I was invited to a gathering of my ex's family shortly after fixing ole Bob's computer and although I don't care for most of the family (divorce and idiotic in-laws can do that), I went enthusiastically. It was at a big restaurant and the occasion was my ex-wife's great aunt Emma's birthday. She was turning 92 but I think most everyone was there because she was rich and they wanted to maintain or improve their place in her will.
I was looking forward to saying hi to some of my ex-wife's family and I also wanted to see how little Kelly reacted around her family with me there. Our two sexual rendezvous were our little secret and I wanted to see her have to play it cool around me. My ex-wife was going to be there and I wanted to see how she acted towards me, too. I didn't know it but I was in for a big surprise. We had been apart for over six months and when I got there she played it cool at first but came on like a gangbuster as the evening wore on. She made sure I had enough food and drink and asked me how everything was going. She had me come over with her and say hi to her aunt. Apparently the family hadn't told Emma of our parting as she hugged me and wondered when the two of us would have children.
My ex seemed really interested in talking to me and tried every way she could to get me to forget she walked out on me and busted my balls in court. Apparently, my ex-wife, with the heart of stone, had been missing our increasingly rare sexual times together. She asked if I had been seeing anyone and I almost cracked a wicked smile, but said not really. She said she thinks the reason she got married to me in the first place was because she hated the whole dating scene. She said it was difficult trying to find someone fun to spend a night with. She said night not evening so I think she was hinting about the after date activities. I politely agreed and looked across the room at Kelly as she flirted with one of the waiters. She had brought along one of her friends and the two of them were flustering the help. She didn't look like one of the two girls in the bar but I couldn't be sure as my mind couldn't get passed how Kelly looked that night.
I think Kelly wanted to tease me a little too, as I drank in her outfit. She had on a black leather mini-skirt with a white blouse that she had tied in the front, exposing her flat and tan stomach. She had on white go-go boots that came up almost to her knees and her hair was braided in pigtails. She didn't have on a lot of makeup but her eyes were done up in black liner and she had a black choker on with a Victorian charm.
Well the night was getting on and I grew tired of playing it nice. I had talked to everyone I had wanted to and didn't want to get caught up in conversation with some of the less than desirable family members so I told my ex I was out of there. She said hold on and went to get her coat. Apparently she had something else to say to me that she hadn't during our two hours plus of banter. I walked across the room and said goodbye to Bob. It gave me a chance to walk by his sexy cock teasing and cock pleasing daughter and see her reaction. She just smiled and told her friend who I was. "That's my aunt's ex-husband,' I heard her say. Catty little slut, I thought and made a mental note to hold that against her. Her friend smiled politely and said hi and that she was pleased to meet me. I devilishly wondered how she'd look bent over her parent's couch with her mouth open. I politely said, hi back and moved on, trying not to draw attention to our conversation.
Bob greeted me with a big smile and told me thanks for fixing his computer. Said it was running great and he was so glad I was able to recover all his files. "It (the info in the files) was worth a couple hundred thousand, thanks," he told me and I kidded him that I hadn't charge him enough.
Debbie pretended not to notice I was there and I made a hasty retreat just in case she didn't really notice me and wanted to say something. I walked outside and was happy I had come. My wife had irritated me but I had got to say hi to a bunch of people in her family that I was friends with and the sight of Kelly playing it cool to me with her friend and family all around her was surreal.
I made my way out to the parking lot and my truck and I found my ex standing there. I hoped in and opened the passenger door to let her say whatever it was that she had to say. She didn't say anything but climbed in instead. She slid in next to me and said something about missing the old truck and riding with me. I frowned and wondered where this was heading.
To make a long story short, she said she knew I was seeing someone now, didn't know whom, she missed me, missed our sex life, didn't want to play second fiddle but if she had to she would and if I was ever horny and wanted to just stop in and say hi, I should feel free to. I almost busted my chin on the steering wheel when my jaw dropped. Now she was my ex and I pretty much hated her but she was throwing free sex in my face, what was I to do? I started up the truck and drove to the back of the restaurant parking lot. I parked in an area that wasn't visible to anyone but those who were forced to park ten aisles from the restaurant. It was a slow night for the restaurant so we were not likely to be disturbed.
My wife leaned over to kiss me and I could tell she was panting already. She liked sex but way to infrequently for my tastes and it was always with conditions. Tonight, there were no conditions unless they were my conditions and I pushed her head down into my lap and she laughed. She knew I loved blowjobs. The messier, naughtier, and wetter, the better. She undid my pants and with me lifting my hips, she pulled them down past my knees. Placing her head back in my lap, her mouth nibbled for my cock through my boxers. Catching my hard-on in her mouth, she playfully gnawed on it.
My cock grew hard and sprang from my boxers. My ex was obviously turned on and I could tell she probably hadn't had any in a while. I figured too, that as hard up as she was acting, she was going to do her best to please me so, even though we were divorced, so I might want more in the future.
She hungrily put the head of my cock in her mouth as it poked over the top of the plastic band on my boxers. She pulled down on them to release my cock and tried to get as much of it in my mouth as she could. I was taken aback by her eagerness and wondered how many times she had masturbated thinking about the old times. In the past, my ex would suck my dick but would act almost bored doing it and it was almost always as a form of foreplay. She would tell me it made her gag and that it made her jaw ache. But now she was willfully going down on me in the back of a parking lot, with her whole family less than 100 yards away. I couldn't believe my luck.
Reaching down beside me, I pulled up on my ex's dress and she lifted her hips up off the seat to accommodate me. That's another thing she never would have done when she was married. If she ever gave me a blowjob, it was always with a hands-off policy attached. She didn't like me fiddling with her pussy, breasts, or ass. Now she was helping me reach around the back of her to feel up her ass.
She had on a nice navy blue evening dress that hung to her mid-thigh and it took some struggle to get the fabric bunched above her hips. She had on a g-string and I had to laugh to myself because she never wore anything like that. She would rather have her cotton panties show panty lines than wear "those tight, uncomfortable things".
Wanting to see her reaction, I pulled up on the back band of her g-string and heard and felt her moan on my cock. The thought of the small patch of fabric between her legs splitting her engorged pussy lips and sliding across her tight asshole made my cock surge in her warm mouth.
I let go of the band and reached down between her crack to touch her pussy lips. She was wet and I wondered how long she had gotten herself worked up inside, thinking how she was going to jump me in the parking lot. I wondered if she thought I might try to hit on her in the restaurant and how disappointed she must have felt when I played it cool. She didn't seem to be thinking about that now though, as I heard her deliriously sucking on my hard rod.
