The Trip (by Fallen)

"How can we know what we are looking for till we find it? I didn't need you till I met you, then I was willing to risk everything to see you again." Fred reached up and pulled her down, feasting on her lips, her neck, licking up the tiny droplets of sweat that had formed in the valley between her breasts till his tongue lead him to the swollen nipples awaiting his tender touch. He gave up his feast as she rocked back sliding his shaft in till she rested on his legs. She moved back and forth on knees and elbows, her swaying breasts with their large nipples traced lines on his chest. His hips moved in sync with hers as they built towards a climax in body and mind. Karen was amazed at how erotic the night had become. Her mind was overwhelmed with the sensations that poured into it. Never before had she felt the need to please someone, like she now felt for Fred, the mere thought that she was making him happy magnified her pleasure till it was almost unbearable. Her nipples were so tender that it felt like tiny electric shocks when they touched his chest. Her clit throbbed and she climaxed as they bottomed out in the bushy curls at the base of his dick. His strokes and hers developed an urgency that signaled the end was near. Fred could feel her orgasms and her inner walls developed little ridges as they constricted, encasing his throbbing manhood increasing the sensations and the heat. She could feel him stiffen and just the thought that this was it caused her next orgasm to begin. Fred plunged his tool in till it filled her completely and his cum surged forth like a fountain. Karen quivered and shook with the force of her climax. Fred was rigid as his body tried to squeeze the last drops from his balls. The intensity of the moment faded and they become aware of time and surroundings. Karen's own cum mingled with his as a warm puddle formed below them on the bed. Fred started to speak but she placed her fingertips softly over his mouth.

Fred still could not believe that this vision of beauty was here with him. He had thought of this but never seriously. She was married, young, and beautiful while he was just someone that had driven her around. She had kissed him that first night and again after the show. Those kisses had been what fueled his dreams at night but he had never believed that any of them would come true. He had arranged to fly in to Phoenix and have a long layover but had only expected to treat her and her husband to a meal. He wasn't sure why he had felt the need to see her again. It was just something that he had to do and it had driven him to complete his certification in record time.

Karen's lips replaced her fingertips and after the long soft kiss she told him, "We should cleanup. Would you like to wash my back in the shower?" The shower was long and hot. They found many a spot to wash or explore and the night was almost over when they emerged from the steamy room. They crawled satisfied and tired into the disheveled bed. Karen snuggled into Fred's arms and sleep soon found them nestled under the wrinkled sheets.

The sun streamed in under the curtain and Fred tried to stay asleep. He can still feel her in his arms and pressed against his body. He opened his eyes, sure that the dream would end, leaving him with an empty bed and a raging hardon. A halo of blonde hair filled his vision and the dream rubbed her but against his hardon. "Good morning Lover," her words tinkled in the morning light and memories of a night of passion filled his brain.

She turned and grasped his outstanding feature, "Do we have time to tend to this big boy before we leave?" Karen slid down under the covers and wrapped her lips around the head of his big dick. He moaned, "I must have died and gone to heaven." Karen pumped the hard flesh while licking and sucking on the darkening head. Her lips slipped past the head and traveled down the shaft. She stopped when the head pressed against the back of her mouth. She pulled back a little and took a deep breath, trying to relax as much as possible. Using both hands she steadied the meaty rod and eased downward, relaxing her throat and pressing down till she felt it slide in. She felt the urge to gag but concentrated on relaxing her throat, letting the shaft slip father and farther down. The need to breathe made her stop and pull him from the depths. She licked and swallowed soon feeling like trying again. This time it went down easier and she was able to get several strokes up and down before needing to quit and breathe.

Fred was in ecstasy, no one had ever given him deep throat, and his ex-wife didn't like giving head. "I will cum soon if you keep doing that," he warned her.

"Good. I want you to cum for me. I want you to remember this when you leave so that you will cum back soon." She smiled at him and licked the precum drops forming on the head of his dick. He watched her slide the big shaft back in her mouth slowing a little as it entered her throat. She didn't stop till the pubic hairs at his base tickled her nose. With him deep in her throat she began to swallow over and over. The sight and the feel were more than Fred could stand. His hands held the back of her head as he unloaded blast after blast of hot cum into her eager throat. She finally had to breathe again and pulled back, the last spurt from his throbbing dick splashing against her lips. Embarrassed he said, "I'm sorry, that just felt so great. I didn't mean to get it in your face." She assured him that it was fine, "I like cream in my coffee, we just don't have coffee yet." They both laughed but knew that time had run low and that they needed to leave.

The flight back was quick but eventful. Fred professed his love and asked her to marry him. He wanted her to fly back to New York with him till she had to get the kids from her parents. Karen told Fred "Yes," she would marry him but didn't he think she needed to get divorced first. She also told him that she was very unsure about New York and how would he feel about moving out west. In the end it was decided that they would get together the next time he flew in. He would call when he got back to New York. They parted with a long, long kiss as he left to fly back to Phoenix.

*** CHAPTER 14 ***

Karen drove home wondering if this was still the same town and if she was the same person who had left yesterday. Everything looked brighter, cleaner, and friendlier. Paul's car was in the driveway when she got home and it didn't even make her mad.

Paul was busy packing his things. He looked up when she came in, "I'm glad you're here. I found an apartment and now I need to know how you want to divide this stuff that kind of belongs to both of us." They sat down and went through all kinds of things that they had bought, found, or just accumulated. Paul commented on her changed mood, "You sure are in a good mood today, why you are even willing to talk to me. Is not having the kids here making that much of a difference?"

