Before Mickey left there were always friends of his at our house on weekends. Sometimes it was just one or two, other times there could be six or more. Sometimes they brought their current girlfriends with them.
They were all a great bunch, never any trouble and always respectful of us and our property. We would often have barbecues and as John didn’t enjoy cooking, One of the boys, Jake, used to do the honours.
As well as cooking, Jake was always willing to clean up while the others lounged about.
“Why don’t you relax with the others?” I asked him one day.
“I’m not one for just sitting around Mrs Morris.” he replied. “I’d sooner be doing something.”
“As long as you’re OK with it, carry on.” I said.
I had to be a bit careful around two of the guys. They were always trying to get a look down my top or up my skirt, but Jake was never like that.
When Mickey moved away for work, John announced that he wanted a divorce and moved out. I had my suspicions that he was having an affair and I was right. He moved in with her straight away.
I wasn’t too emotionally upset as I half expected it and my feeling for him had been waning for a while. I got to live in the house as long as I wanted, rent free. We agreed a reasonable financial settlement which meant I didn’t have to work. I still had to be careful with money though.
With all this going on the weekend visits from the gang stopped and I lived a quiet happy life.
One of my regular treats was stopping off at a delightful little coffee shop on my way home from my visits to town. The coffee was much better than the chain coffees and the setting was much cosier and intimate. They didn’t seem to mind how long I sat reading my book.
It was a warm day as I sat in a window seat drinking my second coffee and engrossed in my book.
I sensed somebody close to me and as I looked up a voice said.
“Is that you, Mrs Morris?”
“Oh! My god. Jake! What are you doing here?” I shrieked.
“I’m home for a few days.” He said. “I was walking past when I saw you in the window. I just had to say hello.”
“I’m so glad you did. It’s great to see you after all this time. Sit down, let me get you a coffee.”
He sat down and I went to the counter for his coffee. On the way back I checked him out. He had filled out a lot from his previously skinny self and was tanned. He looked pretty good in his faded jeans and his white short sleeved shirt that showed off his muscular bronzed arms.
“Here you go.” I said as I put his coffee on the table. “You look good. What have you been doing with yourself?”
“Thanks.” He said, taking a sip of his coffee. “I’ve been working on an estate helping to manage the forests. It’s hard work but I love it.”
“You aren’t wearing a wedding ring.” He said looking at my hand. “What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“John wanted a divorce as he was seeing somebody else. It hadn’t been good between us for a while. It all happened just after Mickey left home.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Don’t be. It’s fine. I found life better after it was all done. We still keep in touch now and again. There’s no animosity between us now.”
The cafe was starting to fill up and there was a queue forming outside the door.
Jake said, “It’s getting very busy here. Can we continue our talk somewhere else?”
“OK.” I said. We drank the last of our coffee and walked down towards the river. It was a few minutes walk to the river and on the way I asked him.
“Have you been in touch with Mickey?”
” We’ve spoken on the phone a couple of times. He’s doing OK. I’ll have to get to visit him sometime. It’s strange that he never mentioned your divorce.”
“I don’t think he likes to talk about it. He was cut up about his Dad having another woman and leaving me. I’ve told him it was for the best but he’s still not happy about it.”
We arrived at the riverbank. There is a path that runs along the river and some seats on the river side facing the river and we sat down.
I turned to say something to Jake and suddenly found his lips on mine. I was shocked to say the least. His tongue was licking at my lips. It was my first kiss in a long time and I found myself responding. My lips parted and our tongues explores each other’s mouths.
It was glorious and I was loving it. I put my hand behind his head and held him to me. He put his arm round my shoulder and his hand rested on the top of my breast, his fingers stroking gently.
Finally we came up for air.
“Where did that come from, Jake?” I asked breathlessly.
“I’ve wanted to do that ever since I first met you.”
“If I’d known it was going to be that good, I might just have let you.”
“You were married.” He said. “I’m not a marriage breaker.”
All the time his fingers were making little circular movements on the top of my breasts. I was getting hotter.
He kissed me again and I melted into him. I felt his had on my knee and he started to slide it up my thigh under my skirt.
Oh! God. This was getting interesting. Not wanting to seem easy, I kept my legs closed and they stayed closed until his hand reached my panties. He stroked across my mound. It was like a bolt of electricity hitting me. I could feel myself getting wet, very wet.
My legs parted and his fingers rubbed up and down over my wet panty covered slit. I was wriggling under his touch.
His fingers found the edge of my panties and moved them to one side and I felt his fingers on me, then in me, sliding on the wetness.
He curved his fingers upwards and began to stroke me faster. The pressure on my G spot had me gasping and humping up at his hand. My juices were in full flow, soaking his hand and I felt my orgasm building.
“Don’t stop. Keep doing that, Just like that.” I gasped
He did and I felt the heat spread through my body. My face and neck were flushed with excitement and I came so hard I almost passed out.
Once I had come down from the exquisite heights that he’s taken me to. He slipped his fingers out, leaving me feeling so empty. He took my hand and put it on the bulge in his pants. Oh! How I wanted it, but not here.
“Not here.” I gasped. “Come with me.”
I took his hand, which was wet. I can’t imagine why. I ran across the field dragging him along with me. We got to my car and I drove home. I don’t know how I managed as he had his hand between my legs all the way.
My hands were shaking so much I had difficulty getting the key in the lock. I managed and dragged him inside, slamming the door behind me.
Once inside he had me in his arms again, kissing me with such passion that I was almost orgasming again.
I felt the button on my skirt loosen and the zip go down. My skirt dropped round my ankles and I stepped out of it. His fingers were soon at my pussy again and I was going wild. I wanted him so much but I wanted comfort. I broke the kiss,
“Upstairs.” I said and dragged him up to my bedroom.
He was full on. His hands were all over me and I was loving it. My top and bra were soon on the floor and he was sucking and licking one nipple whilst playing with the other. I was going weak at the knees and holding onto him to stop myself from collapsing completely.