Hero Boy Ch. 03

Sara still has her job and also takes care of the kids. She does not go out on too many dates at all from what I hear, maybe four or five a year. She should, she is still a beautiful women. Was I just getting horny because Jean wasn't around and now I was thinking about Sara again? I was a mess.

I think about Sara more now and at therapy sessions I talk more about her. I even see the priest about her but he wants me just to take her back and forget about what happened. It's the catholic thing to do. I sit home and made a list on Sara. I put her good points on one column and bad points in another column and there is no comparison, the goods way out do the bads. In fact the only bad things she had done were write to him and meet him twice.

It was a week before thanksgiving on a Friday and I had a dinner and dancing date with Sara. On this date we decided we would figure out what we would buy the kids in a way of a big gift. Then Saturday I would pick it up and store it at my place. The smaller gifts would be bought by both of us and she would give me a list of what my share was to buy.

Well, this Friday I was figuring on asking her out on a real date and not just a business date about the kids. I have been rehearsing all week at home on what to say to her. I would stand in front of a mirror and watch my facial expression to see how I acted. Well, as we were seated I could see she was all bubbly and was full of life. She was back to being her old self again. I wondered what made her so happy but arrogantly figured it was just being with me tonight. She was talking fast and about so many things I couldn't keep up with her. She sure surprised me the way she was acting. I was just about to ask her out for next Friday when she surprised me.

She said, "I got a surprise for you. I'm starting to really like Phillip the guy I been dating. It was awful the first date. Then I relaxed the second time and let my self go with the flow and it was wonderful. Just like the dates you and I used to have. I guess I can move on like you been telling me to do."

"Wow I didn't know you where even dating," I could feel my face drop but hope she wouldn't notice it. I tried to keep smiling and showing her my teeth so she would think I was happy for her.

"I had been out about ten or twenty dates since you left me. None of them were any fun. I met this guy through work and dated him three times so far. Saturday night will be our fourth date. Phillip is so nice and he is quite too and he doesn't drink or smoke, he doesn't like me smoking either, but I've been getting nervous with him and now I smoke more. I hope I don't lose him over smoking. I might just quit if he wants me to but he will have to push me to quit."

"Wow! Quit smoking? Damn. This guy must be something. I could never get you to quit. It must be true love" I joked.

"I know I feel like a teenager again. Saturday, we have another date, I can't wait" as she smiled my face fell to the table just about. Here I thought it was going to be a good night for the two of us and she's excited about another guy is her big news. I knew I would have to smile and seem like I was enjoying all the news she had for me. I wish I had some Vaseline for my teeth as in my heart I sure didn't want to smile.

I don't know how, but I got through the night for her. I think I did a good job on hiding my anger of her finding another guy. When we danced I always had a hard on and would poke it into her, but not this night, I just couldn't get hard thinking of her with him. In fact in my mind I could see all the bite and hickey marks all over her body from Ralph. She commented on my non-arousal saying, "did you give the big guy the night off? I miss having him poke me now and then. Actually I think this is the first time we danced that he wasn't with us," she laughed. I forget what I said to her but I knew she spoke the truth about the big guy. I guess I couldn't get him up.

We were all having a big thanksgiving dinner at my parent's house and I was asked if Sara could bring her boyfriend to the dinner. They all wanted to know if I was cool with it.

"Yes," I told them I was cool with it. How about a frozen zone because that's how I felt about it. That's the last thing I wanted to see is the two of them together after I had decided to make a run on her. Sure, let them hug and kiss and hold hands. Yes drive me into an early grave, go for it and you all have a Happy Thanksgiving and a Merry Christmas and also a Happy New Year.

Somehow I got through the day. I did see them hold hands and kiss. She sat on the arm of Phillip's chair with her arm around him and they kissed a few times but they were always closed mouthed, kind of platonic. I just figured they were trying not to be rude. I think I played it cool. I was in a good mood as both the teams I bet on came out winners and beat the spread and I won a bundle on the games. I was sort of happy so maybe I did smile and celebrate as the day went on.

I was thinking all the following week about Sara. I would see her Christmas with the kids and that would be it until the next time, which would be in March when we talked about what to get my mom and pop for their anniversary from the kids. I figured I could use that day as an excuse to meet with her if she would go along with it. Then again she might just start bringing her boy friend to our meetings.

Well, just then I got a call from her and she asked if I could meet her Friday, as she needed to talk to me about something. I told her sure and we could have dinner together and she said it would be good and she wanted to dance too.