Karen didn't think it would be wise to tell him the real reason so she said that it was from them finally deciding on what was going to happen in their lives. She hoped that he would want to be a big part of the kids' life but that after the New York trip she just didn't want him to a part of her life. Paul assured her that he wanted to be a daddy to his kids but told her that the company was thinking of transferring him to the plant in California.

"When do you have to go? Did you just find out or what?" Karen was dizzy from how fast her whole world was changing.

"Well I guess pretty soon. They just talked to me about it and offered me a management position if I go." Paul looked at Karen to see how she was reacting to the news that he might leave. "If we are going to get divorced it might be best to do it quick before I have to leave and we have two different sets of state laws to deal with."

"That seems real fast but I guess we could work out the details of support and settlement and get a quick one as long as there aren't any contested issues."

Paul couldn't believe that Karen was being so easy to get along with. He had expected her to fuss and drag him through the mud. Paul was sure that he could get time off from work to take care of all the details and he would check in with the office in the morning. Late that evening as they loaded up the last of his stuff, he asked Karen if she would have a last drink with him before he left. They went in and got a bottle of wine. Paul poured them each a glass and they talked about the times that they had enjoyed together. By the time that he had finished the bottle Paul was feeling brave and asked Karen why she had been so mad about what had happened in New York.

Karen warned him, "You are treading on very thin ice here and as one of the ones who helped rape me in New York you shouldn't have to ask."

"Rape! What are you talking about rape? You had me thrown out of the club, with nothing to do but sit in the limo and drink till I pass out. I woke up and you were screwing my two friends."

"I did not have you thrown out of the club and while you were getting drunk, the gang that ran the club dragged me downstairs, raped, and drugged me. Then your two friends and you raped me in the limo while I couldn't even protest."

"Oh Honey I'm so sorry, I didn't know. The two big guys threw me out the front door and wouldn't let me back in. Then when I woke up in the limo you were busy getting it from both ends and weren't fussing or fighting about it. I thought that you were mad and drunk. I decided you were doing it just to get back at me for letting the guys see you."

"Letting the guys see me was bad enough but then taking them with us to go out clubbing and with me dressed just for you. Then you wouldn't take me home after I learned about it. Why you made me feel like a slut and treated me like one too." Karen was crying as the memories welled up from where she had them sealed off.

"I am so sorry. I arranged to get the limo before the guys saw you and I had no idea that you would go out dressed like that. Is there anything I can do?" Paul was really feeling bad now that he knew what had happened.

"Hearing that you didn't just abandon me in the club helps and I guess that I can see how you might get the wrong idea in the car. It doesn't make it right, you should have made them quit." She dried her eyes and said, "You should go now but I am glad we had this talk."

In the weeks that followed Karen heard from Paul and Fred. Paul arranged for a quick divorce settlement. He gave Karen the house and a good support plan for her and the kids. Karen was happy with the settlement and glad that it hadn't gone to a long court battle with all the messy details becoming everyone's business. Even now there were rumors about both her and Paul making the rounds.

Fred had called regularly and they had spent many a dollar on phone bills. She had made one trip to Phoenix and seen Fred but they were keeping a very low profile. Fred told her that the Red Baron had burned down and that they had discovered 8 bodies in the room under the bar. The police believed one of the bodies belonged to the leader of the gang that had used the bar as their headquarters. Police were still investigating the fire as being suspicious due to the fact that a stolen fuel oil truck had crashed into the side of the building. Its tank had ruptured spilling all the fuel oil down into the basement. The wreck had cut the power lines igniting the oil and killing all the men in the basement. Police believed that another gang or drugs might be involved as no driver was ever found for the wrecked truck.

Fred hoped that Karen and the kids would come to New York even if it were just for a visit. They hadn't set a date to get married but he was hoping she would come up and meet his family. He was very proud of his family and they all wanted to meet her. He just hoped she didn't get tired of the Italian cooking. His family was pushing for them to marry in New York especially if they were going to live somewhere else. He mentioned something about one uncle having already given them a wedding present but wouldn't tell her what it was.

Fred teased her saying that now with the Red Baron and the gang that had run it gone, she really didn't have any reason to be afraid of coming to New York except him. She finally agreed to bring the kids up as soon as the divorce was final.

Paul and Karen's divorce finally happened and they parted friends. Paul would get the kids for weekends, etc. when he got settled in California. He didn't mind if she wanted to fly the kids to visit with friends, even out of state. In fact he encouraged her to find some one, to get out of the house and date. She felt bad about it but just couldn't tell him that she had found someone already.

Fred arranged for Karen and the kids to fly up right after her divorce was settled. He and Karen made their wedding plans and they stayed at his house, which was a very nice old home in the suburbs. Karen wanted the wedding to be informal even if was going to be a big one. Fred's family was great and made them feel like old friends instead of newcomers. The whole family was so glad that Fred had found someone. They had decided that he wasn't going to remarry when he wouldn't date or go out after his first wife had left him.

In just 2 months Fred and Karen were married and moved to Phoenix. They bought a nice home near the airport with lots of bedrooms and a pool in the backyard. Karen gave birth 4 months later to a beautiful little baby girl who they named Juanita. She had the cutest smile and the curliest black hair.