Chapter 3

That morning when I got to my small apartment the phone was ringing. I answered, it was Teri, where were you all night? I countered with, where were you? Ugh! She replied, no seriously where were you? Not that its any of your business but I just now got back from a date. All night?? It must have been some date. It was time to put a stop to this, so I replied, Teri you wanted to do this, and I agreed, what I do and with who is not a topic to dwell on, as you so eloquently informed me, we’re not married. I’ll say this, it went well, how was your night. Ugh, well Sandra fixed me up with a guy, you think her friend Sam is ugly! And he was fat to, not to mention cheap he wanted to go Dutch for coffee. Imagine that? Coffee, not even dessert. Oh, I said, sorry to hear it. Did you dump him? Oh, get this, he asked me to go driving with him, I figured the night might not be a waste of time after all. He wadded to his car with me, what a piece of junk. It was so old that the upholstery was all cracked so was the steering wheel, it looked like the rust was the only thing holding that wreck together. He drove me to a park nearby and tried to kiss me. Lucky girl, I said, a giggle in the tone of my voice. Oh, funny man. She groused. I had to push him off yech my hands sunk into his fat body.       He got mad and sulked silently, he started the car and dropped me on the corner of my street. He was fuming when he stopped the car, get out and walk, he demanded and drove off before I closed the car door. Sorry about that, I said not feeling it. Do you want to come over? I mean if you’re not too tired from last night. I weighed my next words carefully. Jealousy does not look good on you luv; green is not your colour. I’ll be there in an hour or so. She sighed, I guess you need a shower she began when I cut in, no but a change of clothes and a hot cup of coffee are definitely in order. I’ll see you in an hour thereabouts. I hung up the phone and put the kettle on, the phone rang again, what now, I bitched in the empty apartment.  I answered the beige contempra phone. It was my former wife; Hi honey how are you. I was more surprised than anything else to hear this voice from my past. How did you get my number? I asked honestly surprised. You’re in the book sweetheart. Ok Jill you can knock off the sweethearts and honeys, that’s behind us now. What do you want? Tony misses you and so do I we want you to come home. The sound of our little boys name lanced my heart, but it was Jill that told me to get lost for another guy and that was almost two years gone by. I had changed. It wasn’t my fault that she changed back, and it certainly was not our son’s. But Tony was so young that he’d likely forgotten me by then. What home Jill, we left home behind us along with our marriage and family. I’ll never come back Jill not for anyone, I’m not the same guy that I was then. OK you’re not ready, I was really mean to you, I understand. But what about Tony? What about him, both of you are in my past now. You were abundantly clear when you shattered our lives. If you need help, I’ll be happy to send you money for him. She sounded on the verge of tears when she said: money is not my husband or Tony’s dad. Jill, you did so much damage when you left and even before that, you left me crushed.  Remember, move on? A sob came over the phone, I know I was an ass and I was wrong but you turned me into a whore, I wasn’t in my right mind. Getting pissed off in spite of myself I retorted, you were a whore from the get-go. You think I didn’t know about you and your “platonic friend.” Just because you were scared to get your cherry popped doesn’t make you a virgin. I know that you to used to sleep naked together, I know he put his cock in you’re cunt to the limit   before your cherry would start feeling his cock head then you’d stop him. How many other guts got to go on a trial run before me. A gasp scratched over the phone; how did you know? When did you find out? Long after we were married, Sandra told me all about it. Oh, that bitch, Jill rasped over the phone. That’s when I took up with Rosie, how did you deal with that? Oh yeah, you had unprotected intercourse with her friend to get me back. I didn’t turn you into anything, I just found a way to live with it.  She started to cry now and blubber, when I finally got a word in, I told her that I had to go and hung up while she was blabbering. Wanting nothing more than a bit of peace, I pulled the phone jack out of the wall and made myself a coffee. I sat the porcelain cup on my table and stripped to my underwear. After I drank the tepid beverage, I detected a touch of ripeness under my arms so I washed my pits and used a good deodorant, put on fresh clothes and left for Teri’s place.  When I pulled into her driveway, she was waiting at the door. I thought you’d never get here, she smiled. I could smell strong coffee, on the table was a pot of boiling liquid and a huge plate of my favorite pastries, chocolate/orange Danish. It was clearly a dual-purpose greeting. She wanted to suck up to me and hoped I would gain weight so she could gain power in our relationship.

