened it and read the report, it said "zero" as a possibility. He was mildly confused.

"I had a DNA test done, I got a sample of yours and Dana's and had it tested." She looked at him for a reaction.

"You mean Dana is not....?"

"No."

"Well." Dan folded up the report and put it in his pocket.

"Yes, she is, and she always will be."

Sarah looked at him. 

"Sarah, I want this, I want us to be a family. I love you, and I want you to marry me! I was stupid to ever let you go!"

She blinked, then started crying. Dan reached out and held her. Finally he released her, she wiped at her eyes with a tissue.

"Well? Will you?"

"Yes, Danny. Yes, I will!" She started crying again. Just then the door opened, Dana came in.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing, your mother and I are just getting married, is all."

Dana leaped across the room and piled into the middle of them, hugging and kissing them both.

"Wow, daddy! This is great! Wow!" She kept saying, over and over. Dan and Sarah had a look pass back and forth between them, the decision was unspoken, no need to ever voice it.

It was only two weeks later when Dan and Sarah stood up before the preacher. They decided to spend their honeymoon at Dan's condo, which had been sitting vacant since he moved into the house.

Dan had suggested a cruise, or Las Vegas, Sarah just told him no. She wanted "time alone" as she put it.

That night she came to him, she had on a white negligee that came to her knees. She wore nothing else. He lay back and watched her as she stepped into the room, reaching back to click off the bathroom light. She smelled mildly of soap and a hint of perfume.

Their first joining was gentle, Dan sensed her tenseness. She relaxed after that, over the next several days the old Sarah came right back out. Her eagerness returned, her body was still tiny and slender, although he could now only barely encircle her waist.

She even lost her concern over the heavy scars, Dan didn't mind at all himself. She was Sarah, his Sarah.

Everything fixed, everything fine.

Then a few months later Dana came in and sat down on the couch.

"I know." She said simply.

"Know what?" He knew what the answer was going to be.

"I know I am not your daughter."

Dan looked at her and smiled.

"Yes you are, honey. Yes you are."

"I don't understand, the DNA test says...."

"You are my daughter, your mother is my wife. If we have to adopt you to prove it to you, we will."

Dana leaped into his arms and smothered him with kisses.

"OK, Daddy!" She said.

Dan grinned as she snuggled up against him. Sarah came in from the kitchen, saw them and snuggled up on the other side.

All was right in the world once again.

MGM