Bowling with Carol

When I was in my mid twenties a friend and I joined a bowling league at the local University. He was attending class there but we both worked together. The teams were made up of 3 person to a team. Our third person was a very friendly girl by the name of Carol. As time went on I learned that Carol was married. I really did not give her much thought until one might when I was joking and said, "If you don't get a Strike I'm going to spank you". Well at that she just turned around and looked at me. It was the way she looked at me that kind of shocked me. Granted Carol was not a real knock out but there was some about her that stood out.

As the weeks went by me and Kelly, my friend, would give her a ride home to her apartment. It some became apparent the Carol and Kelly did not see eye to eye on anything. Carol started talking more and more to me as the weeks went by. Her husband work nights so she had taken up bowling as a means of getting out of her apartment. One night I could tell she wanted to talk to me more so I slipped her my phone number as I dropped her off. Shortly after I got back to my apartment she called me and we talked for about 30 minutes. The next night she called me again. For almost a solid week we talked to each other at night when she was alone.

Then one night she asked me to come pick her up at her apartment, it was early about 7:00. The University was not that far away so I was there in less than fifteen minutes. As I got there she was outside waiting for me. She got in my pickup and I asked what she wanted to do she said she wanted to go to my apartment. So back to my place we went, talking all the way.

Once inside we sat and talk for a while and then she wanted to see the rest of my place. I knew from our talks that she was very lonely at home but I was not about to do anything that would ruin her marriage. When we went it my bedroom she walked around a bit and then looked in my closet and saw some magazines I had in there. She asked if she could look at them and I said yes if she wanted to. So she got them and sat on the bed looking at them. She was sitting close to the end of the bed and I had my back up against the headboard.

While she was looking through them I thought about moving up behind her and hugging her. I shock that idea out of my head for fear of what she might say and do. After Carol got through looking at my Playboy's and Penthouse magazines she put them back in the closet where I had them. From there we went into the kitchen and had a glass drink.

We had just set our glasses on the table when she noticed a bookshelf I had close by. We were both kneeling down looking at the books at the time when all at once she pushed me on the floor and started kissing me. Of course I was kissing her back. Her hands went to my ribs and started tickling me. That really got to me as I'm ticklish there.

So out of frustration I started spanking her and she leaned into me and started kissing me more. After a few minutes of kissing she looked down into my eyes and said that she better go home. I really did not want to take her but I did. I wanted to take her in the bedroom and make love to her.

Being the gentleman that I am I did as I was asked. As I dropped her off she came up to my door and leaned in and kissed me again. Not long after I got home she was calling me. Again we talked for quite awhile. She asked me if I had ever fantasized about a threesome when I told no she asked me what I fantasized about. When I told her anal sex she got silent for a minute and said she had never thought about that before. Shortly afterward we said good night and I went to sleep thinking about what had transpired.

The next day at work the events of the previous evening kept going through my mind. By this time I think Kelly had a feeling that something was going on between Carol and me but he never said anything. I got home that afternoon from work and bathed and ate and had a beer. Then about 8:30 Carol called me and asked me to come get her. I could tell that she had been drinking, a lot from the sound of her voice. So I told her yes I would come get her. As I got to her place she came out and got in and leaned over and kissed me. When she had called she had said that she loved me.

Well that kind of surprised me to say the least. But I figured it was the alcohol. We got back to my apartment and she just about slumped on the floorboard of my truck. I went around and was trying to get her out when some guy saw me and helped me get her up stairs and on my bed. I thanked him and he was off. I went into the bed room and sat down beside her and she reached out and pulled me down and we started kissing. She broke it long enough to ask me to make love to her. By this time I was in no mood to argue with her. So I stripped and then removed her clothes. There we were in bed kissing and we were having sex.

Out of nowhere she asked me to hit her. At first I told her no but she kept insisting so I slapped her a few times. That only set her off more and really light her passion. I was really giving to her when she asked me if I wanted to fuck her ass and of course I said yes. So I grabbed her legs and bent them toward he chest and guided my dick to her asshole She was so wet that we did not need any lubricate I pushed and I stared into her. I looked at her face and I saw her tense up as I pushed more into her ass. I asked her if she wanted me to stop and she said no.

There I was fucking her ass and she stared moaning. After a while I got tired of holding her legs up and pulled out of her ass and reentered her pussy. After while she said she wanted me to fuck her ass again. I told her to turn over and she moved onto her side and I laid down behind her and entered her again.

We were rocking along when she started getting sober. At which point she asked where she was. I told her she was with me and she just kind a moaned out a, "Oh no". She asked what time it was and I looked at the time and it was 1:00 in the morning. She said she had to get home and she stared getting dress. I stood up behind her and reached around and played her tits and eased my dick back into her ass for a last time that night. Afterward I drove her home before she got out she leaned over and kissed me.

Two days later she called me from the hospital. As I walked into her room the next day she was surprised to see me. We talked and we kissed gently. She said she loved me and her husband and did not know what to do. I was tempted to tell her I needed her more than he did but I didn't do that. I told her she had to decided that herself. A week later she was back at bowling and afterward told me she was staying with her husband and was going to stop bowling. We never saw each other again.