Straight Male / 46
In 2003 I had joined one of those classmates web sites, you know, the ones that let you find the ones you went to school with but had lost touch with. Well the school I attended from 9th to 12th grade had left me with a lot of bad memories, getting bullied, teachers that held me and a few others to a higher standard because our parents were on staff there, and bastards that decided that I was not the right person for their friend so they did all they could to break us up. That's what happened to me and my first real girlfriend. By real I mean one that was allowed to date without being a certain age and if she did go out didn't need someone going with us so we would 'behave' like the first girl I asked to be my girlfriend but all we did was kiss with a closed mouth, go to her churches stupid functions and god help me if i tried to touch her breasts let alone her pussy. Rae loved to kiss me and especially loved my hands on her breasts and fingers i her pussy. We never got to make love until I got out of the service and had been away from each other for about five years. Even so our sex life was great and until she began to listen to the same people that had broke us up that first time we couldn't get enough of each other.
Rae and I were in love from the first and it was only because of her friends that we broke up. That was in 77. In 03 I get an email from my lost love and we began to write each other, sent texts and IM each other daily. After a few months I couldn't take it and broke down and told her that not only did I still love her I was still IN love with her. I could sense her smile when she said that she was still in love with me also and that was why she contacted me. The only downside of this was I had just gotten married three years earlier. Had she contacted me when she was last in town in 99 we could have been together again. Anyway about a month after my confession of my feelings to her she let me know she was coming home for a two week vacation and wanted to see me.
I met her a few hours after she got in town and we went to a park we used to hang out in. There was no one out that time of day and we wound up in the playground with her sitting on one of the concrete pipes the kids crawl through. Rae was wearing a sundress and as she was sitting on the edge of the open end I had a good view of her legs. I stood between them and began kissing her like I did when we were in HS. As I ran my hand up her leg I cam to her pantyless bare pussy. After I felt how wet she was I didn't even ask, I just opened my fly and pulled my dick out. In one long slow stroke I was deep inside my Rae once again. The fact that we were both married and in public didn't register in our minds, all we wanted to do was make love like we used to.
The next two weeks were very busy, I would bust my ass at my job and use up some vacation time, the excuse was I was getting close to maxing out and needed to burn it up but I didn't want to take full days off since my wife would want me to do work around the house. In reality I was meeting my lover. The first real day we were together we spent time looking for a place to make love. All of our old haunts were either gone or had lots of folks there. I soon drove to a place I used to go with other ladies that was more or less the lovers lane and no one would bother you. They'd watch but never try to join in unless they were invited.
So, we found a place that was a little clearing in the wooded area by the river and laid out a blanket. As we stripped down I noticed that she once again had no panties. Asking about that she told me she felt freer and it was easier to fuck in public since she didn't draw attention taking those things off. Anyway we shed our clothes and began to show how much we missed each other. Our routing became make love, nap a little and enjoy the feel of being next to each other and then make love one more time. After that we'd get dressed and have a last kiss for the day and go our separate ways only to meet up a couple days later.
One thing about our spot at the lovers lane. Rae looked up as we were fucking with her on top and said we had an audience. Sure enough there were about half dozen guys watching us as they jacked off. No one approached us while we were enjoying each other but a few came by later and asked if they could join. I left it to Rae and except for a guy that was hung like a mule she said no to the rest. It was a turn on seeing her get fucked by that thing but knowing that she was mine made me feel sorry for the dude, I might not be going home with her either but I had ways of staying in touch and he didn't.
We saw each other a total of eight times during those two weeks and the last time was very emotional. Shortly after she returned home we stayed in touch for the next year or so but it became more and more difficult to stay in touch. Our designated day to talk was Saturday and I would go to the spot we had made love and memories at and call her on her cell phone. We would talk for at least an hour but as the months wore on she and her husband split up and her time began to get tighter and tighter. Eventually we stopped talking and the last message shared was a over a year ago after I had a near fatal heart attack. The words were the same, how much she loved me and how worried about me she was after finding out through the gr**evine. Although I still love her I now think that our last times making love and finally telling our deepest feelings was more an act of closure we had been denied for nearly twenty-two years or so.