I chuckled, nice spread, I said grabbing a seat, Teri poured a cup of coffee for me and nudged the late of Danish closer to me. Back in those days my metabolism was so high that I could live on junk and never gain an ounce. I took one heavy crescent, my time with Pushpa had left my famished, I guess I should have eaten with her.  So, what’s up buttercup? I asked taking a bite out of the layered bread. She sat close to but angled to me so we could be face to face. She was a dewy eyed and asked why I was late. Long ago, I decided not to lie to my partners, so I was honest. I told her that my ex-wife had tracked me down and wanted me to come back. She was clearly taken aback by the news and asked me what I was going to do. I’m here, right? That’s true, she conceded, if you wanted her you wouldn’t be here. She is history and that’s where she will stay as far as I am concerned. Teri exhaled and relaxed visibly. Well, she began, this situation did not go as I thought it would. Are you still with me? I guess that depends on how you expect me to be with you now that you had one bad date. You didn’t give me a chance to go over our options, you just made a random hookup. She got pissy, oh, and now you’re mad and going to punish me, tell me mister just how many girls were you with while we were apart? We weren’t apart that long, I only had three others. Now she really got pissed, keep your details to yourself she demanded. Do you want to be with me or no, she demanded. If we keep our relationship open, I’m in but remember about all the bullshit you pulled when we were exclusive, I’m happy to help you if you let me but if you want to go it alone, don’t cry to me when you get our knocks. And I don’t want to be exclusive anymore, its too hard. Hard? Hard, your body is hard like rock and so heavy for your size, are you even human? I skirted her stupid outburst by telling her about the information I got the week before. She actually seemed to like what I was saying. Oh, I’m turned on, she said, and I reached for her. Can you do it in my ass again, I never thought I’d say that but I just the thought makes me wet. With a knowing smile, I draped her over the arm of her sofa. In a second, her skirt was over her back, her satin panties were around her ankles and my face was up her ass. She started to moan as I rimmed her tight hole, and her thighs began to tremble. I stood up from my crouch dropping my pants at the dame time. There was just the slightest smell of Pushpa’s perfume on my underwear as I dropped them, Teri was too excited to notice. The first few pushes were tentative until her sphincter allowed my cock to enter, a few strokes in she began to repeat over and over, yes do it to me, do it there oh yes cum in there. I began thrusting up her ass in earnest saying, you like this you little whore. You want it up your ass bitch, here take it, take it slut. Soon her breath became laboured and ragged and she creamed, you horny bastard, fuck youuu. Fer body tightened and then spasmed, then she collapsed on the bed a breathless pile of heaving flesh. Of course, by then she was useless for fucking and would be for the rest of the night. I didn’t cum and wouldn’t cum with her now. That was cool I knew that I’d bed at least one gal by the end of the night so I pulled up my drawers and got dressed. I went into her kitchen and made a coffee and eventually, she was able to drag herself off the sofa and into the kitchen.  Her smile went from ear to ear, that was great, she said wabbling to the table. Coffee? I asked needlessly, she glanced up at me and took the offered cup. What are you up to today she asked hopefully. Well, I started, from here, I’m going to the gym, then home to do laundry and take care of a few personal things. Where’s your gym bag, she asked suspiciously. A displeased frown formed on my face. I already told you love; green is not your color. My gym bag is in the trunk of my car and unless you want to come to my place and do my laundry for me, I have to do that too. Its just one of those mundane but necessary details of bachelorhood. She smiled wryly but accepted my reasoning. I may not look good in green but there are too many bitches out there that want to sink their claws into you, my friends included. So excuse me for keeping an eye out. I exhaled deeply, whatever, I said. OK so what would you like to try next? What? She asked trying to dodge the subject, what form of swinging? Oh that, well I kind of changed my mind on that whole thing. She tried to distance herself from the mess that she created but didn’t want to leave. Well, there are two of us in this friendship and I didn’t change my mind. We’re more than just friends, Teri quipped, desperation showing in her eyes. Look Teri were not exclusive anymore and that’s on you. If you want to go your own way so be it but if we are together we are swingers. But I don’t want to, she said almost child like. You don’t have to but keep your nose out of my business because its my turn to act like a kid in a candy store to put it in your own words. Oh, come on she intoned. No Teri you drove me round the bend with your stupid nonsense and now you got to put up or shut up. OK, I’ll do what you want but I want to see you more often. OK, I said four times a week OK by you? Yes, she said I drained my cup kissed her and tried to leave. She kept stopping me at one point she actually grabbed my wrist. She cost me another half hour but I finally got out.

