Felicity Ch. 52

She kissed me then continued, "And then I tried to e-mail you and you have never set-up your e-mail account."

"Oh, my only one is with Yahoo. We will set you up with an account and you can put me down on your contact list."

"Speaking of contacts, I found your link to a place called Literotica. Very nice. I masturbated three times. I also found the xHamster link but my pussy was done by then. I will spend some quality time there tomorrow."

"Your erotic adventures have changed you. Can you think back and ask yourself how much of what you have told the last three days you would have shared with me five years ago?"

She giggled and said, "Nothing."

She stood and cleared the dishes then as she removed her shirt she said, "Show me web-mail."

I was somewhat stunned but I followed her to my computer. I wondered if she had forgotten she did not have underwear on.

Or just wanted to give me an erection.

Getting her an e-mail address was difficult because most of the combinations of her name were taken. Then she had a tough time finding a password she would remember and was still in the safe range. We did eventually manage it and we e-mailed me from her account and I emailed her from mine and showed her how to add it when it came in.

"This is a lot simpler and a lot faster than it used to be. Is it the iMac, your server or the net?"

"All of the above. This is a computer from two years ago it is already becoming obsolete."

She went to my link for xHamster and looked around for a video. I started to leave but she told me to wait.

"There is a video I saw a part of this morning but I can't find it."

"This site refreshes often. If you saw it this morning it might be on page seventeen by now."

I left her there and went to watch Monday Night Football.

Just before the half she came to the living room with a beer for me and a cup of chocolate for her. I could smell the Kahlua. I could also smell her sex.

"How many résumé's did you send out today?" I asked.

"Eleven, six of them want experience with stuff I know nothing about but the other five I am sure I can do. How long do you figure I have to wait?"

"Many of those postings are for the employers to have a reserve of candidates in their files and there is no job available now. Some know they have someone leaving but it could be months from now. Some may call you in two weeks.

Two weeks from now you need to do a follow up contact with all of them. Just ask if they got your resume'. Check the site for new postings. Go to other job search sites. Never pay anything up front.

Nice tits"

She smiled and said, "Thank you."

We watched the game until she fell asleep. This time she did so sitting up. I got her a throw blanket and covered her up then went to turn down her bed. As I sat next to her body she slipped towards me. I put an arm around her and held her until the game got out of hand and turned off the TV.

I picked her up and noticed she had maybe gained a little weight. After I had her in bed I kissed her then caressed her just under her breasts. I covered her up, went to my room and masturbated.

She did manage to get up and kiss me bye the next morning but she was still mostly asleep. I reminded her to dress before her phone came in. At just past noon I got a message that read "Hi. Got the phone. Thanks."

When I got home that day she was again nude and putting the finishing touches to our dinner. I kissed her then went to change. Again my plate was placed on the table as my butt hit the chair. I waited for her to sit before I began to eat.

She told me she had sent out other résumé's and had gone back to the Sunday paper and sent out some more.

I asked her if she would need a car soon and she said no. I asked if she was getting cabin crazy and she laughed.

"This is the most comfortable place I have lived in my life. This is the only place I have had to live in for six months. It may be a while before I feel I need to leave this house."

"Good," I said without thinking.

She looked at me then gave me a small smile. I realized what I had just said but decided not to amend it.

We cleaned up the kitchen and I got a beer for me and poured wine for her. "Yummy," she said after tasting it.

We went into the living room and the couch. Tuesdays and Thursdays were the only nights I watched shows. She sat with me and I covered her legs with the small comforter. We cuddled and watched the first show.

Between shows I got another beer and brought her another glass of wine. During commercials we began to kiss. Her tongue traced a path along my lips. I let it in. Our tongues caressed each other.

We resumed watching the show. We both went to take a leak between shows and I got her another glass of wine. She took two sips and lay down with her head on my lap. I again covered her from the waist down.

Fifteen minutes after the third show began her hand was on her pussy. She began to masturbate slowly. Her cover drifted down and I could see her hand working her pussy. Ten minutes later she was closer to where she wanted to be and placed my hand on a tit. I caressed and pinched her nipple

"Harder," she said.