I have never let slip and my wife doesn't know and never will. When I was almost dying instead of Rae like I always thought of being on my mind in my last moments my focus was on my wife and after all these years how much she really means to me. She's a lot like Rae and is in some ways a better lover. The only major difference between the two is that Rae loves to be watched just like I do and loves public sex. My wife is more private in that regard but even so she's my life now since I now know Rae is out of my grasp.
Rae and I were in love from the first and it was only because of her friends that we broke up. That was in 77. In 03 I get an email from my lost love and we began to write each other, sent texts and IM each other daily. After a few months I couldn't take it and broke down and told her that not only did I still love her I was still IN love with her. I could sense her smile when she said that she was still in love with me also and that was why she contacted me. The only downside of this was I had just gotten married three years earlier. Had she contacted me when she was last in town in 99 we could have been together again. Anyway about a month after my confession of my feelings to her she let me know she was coming home for a two week vacation and wanted to see me.
I met her a few hours after she got in town and we went to a park we used to hang out in. There was no one out that time of day and we wound up in the playground with her sitting on one of the concrete pipes the kids crawl through. Rae was wearing a sundress and as she was sitting on the edge of the open end I had a good view of her legs. I stood between them and began kissing her like I did when we were in HS. As I ran my hand up her leg I cam to her pantyless bare pussy. After I felt how wet she was I didn't even ask, I just opened my fly and pulled my dick out. In one long slow stroke I was deep inside my Rae once again. The fact that we were both married and in public didn't register in our minds, all we wanted to do was make love like we used to.
The next two weeks were very busy, I would bust my ass at my job and use up some vacation time, the excuse was I was getting close to maxing out and needed to burn it up but I didn't want to take full days off since my wife would want me to do work around the house. In reality I was meeting my lover. The first real day we were together we spent time looking for a place to make love. All of our old haunts were either gone or had lots of folks there. I soon drove to a place I used to go with other ladies that was more or less the lovers lane and no one would bother you. They'd watch but never try to join in unless they were invited.
So, we found a place that was a little clearing in the wooded area by the river and laid out a blanket. As we stripped down I noticed that she once again had no panties. Asking about that she told me she felt freer and it was easier to fuck in public since she didn't draw attention taking those things off. Anyway we shed our clothes and began to show how much we missed each other. Our routing became make love, nap a little and enjoy the feel of being next to each other and then make love one more time. After that we'd get dressed and have a last kiss for the day and go our separate ways only to meet up a couple days later.
One thing about our spot at the lovers lane. Rae looked up as we were fucking with her on top and said we had an audience. Sure enough there were about half dozen guys watching us as they jacked off. No one approached us while we were enjoying each other but a few came by later and asked if they could join. I left it to Rae and except for a guy that was hung like a mule she said no to the rest. It was a turn on seeing her get fucked by that thing but knowing that she was mine made me feel sorry for the dude, I might not be going home with her either but I had ways of staying in touch and he didn't.
We saw each other a total of eight times during those two weeks and the last time was very emotional. Shortly after she returned home we stayed in touch for the next year or so but it became more and more difficult to stay in touch. Our designated day to talk was Saturday and I would go to the spot we had made love and memories at and call her on her cell phone. We would talk for at least an hour but as the months wore on she and her husband split up and her time began to get tighter and tighter. Eventually we stopped talking and the last message shared was a over a year ago after I had a near fatal heart attack. The words were the same, how much she loved me and how worried about me she was after finding out through the gr**evine. Although I still love her I now think that our last times making love and finally telling our deepest feelings was more an act of closure we had been denied for nearly twenty-two years or so.
I have never let slip and my wife doesn't know and never will. When I was almost dying instead of Rae like I always thought of being on my mind in my last moments my focus was on my wife and after all these years how much she really means to me. She's a lot like Rae and is in some ways a better lover. The only major difference between the two is that Rae loves to be watched just like I do and loves public sex. My wife is more private in that regard but even so she's my life now since I now know Rae is out of my grasp.