I picked her up at the house and the kids were happy that we were going out. June was also there to baby sit. As we left and drove to dinner she just talked about her work and what was new with the kids. I tried to figure her out but could see nothing I could put my finger on. Did she want to marry Phillip and have me be the best man? Damn I was going crazy.

After the waiter took our order she said, "Well I might as well tell you why I wanted to meet you here and ask you the question. I haven't gone out on a New Year's eve in four years. For four years it was just me and the kids doing the New Years Eve thing and the kids always fall asleep before midnight. This year I had my hopes up because I am dating Phillip. I thought it would be great and then he calls me the other day saying he is being sent out of town and can not make it."

"Jon I cried so hard, I had reservation all set at the main hotel ball room on New Years Eve. I counted on it be the event that made me a person again and damn it I won't stay home. That's why I invited you out tonight to ask you if you would take me. I would appreciate it so much if you would take me. I hope it's early enough and you don't have a date yet. Jon will you please take me?"

I was shocked, but damn this was good news. At least she wasn't getting married. I think I had a grin from ear to ear but didn't want to show my eagerness to her right away. I wanted to get up and swing her around and shout to the whole world that I was going on a date with my ex-wife. Lol

But I played it cool. "When do you have to know. Do I get a chance to think this over?"

"Sure Jon, I wouldn't want to rush you into anything, but I would remember this for the rest of my life and forever be thankful to you." Just then our meal came and we ate and then the tension seemed to be gone and the both of us were back to our old selves. After dinner and during dancing I found that Mr. Big guy my cock got hard when I danced with her. Well, so did she as she pressed into me saying "I'm glad to see Mr. Big guy is back among the living," and she laughed.

I couldn't wait till New Years Eve. Christmas seem to go so slow. I never ran into Phillip over to her house on the holiday, she always said he was coming over later, which pissed me off, a little. She already told me she wouldn't sleep with him in the house with the kids there.

New years Eve we left the house at seven to get a few drinks and appetizers at the hotel before our dinner at eight. We had both ordered lobster and with her on my arm I was now hungry again. A few friends were there but not many which made it nice and private. We waited till after dinner to do our dancing.

Mr. Big guy just couldn't wait for the dancing to begin. Sara had been rubbing up to me at the bar and her hands were on me during dinner so he was ready to perform. I just wonder how much she really liked this Phillip. I was feeling cocky and I made a reservation at another motel for the two of us. There were no rooms at this hotel, they all had been booked.

As soon as I danced with her we both were all over each other and I was sure I would get to use the motel room and it wouldn't be for sleep. She nibbled on my ear as the evening got late. It was a good thing I had been drinking that night. The beer helped Mr. Big guy from shooting right out on the dance floor. Around eleven she seem to taper off on the drinks like she want her head about her. This scared me, I figured she was waking up and thinking about poor Phillip out of town working while she was having a good time here.

At midnight we kissed and wished each other a happy New Year and both told the other that the following year things were going to be a lot better. She now was all over me and just wanted to continue to kiss. I want to head for the motel room I had but she wanted one more drink and to dance to a few more songs. I didn't know how long the big guy could last without a grand appearance.

Finally at one we left and I headed to the coatroom. She grabbed my hand and led me to the elevator. She pushed the button for the 22nd floor. I was about to ask her where she was taking me when the doors closed and she threw her arms around my neck giving me one of the kisses of my life. We didn't stop kissing till the doors opened on that floor.

I looked at her quizzically and reading my thoughts she said "I know a friend who is having a wild party and I want to join the fun."

She pulled me by the arm up to a room and slid a card key into the slot and we walked in. Inside it was dimly lit room and she pulled me over to a heart shape bed and hugged me as she pushed me down. She then again kissed me pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. I sat there on the bed wondering where the party was. She stood up in front of me and once again I took in her beauty. She was wearing a sleek black dress that seemed to be painted to her body, it showed all the right curves. The neckline was just low enough to show a generous amount of her swelling breasts stopping just before the dark skin of her areola showed. The hem was an uneven cut starting just above her knee and layered to the top of the slit that ended above her thigh at her hip, I had noticed earlier that every time she walked her entire shapely leg became exposed. She must have had sheer pantyhose on, you could see her nylon covered leg right up to her hip and there was no seem. She also had a pair of sexy strap sandals that had five inch heels making her calves flex and her legs look even longer. Her shoulder length hair was loose and partially hid her eyes sometimes giving her a mysterious air. Lastly her makeup was done so perfectly that you could hardly tell she had any on. She looked like she belonged on the cover of a fashion magazine or Penthouse.

