Kaitlyn and I left the room and headed back to the lakeside stage. We came up on Brad, Dan and Sean who looked at me with stunned silence. Kaitlyn's phone buzzed and she looked to see a text message. The guys were still just staring when Kaitlyn said "That was Mary. She's looking for me. I'm going to head back to the main stage and catch up with her. Are you going to be here for a bit?"
"I should be. The next couple of shows are going to be good ones. Besides, it's a bit cooler around the lake. Buzz me when you're ready to come back."
"Ok, probably about 30."
"Cya in a bit."
Kaitlyn ran off towards the main stage and I just stared at that awesome ass as it disappeared. I started to take a step and turned. I noticed the guys still staring at me. Dan said, "OK, details, now."
"What???" I asked innocently. I wasn't about to spill the beans. Too much of a chance one of them says the wrong thing at the wrong time. Besides, I knew this was going to torture them for a while. Being single again while they were all married kind of gave me a level of awe. It's not like the separation turned me into some Don Juan, but the guys wanted every detail of every date I had. Not that there was that much to tell. The few dates I had were disasters. Each of the women was more loathing towards her past relationships than the next. And the sex was even worse. My last date did nothing but complain about her ex-husband. She was attractive, about 5'3", 130lbs with long black hair and brown eyes. Her body was pretty fit for a woman in her 40's and she had huge tits. Her summer dress fit her nicely, even if it did show off her slight pooch and a slightly large ass.
When I dropped her off at home, she invited me in for a "night cap". I figured I might as well get laid, so I followed her inside. After all the talk about how bad her husband was in the sack, I figured she might be looking for a good time. After a glass of wine, during which she did nothing but bad-mouth her ex, she leaned in for a kiss. It was like kissing a dead fish. Her tongue came out and she started licking my lips till I opened my mouth for her. She suddenly pushed me back on the couch and climbed on top of me. I had my head on the hard arm of the couch and she was grinding on me like her life depended on it. I was wearing jeans while she wore a summer dress. Thirty seconds later she was screaming like a banshee and I suddenly felt a wet spot growing on my pants. She fell back panting and just breathing like she'd run a marathon. I moved on top of her and tried to kiss her.
"Just give me a sec. That was amazing. And you haven't even fucked me yet."
I started kissing her while she just lay there panting. She finally said "Let's go upstairs and get more comfortable." We got up and she led me upstairs. I got a good view up her dress and saw that she was still wearing her panties. By now my cock was rock hard. At the top of the stairs, I grabbed her hand and pushed her up against the wall. I started kissing her hard and ran my hands under her dress, lifting it up. I immediately went for her tits and found the front clasp. I was glad it wasn't in the back because now I had her bra open and could grasp those huge melons. Again, there was no response from her. Her kisses were lame and she just stood with her back against the wall. What happened to the crazy lady on the couch? I lifter her dress up over her head and she just let her hands drop to her sides. I saw her bedroom and pulled her in. She just got on the bed and lay back with her legs spread. I got undressed and climbed up on top. I tried to give her oral, but she just pulled me up and slipped my dick inside her sopping wet pussy. Nothing. She just laid there. After all of her talk about her ex, I figured she was a firecracker in bed. It turned out to be the opposite. I could have had more passion from a blow-up doll. I did my thing blowing a huge load inside of her and by the time I rolled off, she was sleeping. I just stared at her for a few minutes before getting out of bed, getting dressed and leaving.