This went on for the next 3 years. I knew a lot about her life and her family. Annie and I got along too, as I did with Bill. But I also knew that things were not a happy time in her household. And now with the kids grown, she was alone a lot of the time. I’m sure I could have fucked her on many occasion, but knowing what happened to me, I could not even think of doing that to her, or Bill.
About a little over a year ago, I got a knock on my door. It was a Tuesday evening. I opened the door, and there stood Sandy, tears running down her face and a bunch of paper in her hand.
I let her in and her hands went around my neck and she started bawling her eyes out. I let her dry and cry, without knowing what the hell was going on. Finally I pushed her back some and said “What the hell has you so upset.
“Look…. Look at these emails I found on our computer. That motherfucker has a mistress.”
She gave them to me and I started reading them. A few had pictures embedded too of this naked broad, who I would say is around 40. She lives in Michigan, which Bill travels too a lot. The letters were very explicit in nature. Mostly telling what they have done and what she is hoping to do the next time they are together.
I got her a glass of wine and took her to the couch, and let her cry herself out some. I even held her for a bit, which she was welcoming a great deal. My thoughts were of him, doing this to her. She is a very nice person and does not need to go through something like this.
After a bit, I finally asked her what she wanted to do. Her response shocked the hell out of me, because Sandy doesn’t normally talk this way.
“What I’d love to do right now is take you into your bedroom, get naked and let you fuck my brains out.” Then she kissed me. Not a friendly kiss, but a full on passionate kiss, with tongue and all.
I pushed her back after about 30 seconds of this. “Sandy. Sweetie. We can’t do this. It would not be right, at least at this time.”
She started to cry again and then said, “I know. I am too old for you, and apparently to old for Bill, the son of a bitch. I lost my sexiness some time back. We haven’t had regular sex in 3 years now. Did you know that?” I shook my head no, because we never discuss stuff like that.
“Sandy. You are a very beautiful, and a very sexy woman. At least in my eyes, and lord knows when Bill decided to put his head up his ass. Trust me, there will be a guy out there for you, who would kill to be with you.”
About an hour later, she went back home and said she has to think on how she is going to confront him. I was skeptical that she would. So many woman say one thing, but for the betterment of the family, never go through with it.
The next night, she came back over and told me she was going to ask him for a divorce and tell him in no uncertain terms, to get the fuck out, when he got home Thursday. I asked her if this is what she really wanted and she said yes. She’d rather be alone than have him spend another day in her house.
“I plan on getting naked, lay on the bed, spread my legs and tell him to take a good look. This will be the last time you ever see this pussy again you cheating motherfucker. The throw the emails to him.”
I kind of chuckled at this. This was a whole new side to Sandy I had never seen before. She even laughed as I was laughing, and I knew she felt good then.
“I will be here if you need me, when this all goes down.”
“Good. I may need some help. He may not like hearing all of this and may get stupid. He has hit me one other time, so I have never forgotten, nor trusted that he won’t do it again.”
On Thursday evening, around 7pm, Bill pulled in, and he went inside. I was up in my office, which is upstairs and the window faces their house, and their bedroom. Her drapes were drawn, but the window was open too. From up here, there was many a time I could see right into their back yard and the pool area. So I have seen Sandy many times, in a bikini, as I have seen their daughter Annie, in one, along with her friends. Trust me, it was a very nice sight.
Before long, you could hear yelling and screaming going on. And then, I could hear the distinct crack of a slap. Not knowing who hit whom, I had to guess he hit her. She was yelling and crying, telling him to get the fuck out and never come back. Then about 10 minutes later, a police cruiser pulled in. After about 15 minutes, BIll was walking out with a suitcase and getting in his car, and he left. The cops stayed for a few minutes more, and it was done.
Sandy called me not more than 5 minutes later and asked me over. I reluctantly went, not wanting to get caught in the middle of it. When she let me in, she was wearing a pair of shorts and a pink polo top, and had a bruise starting on her cheek bone. So I knew who did the slapping now. She fell into my arms and was crying. This lasted about 5 minutes, then regained her composure and started to talk.