"This is the party" she said with a wry smile. "You, me and Mr. Big guy. Won't you join me for the night? I know Mr. Big guy is ready to party. He's been nudging me all night!"

I laughed saying "Well I guess we've been thinking along the same lines and we both had the same idea! I got a room on the other side of town for us too."

We both had a laugh at that and she went over to the dresser and turned on some soft music on the stereo she brought. She then turned and went to the bathroom telling to make my self comfortable, she would be right back. I loosened my tie and opened a couple of my shirt buttons. I threw my jacket over the desk chair and was just settling on the bed when I heard the bathroom door open. She came back wearing an incredible nightie. It was black, my favorite color for lingerie. It was trimmed with delicate lace all around the edges. It had only one shoulder strap and the bottom stopped right at the top of her thighs just hiding her pussy. The material was semi sheer letting you see the shapes underneath clearly, but not sheer enough to see her nipples although they were standing straight up looking for attention. You could see the jiggle of her tits as she made her way to me. She kept her high heels and thigh high nylons on, a look that she knows I love. Through the gown you could also make out a pair of very delicate panties trim in the same lace as the top.

She stopped about three feet from me and asked "you like?" she turned around to show me the outfit from all angles. You could see the panties were a g-string, a style that I have always loved but she had never taken to.

"I like very much! You've combined all my favorites and fetishes in one outfit!"

"I hope it pushes all your buttons, I labored over what I was going to wear for weeks! I bought this outfit especially in October and couldn't wait to wear it for you. She drew closer as she spoke.

This surprised me. Even in my drunken haze and excited state I didn't miss the hidden meaning behind what she had just said. She had been thinking about what she was going to wear for me for weeks. She bought the outfit in October! That meant that this had been planned for more than she had let on at our dinner. It seemed that there was still a chance that I could have her back. I knew better than to deal with that at this point. I wanted to get laid and I wanted it to be with the lady that I loved.

I stood and met her as she came to me. I put my hands on her hips and drew her to me as she took my face in her hands and kissed me so gently, a kiss of love. We looked into each others eyes for what seemed minutes and resumed our kissing. This time our kisses were a little more urgent, more hungry. As our passion grew she started unbuttoning my shirt, her mouth never leaving mine. My hands had found their way to her buns and started to massage those firm globes while bringing her into me. After she removed my shirt she made her way to the buckle on my pants and then made short work of the clasp and zipper. My pants fell to the floor and I stepped out of them. All the while we never stopped our kiss as it became more and more passionate. My hands were not idle as she was undressing me. While massaging her ass with one hand, the other fondled her nylon covered breast. With a soft moan into my mouth she tugged my shorts down to my knees and they completed their journey to the floor with her high heeled foot. Once she had me naked we closed our embrace holding each other and kissing like high school kids.

She broke our kiss and looked into my eyes and asked "Can we dance a bit? I love to have you hold me and it's been so long since you've held me naked" I answered her silently by pulling her head to my shoulder and started swaying to the music. My cock rubbed against her stomach sliding on the smooth nightie and her tits softly flattened on my chest. We danced like that for an entire song enjoying the feeling of each other, the contentment of having the other to hold. I felt Sara take her hand from around my neck and fumble with the hem of her night gown between us, making some sort of adjustment. Then she took my hard cock in her hand and placed it between her legs so that the top side pushed up into the wetness between her lips. Her hand returned to my neck and we started a slow grind to the music. Every movement we made caused my dick to slide to and fro nuzzled nicely in the heat of her opening. I was in heaven, however there was something not quite right. I needed to feel her naked skin on mine. This time I separated our bodies to lift her nightgown from her leaving her with just her stockings and heels. We danced like that and our rhythm seemed to increase even though the song's tempo remained the same. I feared that I wouldn't hold out much longer and backed us into the bed, falling into it.

"If we kept dancing like that we were going to have to clean up the floor!" I informed her. Giggling she replied "ohh, that would be such a waste!"

