xxx story: Two Lost Souls – by T. Foxal. After 9 years, Pete found himself alone, after his wife left him, only to find Sandy, and older woman who, like Pete, thought she had the best, only to be dumped after more than 30 years of marriage.
xxx story: Two Lost Souls – Chapter 1
by T. Foxal
Genres: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male / Older Female, Romance
15 years ago, Pete, who was 23, married what he believed was the woman of his dreams. April was 20, at that time, and was gorgeous. Slim, 5’4”, 110 lbs. with strawberry blond hair. She had a nice rack and loved sex. They dated only a year and were then married. The only thing they did not agree on was kids. Pete wanted them and April did not. Pete thought as time went on, he could change her mind.
After a year of saving up, they bought a nice 3 bedroom bungalow. Granted, it was built in the early 60’s, but the asking price was something they could afford. Over the years, they put in new carpet, and refinished the kitchen to make it modern looking. They even added a deck and placed a hot tub there, and knocked out a window in their bedroom and put in a door, to have easier access to the deck. It was great for late night romps in the tub.
Sex was never an issue for Pete and April. They both loved it and were very active every week. At least 4 times a week, especially on weekends. On many occasions, April initiated the sex. She, I guess, could be looked on as a quasi nymphomaniac. There was nothing she wouldn’t try sexually and loved pretty much everything.
Pete had graduated from college with a degree in business management and landed a job with his uncle’s construction firm. First as a laborer, then learned many of the trades, when it came to home construction. By his 5th year with them, he was a foreman, running his own crew.
April, who never went on to college, was first working for a department store, until a cousin said she could get her in at the local grocery company she worked for. Better pay and benefits. So two years after they married, April switched jobs and life was pretty good.
They always took vacations together and would travel all over. Twice, they went on a cruise, and almost every year, they headed down to Florida in the winter, to just relax and escape the frigid Ohio cold. They also became friendly with their neighbors. Paul and Carol, who were in their mid thirties, with 4 kids, lived on the left side of their house, and Sandy and Bill, who were in their late thirties, and they had 2 kids, a boy and a girl. During the summer, they would go to BBQ’s at one of the houses, or would host them as well. Everyone got along great.
Then about 8 years into their marriage, April started to change. She had moved up in the company and was now an assistant supervisor. She was starting to go to conferences and shows, that related to the grocery industry. Plus, she was starting to hang with new friends. Some Pete liked, but a few others, he did not care for. But, for her sake, Pete was always willing to go along with what April wanted to do.
She always wanted to go to this one bar and be with her new friends. I always went with her, like a sap that I am. But things were changing too, on the home front. Sex was starting to slow down for us. It gradually started to go down to 2 a week, then once a week, and that was usually a Saturday night, after coming home from the bar. This went on for almost a year.
One weekday though, April was off on a Wednesday, and I got off of work early. I figured I needed a little down time, but when I got home, April wasn’t home when I got there. About an hour later she showed up, and she was surprised I was home. I had just come out of the shower and had a towel around me. She said she was going to shower too. I stayed naked and laid on the bed and awaited her return.
When she came back into the room, she had her robe on and I was laying there naked as the day I was born. She told me she wasn’t in the mood right now. I kind of got pissed and told her I hadn’t had her in over a week, so she reluctantly gave in. There was no foreplay or anything, she just laid there, spread her legs. When I entered her, it felt different for some reason. She was already wet, but wasn’t as tight as she normally was. It took like 5 or 6 minutes and I came. She didn’t but she said she was good. She got up and dressed and then made dinner.
It was about 8 months later, right after our anniversary, she came home from work and said we needed to talk. That would have been a big change, since we hardly talked anymore, and if we did, it was always about her work or her friends.
“Pete, I love you, But, I am not in love with you anymore.” She had tears streaming down her face then. “I think it would be best if we went our separate ways.”
“So, Who is he and how long has this been going on?” I asked.
“There is nobody, honest. I just want to explore life. I never really got to date others and see what is out there, and now I want too.”
My mind was reeling now. I never knew what hurt was until she said this to me. Part of me wanted to just shake her and ask “What the fuck is wrong with you?” but I didn’t. I just shook my head and started to cry myself. My perfect little world just came to an end.
