A Heart Divided Ch. 07

I thought about the counselor's suggestion that I apologize, once Lynn and I were more stable. I felt like that might take some time, but I resolved to start working on a letter, perhaps writing it a chapter at a time, sharing with her all that I wanted to say as I reflected on our relationship from different stages on my journey since leaving her. I wanted to own up to the poor choices I had made and how they had hurt her. I hoped that both of us could hold on to the good things we had shared and let the bad fade from view. I realized how hard it would have been to stay in my old house with Lynn, after Gina and I had made our own memories there and throughout that town. I knew my heart was still divided, and perhaps a little piece of it always would be. But I had made my choice, or maybe it had been made for me, for better or worse.

I looked at the fireplace, which had been the big selling point for me on this house, and I pictured Lynn and me snuggled under a blanket in front of a fire as snow fell outside. I pictured us kissing and giggling and tossing articles of clothing out from under the blanket.

My imagination pushed that image until I found myself walking upstairs to the bedroom, hoping that Lynn wasn't too tired. I saw her curled up in bed with the lights off and felt a little disappointed. But feeling grimy from the move, I settled for a short shower before bed. When I got under the covers, wearing only my briefs, I realized how tired I really was. My feet started complaining and my back demanded to be stretched. I understood why Lynn had gone to sleep so quickly.

But when I curled up behind her, putting my hand under her shirt and resting it on her belly, she turned back a bit and said gently, "Don't tease me, Gare."

With a smile, I moved my hand up to cup a pleasantly familiar breast and said, "Who's teasing?" It only took a moment for my cock to swell, and soon I had pulled Lynn on top of me. I pulled her shirt up and off and we awkwardly wiggled undergarments away.

"I don't have a lot of energy tonight, and I don't think all my muscles are working right," I warned her as she leaned down for a kiss.

"I'm the same way, but I think we can make do," she answered, her lips tugging at mine.

Pausing for a moment, she got a look of concentration as she wiggled her hips into place. I moved mine as well, until my tip was slightly lodged in between her folds, just tapping at her entrance. As she started working me into her, she put her forehead on mine and said, "I'm happy Gare. The happiest I've been in a long time."

I didn't feel quite the same, but I could honestly answer, "I'm feeling like I can be happy again." I had another thought, but it was cut off by a groan as Lynn pushed all...the way...down. She moved very slowly in circles and back and forth, not really pumping my cock, just keeping it trapped inside her. I lay my arms gently on her back, rubbing a few spots that I thought might be sore if she was feeling anything like I was. She pressed down and back, firmly. Repeating that motion a few times, her breathing sped up.

"You close?" she gasped, and I knew it didn't matter what I said, she was almost there.

"Not yet...go ahead," I urged, rubbing a breast with one hand and gently massaging her butt cheek with the other. She let out a big breath and started moving faster. Lying on top of me, her mouth by my ear, she breathed slowly and heavily, pushing down on me each time she breathed out. Suddenly, she gasped and made a slight strangling noise. Then with one long, soft moan by my ear, she started shaking. Every little twitch of her pussy interrupted her moan, which went on until she was out of breath. She breathed in deep and then out just as slowly. It was a gentle, subdued orgasm that nonetheless left her dazed. I found it very sexy.

After a minute, Lynn lifted her head and her eyes fluttered open. "And now?" she asked. I rolled her over without a word and finally began the thrusting motion I had been dying to do since I entered her. Feeling her cum, hearing her gasp, seeing her tremble- it had all brought me to the edge. I had been doing very small thrusts through her cum, keeping myself on the edge. Now with free reign to drive towards my own release, I took her as deeply as I could.

I was speeding towards my climax when I glanced down at my wife. Her eyes were open, no longer vacant but with affection. She winked at me and gave my urgently throbbing shaft a little intimate squeeze. I would have laughed if I wasn't one the verge of...then over the edge...cumming. I cried out in relief and pleasure as Lynn pushed up at me, helping me seek that sensation of depth that I most craved in that moment.

As I collapsed onto her to recover for a minute, Lynn ran her hands up and down my back and said sincerely, "Welcome home, love. Welcome home."

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The End

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