With her on top of me we started to kiss again and Sara started a trail of kisses from my mouth to my neck and across my chest. I knew where she was headed and didn't know how much more I could take. She finally made her way to the head of my now throbbing cock. She held it in her hand lifting it gently from my stomach and looked at it as if she had never seen it before, almost like she was studying it checking every detail and wrinkle. She then looked up at me and took her tongue to the tip licking the drop of pre-cum that head formed there. She then probed the pee hole gently with her tongue driving me crazy as if she was longing for more of my fluid. She smiled triumphantly as she took the whole head into her warm mouth and swallowed my entire shaft in one smooth slow motion. I have never felt shivers and tingles like that before in my life. I had never been deep throated before and I could not believe the feeling. Her fingers gently pulled on my scrotum as she lifted her head letting me slide slowly from her mouth before resuming her downward decent. She had my toes curling and she could tell. After four or five swallows, she stopped at the top and swirled her tongue around the tip adding to my pleasure. Her right hand encircled the shaft as her left found its way to the sensitive flesh between my balls and my ass. She applied pressure there every time she would dip the head into her mouth while stoking the shaft with her other hand.

"You're driving me nuts! I won't be able to take much more of this" I warned as I started to lift my hips in harmony with her mouth.

She just kept going, seeming to increase her vigor. I was holding back as much as I could and then she took her hand from beneath my balls and inserted a finger into my ass. I could not hold back any longer, I started to convulse and buck into her mouth and she met my every stoke with a hunger I had never seen before. She swallowed every drop and stayed attached to my cock as I died down and came to rest on the bed.

Completely drained, I looked down to her to see her slowly letting my softening cock slip from between her lips. Giving it one last kiss she made her way up my body planting little kisses as she went.

When she got face to face with me I whispered "that was wonderful, I've never cum so hard."

"I wanted the first orgasm you had tonight to be special, I guess maybe I did a good job."

"Better than good! Fantastic doesn't seem to do it justice." We both laughed.

She started to stroke her fingers through my hair and looked deep into my eyes and we kissed a kiss that is only shared by two people who truly love each other, a kiss of totality. I could taste myself on her tongue. Instead of it bothering me it was strangely erotic, forbidden, and naughty. I rolled over putting her beneath me and it was my turn to take control.

Our kisses turned into soft lip caresses. I moved my lips from her mouth to her cheek and down further to nibble on her ear lobe. I felt her shiver as I blew my warm breath into her ear. My kisses continued down to the crook of her neck and I planted little bites there making her squirm under me. I teased the flesh above her breasts with soft lips just touching and dragging their way to the swell of her tits. I held both her tits from the sides in my hands gently giving pressure, pushing them slightly together, making them jut out inviting my attention. She arched her back, pushing to me, making an offering of her breasts. I slowly made my way to her sensitive nipples planting wet kisses all over her firm tits on the way. When I found her nipples a small moan escaped from her and she ran her fingers through my hair pulling me into her chest. I alternated soft kisses with little bites to her nipples bringing gasps from her lips. I went from one breast to the other not playing favorites with either side leaving her tit flesh red and aroused. I then moved my attention lower as I bit at the sensitive skin on her ribs making her squirm under my lips. I moved to her hips and licked the little hollow between her mound and hip bone. I was now near enough to her pussy to feel the heat that it was generating and slid closer. I wanted her to feel the ecstasy that she had just given me, to build her anticipation, to drive her crazy with need. Instead of attacking her sex right away I lingered at the edges kissing and lightly pulling at the mound surrounding her moist lips. Her hips started a slow undulation in harmony with my movements in an effort to place her pussy under my kisses but I avoided her increasing her need for touch. When I thought she had been teased enough I lightly licked at the sides of her labia. She opened her mouth and gasped out loud at the first touch. I then licked all around her opening finding an abundance of her juices which I drank greedily. Finally I planted a light kiss on her clit finding it already hard and prominent. Again I alternated light touches and kisses with gentle bites and more aggressive kisses. Her moans were now becoming regular and in sync with my actions. I increased my tempo and intensity bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Her hip gyrations now were more of a bucking so intense that I placed my hands on her ass grabbing one cheek in each hand and pulled her into my face so as not to loose contact. Her thighs clamped down on my ears trapping my head in what was the most powerful orgasm I had ever given anyone. Her bucking continued and I increased the pressure my hands had on her ass. Immediately after she peaked she opened her legs and pushed me away from her crotch as if my touch was fire and she didn't want to burn. I could tell that she was very oversensitive and needed some "coming down" time. I moved up her body and saw the light glistening of sweat on her. Once I was face to face with her I gave her a kiss and wrapped her in my arms, feeling no resistance like she was unable to move a muscle. We lay like that for a few minutes for her regain her composure as I listened to her breath and took in the lovely aroma of her perfume mixed with her scent.