My laundry was already clean and put away and in reality, I didn’t need to work out for two more days, I just wanted to get away from that scatterbrained woman. Getting rid of her permanently promised to be a sticky and unpleasant undertaking but for now she had her uses so I put that out of my mind as I parked my car and went into my apartment to shower and freshen up before I went out to find a fuck buddy, or two. I started out for a long walk, I used to leg press 1170lbs back then, so a ten-mile walk was just a nice stretch of my legs. I passed by several outdoor bars and bistros, nothing promising there so I took a chance in an indoor club and had to leave because a paunchy French woman kept following me chatting, I sat at the bar, she followed, I went to a table, there she was. I started to leave, and she tried again, I turned to her and said, I’m not interested, rather more harshly than I intended. She looked stricken and hurt but at least he went away. I thought, why am I wasting my precious time off, I only had one weekend out of six in those days, so I was thinking literally. I decided to go to that T-girl club and look into my other side. I’d been curious for years and I was single, why not? I got to the street and turned to the direction of home to get my car. I’d gone a few blocks when I came face to face with the most beautiful mature I’d ever seen. She was easily older than Teri but pretty, beautiful dancing grey eyes and a slender, tight body with an ass do die for. And she was looking right at me. At first I thought she was a prostitute as she boldly came up to me, but she wasn’t. She placed both delicate hands on my pecs and ran them down my body, her eyes mischievous now. Finalment un homme (finally a man) she said, I smiled and thanked her, then asked if she wanted a drink. I spoke English and so did she, heavily accented English. No, she said I want to fuck you all night, she replied. Her aggressiveness made me wary; I knew well the tricks and traps in the fleshpots of Montreal that could catch, rob and hurt or occasionally kill the gullible. Where? I asked looking directly in her eyes. My place, or anywhere you like but not your place. I’d never take a stranger to my place no matter how pretty or desirable. It was a few blocks from my car, and I told her if she wanted to wait, I’d come pick her up, she told me she wanted to walk with me. I agreed as my car was not parked near my place. I could tell that she was not a hooker, at least not a known one because we were passed by several police cars along the way, and they showed no interest in her or me. Even better, she showed no fear or anxiety at all when the blue and white cruisers passed. Before long, we arrived at my car, and I opened the door for her. I got in the driver seat and started the engine. No sooner than I pulled into the street the woman beside me put her hand between my legs and started to fondle my balls. So what’s your name I asked between affectionate squeezes of my personal. I’m Daniel, don’t tell me your’s, I will call you my stallion. I was going to take her to a really nice motel across town but given the circumstances anyplace would do. He was so frisky that I don’t know how I didn’t crash the car but I stopped at a hostel and before long we were in a seedy room with no toilet facilities of any kind, just a bed. That was all she needed. We tore at each other clothing until we were both naked, I lifted her bare body up and she wrapped her arms around my neck and her thighs around my middle. Daniel was surprisingly heavy for such a well made woman but then she was very muscular and hard bodied. We tongue kissed and then I kissed and sucked her nipples until they were hard, pink points then I moved down her slim body kissing her firm belly, her navel and she sighed deeply as my lips caressed the light, blonde down of her pubic hair. She hopped off and started to lead me to the bed. She turned from me and stripped the bed down to he sheet. Her ass was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Firm, tight, apple shaped and sadly, off limits. She wouldn’t let me caress it, open it or even kiss it. She lay on her back and invited me to her, hey, I wasn’t going to argue.

Once on the bed we did the 69 gently devouring each others sex when we were both sloppy wet I settled between her strong thighs and melded into her body. She moaned deeply as my organ slid deeper and deeper inside her sweet pussy. We were both strong and in no time we were tearing up that bed and rutting like animals. Suddenly, she said, look at what you’re doing to me. What are you doing? Look what you’re doing. That drove me nuts and I began to slam my lower body into hers, I was beyond balls deep, I was so deep it hurt and then she screamed so loud it made my brain pop but that was OK because my small head popped to and I also screamed as the biggest and fullest orgasm I had in my life exploded deep inside her. We collapsed into a breathless, sweaty pile of arms and legs. We overestimated each other because after that, neither of us needed any more sex that night. Ahh, your good, she breathed calmly. I smiled happily, once again I failed to disappoint. We gave each other the message that our date was over and got dressed. On the way, I said something a never did. I asked to see her again, I was deeply impressed with her. Her reply was ambivalent when she told me that she was always in the area, and I should feel free to approach her anytime. Then I got it. She used me for revenge sex. In spite of the crappy situation, I was complimented. A woman used me for sex wow. It was the first time but not the last time this would happen.