For the last year I have lived in 3 different states searching, in vain, for someone who had the passion, heart, understanding and true inner beauty that my ex-wife has.
Everything I thought was fine between us. Our marriage, I thought, was solid even with the problems we were having with her 13 y/o adopted daughter. The girl was self-centered and thought the world owed her everything. She was jealous of Mary and I and did everything in her power to keep us from a moment's peace even to the point of breaking the lock I had put on the door so she and I could make love in peace.
It got to the point where after they were in bed I stayed awake all night playing on my computer.
Mary began thinking I didn't love her anymore and after talking to a friend, she took her advice and tossed me out.
I won't go into how she did it but there I was escorted out of our home.
That's how it began.
Thanksgiving! One year later.
Unexpectedly she calls.
A year's worth of heartache and anger came swelling up but I put them behind me and talked to her.
Long story short, we spent the whole day on the phone.
By that evening, I had discovered that the problems with the 13 y/o got much worse after I left and she eventually put her back up for adoption.
She too had spent the year searching for love and coming to realize that there was only one man she truly wanted.
We talked everyday for the next few weeks deciding to put the past behind us and start over.
She called her oldest daughter and discovered that after the new year she was going to be moving from the 2 bedroom trailer her and her son lived in to a 3 bedroom house and if we wanted to we could live with her or take over the trailer.
We never even talked about our decision.
Dec. 30th she calls to tell me she is headed to the bus station.
A few days later, I arrived in Tennessee. To my delight, Mary met me there wearing the most attractive short dress, and smiling as big as she did the day I married her.
After retrieving my bags, I walked up to her and was nearly knocked over when she grabbed me and began smothering me in her wonderful kisses.
As we kissed, my hand slid up and down her back and finally came to rest on her ass.
I managed to peek around behind her and found no one paying us any attention so I let my hand continue exploring her ass sliding down to the end of her dress and underneath.
Mary had said during one of our talks that she had abandoned wearing panties and to my delight, I found this to be true.
Her body suddenly tensed up when she felt my hand on her bare cheek and I just kissed her deeper as I began squeezing it.
My finger traced across her ass from cheek to cheek then found it's way to the crack and began sliding up and down it.
She relaxed and began letting out soft moans as I explored and after a bit she wasn't ready when I brought my hand around in front and began rubbing her mound.
She opened her eyes and stopped kissing to protest and instead let out a soft moan when a finger slipped between her lips and hit her clit.
I pulled her back to me again and our tongues found each other as she became wet.
She whispered, "Baby please. Lets go."
We pulled apart and before grabbing the bags that wet finger found my mouth.
I savored the taste and smiled.
We loaded the car and as she got in, I had her raise her skirt up so I could gaze at her pussy.