“Ok. I don’t want to be an asshole here, so go, if you must. What do you want?”
“Nothing, except my stuff. You can have the house and I will sign over my half to you. All I really need is a bed and a couch. I’ll buy whatever else I need.”
I laughed and said to her, “Seems like you have had this planned out for a while now. But of course you have. I should have known last year, when things changed so much between us. Pretty blind of me, I’d say.”
That night, when I went to bed, I got on my side and April walked in.
“What are doing?”
I looked at her and said, “This is my bed. You can share it if you want, but I am not leaving it. There is the bedroom upstairs. Use that one.”
She just crawled in and went to sleep, like nothing was wrong. This lasted two months, until she found a suitable place to live. It was the longest two month’s of my life. Funny thing was, we never told a soul what was happening between us, not even my parents or her’s. I think I was holding out hope that she’d change her mind.
The day the U-Haul truck pulled in, made it clear to me that my dream girl and the perfect marriage I had thought we had was over. I remember her, and a couple of her friends moving the stuff out. I sat on the back deck while they worked. I took off that day to make sure she took only what we agreed too, which she did. When she was done, she just came to the deck and said bye, and left.
About an hour after she left, Sandy, my next door neighbor came over. She was a super nice person, and asked what the hell was going on. So I told her. She was very nice and also comforting to me.
Sandy is 14 years older than I am, and her husband Bill, is 16 years older. Sandy is a branch manager at a local bank. Bill is into sales, and is always on the road. Usually 3 out of the 4 weeks, a month. Like I said before, they have 2 kids. Bill Junior, who is 32 now, and Annibell, or Annie. She is now 29, and single, but I have to say, is quite the looker, just like her mother. Bill Jr. lives on the west coast now and Annie lives 2 towns over from here. Sandy is in her late 40’s when April left. But, you would never know it. She is 5’4”, and I would say around 135 or so, with blond hair and the nicest set of breast I’d seen on a woman that age. Easily 36C. They have a pool and I have seen her in a bikini on many occasion, and she does it justice, that’s for sure.
Sandy told me that day, that if I ever needed a friend to talk too, don’t hesitate, just come on over. She even suggested that April already had a man in her life, which I also thought, but never said it aloud.
By April of the next year, our divorce was final, and I was already into the bachelor mode in my life. I pretty much kept to myself and just worked and worked a lot, too. The night of the court proceedings, Sandy came over with a roast and all the fixings. She wanted to make sure I ate. I really wasn’t hungry, but I ate anyways, so I would not offend my neighbor. She has a quick wit and was making me laugh, which is what I needed. She did say that it was time I start getting out there again and maybe find someone to be with, or at least a “Buddy” to help a man out. I was shocked when she said that. We never talked about sex, except one time and how it was between my ex and I, before the breakup.
I did follow her advice a few weeks later, and went to a bar I knew April’s sister would frequent. We were still on good terms and we always got along. But that night, she wasn’t there. But I did run into a guy that used to run around with April and her new friends.
Chuck was about 5 years younger than me and when he saw me, he came right up and gave condolences to what had happened between April and I. We drank a couple of beers and shot the shit for a bit. Then he floored me when he said,
“Dude. I knew something was going to happen between you two.” Being curious, I asked why.
“Well, for a married woman, she sure was with those people a lot and drinking and smoking pot all the time. I gave up hanging with them. But I do know she was sleeping with two of them too.”
“She told me she wasn’t seeing anyone, when we split. Guess I should have known better.”
“Hey sorry, I thought you knew. She even came on to me a couple of times, but I did not want the trouble that could follow. She’s hanging with the wrong crowd now, but that’s her problem.”
We sat and bullshitted a little more, but I was pretty down after hearing that shit. I just went home then. I pretty much immersed myself in work. The only socializing I would do, was with family, or my neighbors. I had taken it upon myself to start cutting Sandy’s lawn for her, since Bill was never around, and when he was, he usually was playing golf. In the winter, I always plowed her drive for her too. Sandy was always so appreciative of these things. We had many a dinner together and just sit and talk.
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