"Too late. When I saw you here I sent the pictures. I had over a hundred pictures. I sent some to your kids, some to our friends, some to the newspaper. Every one I sent shows your face. Talking to Helen won't save your marriage. On Monday you will be served with divorce papers. Congratulations! You wanted a good fuck and you got lots more than you counted on."
Alex faced me and didn't see the police car quietly pull up and park two doors down. I did. I stood still and in a non-threatening posture. Alex came off the porch and flew at me. When he got to me he hit me hard in the chest and I went down. Before he could hit me again two cops grabbed him.
"I'll kill you!" He screamed.
As quickly as they could Alex was cuffed and in the back of their car. Helen came out and we talked to the police for a few minutes. Alex yelled threats from the back seat of the car.
When the police left we went inside.
"Did you really send the pictures?"
"No. That wouldn't hurt just Alex. My kids will be coming next weekend for their mother's birthday. If they want to see the pictures I'll show them. I hope they don't want to see them. Seeing Alex's cock in Mary's pussy was almost more than I could stand! I wouldn't want our kids to see that."
"Part of me wanted to open the door."
"Really? Why didn't you?"
"When I listened to him he was telling me how I was going to be alone. He told me how much I needed him. He talked about how important he was. Nothing about how much he loved me, how much he needed me, or even about how he loved the kids. The part of me that wanted to open the door was the part that wanted to believe I could fix him."
"You didn't open the door."
"No. I saw your car and realized Alex was wrong. Over the last four days I have discovered something. I am not going to be alone. I don't need him. There is someone who loves me and loves loving me. There is someone who has loved my kids for years. You were their soccer coach, not Alex. You were with us on the camping trips. You replaced the hot water heater when it leaked. I stood by the door and when I realized Alex was getting angry I called the cops. I talked to them and explained what was happening. I told them he might get violent."
"I saw them pull up out front."
"I was afraid he would hurt you."
"He did. When he hit me it hurt a lot. I wonder if you could kiss my boo-boo and make it feel better."
"Oh, what a good idea! Maybe we should go to the bedroom so I can have you lie down."
My arm around her and hers around me, we went to the bedroom. The room was not as I expected. No bed spread on the bed, No throw rugs on the floor. The room was pretty barren.
"I tossed a lot of what was in here. This isn't Alex and Helen's bedroom anymore. We can get some nice things to make it our bedroom. No hurry though. As long as you are in the bed with me it is our bedroom."
"Should I bring in my stuff tonight or in the morning?"
"Take your time. I suspect it will be later tomorrow when you need clothes at all." She smiled and helped me undress. She lifted her skirt and showed me she wasn't wearing panties. She bent to my chest and kissed me where Alex had hit me.
"I also hurt right here," I said, pointing to my lips. She crawled onto the bed and kissed my lips. I found other places where I hurt and she kissed each of them. I had thoughts about loving her and joining with her but instead I stopped our kisses and said, "I've got lots of emotions going on right now. I love you and I'm excited about being with you. I'm hurting over how both of us were treated. I'm pissed at Alex and at Mary. I'm in my head about what our friends and our kids are going to do and say." I took a big breath. "Can we hold off on the sex and just share the comfort of being together?"
She snuggled against me and said, "Perfect!"
I shut off the light and we slept. Sometime during the night we were both awake and touching. I moved less than an inch and kissed her. That led to another kiss and soon I found her nipple with my mouth and she moaned at my attention. My hand found her other breast and played with that nipple.
"Pull," She said.
When I did she moaned and arched. I let my fingers slip off and did it again. I moved down her body and found her wet pussy.
"Please eat me, Nick! Please eat me forever!"
I worried a little about forever but figured eating her was a better way to die than most ways so I kept licking, sucking and using fingers to let her know about pleasure. She came. A minute late she came again. The third orgasm was stronger than the first two. I backed away from her pussy and aimed my hard cock for home. Her home.
She opened her legs wide and guided me in. Her feet hooked against my ass and she used them to pull me in deep. When I was all the way in she moved her legs again, hooking them behind her own shoulders.
"I'm yours, Nick. Have me any way you want. Slow or fast, deep or shallow, just don't stop!" I put my hands on her tits and felt the hard nipples press my palms. I watched in the dim light as I slid in and out of Helen. I watched her eyes as she looked at me. I couldn't remember the last time Mary had looked at me that way, if ever.
My balls drew up and I felt the impending release. Helen felt it too.
"Fill me! Give it all to me! I want you!"
My comments were less understandable. They came our as a bellow and a moan. As I started to collapse she shifted us and I landed beside her. She started to get up.
"Don't go."
"I'll make a big wet spot if I don't."
"Give it to me. I want it and I want to hold you as I clean your pussy."
She turned and slowly gave me her pussy from above. The first drip fell from her into my waiting mouth before her pussy was even close to my lips. My hands helped lower her opening to my mouth and held her there as I made sure I got everything I could from her. She cleaned my cock.
We didn't hurry and at some point we fell asleep.
At sometime after the sun was up my cell phone rang. Helen's phone rang at the same time.
Helen answered from bed. I ran out into the hall and answered.
"This is Nick."
"Dad, what's going on?" It was Todd, my oldest.
"What are you asking?"
"I called Mom this morning and asked about our visit this coming weekend. She broke into tears and said to call you. She hung up and now she won't answer."
"How soon can the three of you get home?"