So there I was, sitting in there sun outside my favorite coffee shop enjoying my coffee, minding my own business. I was just back from inspecting a boiler failure in a Midwest power plant. Sad combination of equipment failure and human error, but it was done and I was home enjoying the day.
Then it happened, it was like having the ground open up and my guts fell through. The woman who ripped my guts out. The one that broke my heart and left me for dead.
She was looking right at me and walking towards me with purpose. This wasn't a chance meeting. She was 50 miles from home and not lost.
I was torn between hatred and lust; she looked good, real good. Tanned, great legs that started in heaven and dropped to the ground. Flat taught mid driff that started just below her nice firm little tits and continued to the top of her cutoff denim skirt. Her hair was longer giving it a fuller appearance, the expensive sunglasses I had given her and heels completed the effect. Fucking high heels, she knows that makes me melt, so her appearance was made with considerable calculation. Calculation to melt my resolve to continue to hate her.
Walking up to me she removed her glasses to make eye contact to remove any doubt that she was on a mission.
"Hi can we please talk?" she asks sweetly.
I am thinking a cobra's bite might be sweeter and reply: "What could we ever have to talk about?"
"I am really sorry how things ended with us and have had a year to think about it and grow up some. Can you put your feelings aside for a moment and let me try to apologize?" Jane continues.
I want so bad to say something to cut her to the bone and make her hurt, but I too have done a little growing in our year apart so pausing to collect myself say to her: "Would you like to sit down?"
Taking a seat she sat across from me and as she crossed her legs gave me a quick look up her skirt. She didn't have any underwear on and had let her pussy hair grow out. The last time I saw her she was regularly waxed and was fun but I prefer the natural look.
Anyway, she had me distracted and well knew it.
"Was it ever good between us? Be honest now" She asked.
"Yeah it was great right up to the moment I found you with your head between my ex-girlfriends legs." I snapped.
"Come on sweetheart, if you don't let up we will never get past this and move on." Jane tried to reason with me.
"Janie, I have moved on. I have moved so far past your shit your head would spin."
Jane still trying to reach me softly says: "Hon we can get past this and get to
a better place. A healthier place for both of us."
"Look, I fucked up, royally. I know this, but I can't feel any worse and I know you. You need to let go of this and move on and maybe we can be friends again. I am not trying to get back together, just be healthier. Won't you even try?"
Well I let go of my anger and we talked. She had fucked another guy early in our relationship when I was out of town and my coming home to find her in bed with Mora was the last straw. I tried to explain this to her and how I felt, always wondering if she had fucked someone the night before I came home.
She said she understood and that she had come to admit to herself she was very insecure and always needed reassurance she was desirable to people other than me. We talked thru the coffee on to the cognac and into the evening. Finally our wait person came over and apologized saying she was sorry but it was after closing time.
Both a little drunk I asked Jane where her car was and she pointed down the street.
I told her that I didn't think she should drive and we could walk to my place where I had a spare bedroom she could use. I assured her that her car would be safe overnight where it was.
She took my hand and slipped it up her skirt to her pussy and said: "Does it feel like I want to sleep alone? Can we have one last time together?"
Fuck she was wet, I thought I had caught a whiff of her essence thru the day and now knew I was right.
Pulling my hand back I could see her glistening on my fingers. I ran them across her lips remembering the first time we made love and I had done just this.
Remembering too she repeated what she had said the first time: "Are you going to make me do something naughty?"
I looked up to see past her and found that our young server girl had seen it all and must have been pretty impressed as she had a hand moving down to cup her pussy through her shorts when she realized I was watching. Embarrassed she quickly turned away and hurried off, but just before she entered the shop she gave a quick look back and I winked at her.
Jane brought me back to the action at hand and says: "I didn't think you would remember that!"
I told her I remembered every hot thing we ever did together!
"Baby are you going to take me home and do all the nasty things we used to do together again?" She whispers in my ear.
Having forgotten all the bad feeling of the past I slipped back into the person I was when it was good between us and using the nasty language we loved back then say: "Yes my little cock sucker, I plan on doing every dirty thing we ever did and a few more we never did."
Getting into it herself she says: "I can't wait to get you fine cock back into my mouth once more."
By now we are up the street and almost to my place, groping each other all the way.
As we are at my front door I am fumbling in my pocket of me jeans for the key complicated by thefact I have a very hard dick and Jane has one of her hands down the front of my jeans. We are tongue fucking each other's face when I look up to see the next door neighbor at her door too. As she unlocks her door she looks at me and winks and disappears inside.
Fuck, why do I see her now, why not any of the other times I had stalked her!
But Jane's hand and tongue quickly make me forget and get back to the present.
Finally getting my key into the door, we fell thru and as I slammed the door we backed into it our hot tongues' exploring each other's mouths as our hands did the same to each other's body.
I took her by the hand and led her down the hall.
When we got to the bed room I told her to take off my jeans and show me how much she missed my cock. Without a word and no hesitation she dropped to her knees and opened my jeans. Pushing them down I stepped out of my moccasins and she pushed the jeans the rest of the way off.
