One day I sat down on my bed with my wallet. I had so many old receipts and junk, I decided to clean things up. I pulled out a folded piece of paper. It had a name and a phone number written on it. It said 'Marie.'
Fifteen years ago I had a brief affair with Marie. We had met on the internet. One thing led to another and we decided to meet. I was married at the time and my marriage wasn't working out. Marie lived four hours away from me. We decided to split the difference and get a room half way between us.
I remember how intense our lovemaking had been. Marie was a petite woman. She had long, dark hair down to the middle of her back. She had small breasts and the tightest pussy I had ever experienced. We met a few times but we were both in different places. We decided to part company.
We soon weren't talking anymore and time had passed. I don't know why but I got out my phone and I dialed the number. I was surprised when Marie answered.
"Marie, it's Dennis from fifteen years ago. I hope you don't mind me calling."
"Dennis? I never thought I would hear your voice again."
I asked her how she had been. She was still working at the same company as before. Her son, who was a teenager was now grown and married. Everything was about the same. Marie asked me if I was still married. I told her that I had split from my ex-wife shortly after we stopped seeing each other.
"It's so nice to hear from you after all this time," she said.
I told her the same thing. I got up the courage to ask if she ever thought about me. She said at first, yes, but as time passed, less so. I said the same thing to her. I had to ask. Would she like to get together sometime. There was a long pause.
"I need to think about that. It's been so long now."
I said I would hope to hear from her again. A couple of weeks had passed and I heard nothing from Marie. One evening my phone rang and it was her.
"I'd like to meet if you are still up for that," she told me.
I asked her how she decided she wanted to meet. She said one night she was in bed. She was naked and thinking about me. She was touching her pussy. She remembered when I first entered her with my cock. She didn't tell me this at the time. She said it hurt so bad. She hadn't had sex in a long time. She said my cock felt enormous inside her.
She had fingered herself and came to an orgasm. She decided to call me. We agreed on a weekend when we would meet. I called her later and said I got us a room where we last met. That Friday afternoon I drove to the motel. Marie was already waiting for me. We checked in and went to our room.
We weren't going to waste time. Marie went into the bathroom and I got undressed and got onto the big bed. When Marie came out it was just like fifteen years ago. Marie still had long hair but it was starting to go gray. Her body looked the same. I could see that her small nipples looked hard.
She joined me and we had our first kiss in all those years.
"I didn't want to admit it but I missed you," she said. " I wanted us to be together but you were still married."
I didn't know what to say. I pulled her close to me. I started to suck on her nipples.
"God, I missed that!" She told me.
As I worked on her nipples I brought a hand down to slit. Marie was already wet. I slipped two fingers inside. That really got Marie worked up. A few minutes of that and Marie pulled away.
"I waited too long for this. I need your cock."
We got into our favorite position. I was on my back and Marie mounted me. She smeared her slick pussy folds against my pole. Marie lifted up and my head met her gash. She slowly lowered herself down.
"Damn! I forgot how big you were."
It took some time before I was able to enter Marie completely.
"Just go slow Dennis. It feels like you are ripping me apart!"