“Well, I didn’t get naked, but I was sitting on the bed with all the emails strewn about the bed. He knew I had him dead to rights. He blamed it all on me, of course. Then he admitted he was in love with that woman. I told him good, now pack your shit and get the fuck out. He got pissed then and started yelling at me for going through his emails. I told him he shouldn’t have been so dumb as to leave the browser open to them. Then he struck me and walked out of the room. I called the police. They wanted me to press charges for assault, but I couldn’t do that to him. They did take pictures of me though, just in case I change my mind.”
She started sobbing again, so I held her close. I have to admit, she did feel good in my arms. It had been a while since I had any contact with a woman. Over the last couple of years, I did date on and off, but mostly for sex. And if a woman started to get to close, I would just bale on them.
Sandy said she called Annie, who was now enroute to her mom’s house. So I said I would let her go for now, but if she needed a friend, you know where I am, no matter the time of day.
By November of last year, her divorce was finally done. Because of the abuse and the cheating, the judge awarded her the house and half of their assets, and was to pay support for the next 5 years, plus she got half of his pension. Pretty much cost him his life from this point on, just to get his dick wet.
On Christmas evening, Sandy and Annie stopped by. Sandy knew I wasn’t a big fan of Christmas, since the divorce. Since that time, she always got me a small gift, and I got them something too. But this year I got something just for Sandy. They even brought over a plate of food for me. Her son and daughter in law came in this Christmas. I had been invited, but I begged off, saying I was going to my parents. I did go there, ate, then came home.
On New Year’s Eve, just at midnight, Sandy called me. “I saw your lights on, so I wanted to be the first to wish you a happy new year.” We talked for about 10 minutes and I asked why she wasn’t out celebrating.
“Who the hell wants to go out with an old broad?” I had to laugh and inform her that she is hardly old, and reiterated that she is still young and sexy. She just laughed and said, maybe in your eyes, but not anyone else’s. My dick was so hard then, that I had to stroke it as she talked. When she hung up, I sped up and released a torrent of cum all over me.
About 2 weeks later, a huge storm hit on a friday afternoon. By the time I got home from work, there had to be 10 inches on the ground, and still coming down hard. I got the tractor going and did my drive, then Paul’s, my other neighbor, and then I did Sandy’s. It was after 7pm, by the time I finished, and Sandy just got home from work.
After she pulled into her garage, she came out to me and thanked me and asked me to come over in an hour, and she would have dinner for me, to repay me. I told her she didn’t have too, but she insisted.
I went home and showered and shaved, went down to the basement and found a bottle of wine, from my bar, I had down there in the rec room.I got all bundled up again and trekked across the back yard to her kitchen door. She greeted me and had me come in.
I handed her the wine, which she thought was a nice touch. I took off my coat and placed it on the washer and took off my shoes. I walked into the kitchen and my mouth hit the floor. I don’t know why I didn’t notice before, but before me was this absolutely gorgeous woman. Sandy was wearing satin pajamas. It was red, but not bright red. I would say the color of an apple, the deep red type. She looked absolutely stunning.
She smiled at me as I soaked in her beauty. Then she twirled around and asked what I thought of it. My eyes were basically glazing over. The way the material hung on her, showed off her curves, and her nipples were pushing through the thin material, just begging to be licked and sucked.
“Sandy, you look… look absolutely beautiful. I truly mean that.”
“Good” she said, “I am glad you like it. I was at Macy’s the other evening. I need a new suit for work, and then was browsing around and saw this, and just had to have it.”
I think my jaw was still on the ground when I said, “Well, who ever designed it, must have had you in mind, it looks perfect for you, and on you.” Of course, my mind was thinking what treasures it was hiding behind it, and I could feel my cock starting to get blood to it.
She blushed a little, then said, “Let’s eat. I made grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and chicken noodle soup for us. I hope that is alright?” I just nodded and said, “Perfect. Especially on a night like this.”
We sat in her dining room and ate. We talked about our day at work and then other topics. She did inform me that Bill moved to Michigan, and probably was living with the bimbo. She also asked if I had been dating recently, which I said no,. It had been over 8 months since I went out with someone, and that just ended in a blow job, which I did not share with Sandy.
We cleaned up and I helped her with the dishes, which she appreciated. Then she popped the cork on the wine, and poured us each a glass, and then we went to the couch. But before we sat down, Sandy took my glass and set it down and then spoke.
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