As the show ended she had her climax. She fell asleep.

I waited for the weather report then carried her to her bed. I kissed her pussy, her tits, and her lips before I covered her up. I went to my room and masturbated.

The next morning I went to her room and kissed her until she was awake then kissed her pussy, tits, and lips again then went to work.

At mid-morning I had and e-mail from her that read "boxer shorts."

She was again nude as I kissed her when I got home and went to my room. As I sat at the table all I was wearing was boxer shorts. We ate a fine meal and took drinks to the living room.

We kissed between sips. After we finished the drinks she again put her head on my lap but this time she was facing my erect cock. It had escaped my underwear.

I reached for a tit as she slid my dick into her mouth. She gave me the longest, most sensuous blowjob ever. I lasted much longer than expected but eventually I began to fill her mouth with my cum. She swallowed but kept my cock in her mouth.

She had apparently been masturbating for a while because she was close to an cum when I noticed. I pinched a nipple and she moaned. Her legs and hips acquired a life of their own as she groaned in orgasms. A minute later she was asleep.

I picked her up and carried her to her bed.

I kissed body and lips for a while before I covered her up. I did not need to masturbate.

The following morning she awoke to me eating her pussy. She had an orgasm shortly after she woke up. I had already been loving her pussy for twenty minutes.

Halfway through the morning I got e-mail that simply read, "more."

I ate dinner nude and she gripped my cock at every opportunity. I kissed her pussy and tits at every opportunity.

After dinner I took her to my bed. I ate her pussy to two orgasms then kissed my way up and slid my cock into her. I made long slow love to her and she had two more orgasms.

I allowed her to rest and she turned us until she was on top.

Her fuck was mostly in slow motion. She had an orgasm and began to slide down my body. I stopped her and placed her on her back. I slid my cock into her pussy and fucked her hard until I erupted into her.

I heard her groan and felt her body go into spasms.

I kissed her until she was asleep. We stayed in bed and cuddled all night. My TV never was turned on.

When my alarm went off the next morning she was already fucking me. I lasted for maybe two minutes but she was already into a cum. She must have been fucking me for a while.

Half way through the morning I got an e-mail that read, "more."

I went to the kitchen again naked that Friday afternoon and fucked her on the kitchen table before she had a chance to serve us.

After we put our dishes away I sat her on the table in front of me and I ate her pussy through three orgasms.

She urged me to trade places and sucked my cock back to life then sat me down on the chair before lowering her pussy over my cock. She fucked me hard and we were both sweating before I exploded into her again. I had lost track of her cums at five.

I stood and walked us to the couch and sat. Her arms and leg were still wrapped around me. My cock was still in her pussy.

We had not talked about our affair since she began serving dinner while naked.

"I do not see a need for you to work. You have again become my housewife and I am very happy for that. We will go shopping for another car in the morning right after your doctors office appointment."

"Why are you taking me to the doctor?"

"You have little stamina, you sleep a lot. You have not gained weight. Your body just went through a traumatic six months. I want him to tell us you will be fine and keep doing what we are doing."

"What did you tell him?"

"Everything except what you did for a living."

"I am your wife again, huh?"

"Yes."

Her face became serious and she said, "I have never stopped loving you. Behaving as I did was the biggest mistake I have ever made. Do you still love me?"

"Yes, I have never stopped. Had you stayed for a few weeks I would have taken you back."

She suddenly began to feel lighter, colder. But her smile was radiant seemingly with its own light.

She said, "The problem with being your wife is that about this time last Friday night I died on my way here. I came home as soon as I learned I was going to die. I was hoping we would connect as we have. Someone has granted me my fondest wish. I am happy.

Be happy too. Bye."

She kissed me as she slowly vanished.

I cried.

I thought I had just hallucinated the whole thing but her new clothes were there, her first dinner for me was in two separate containers in the freezer. The wine bottle was half full.

I cried.

The next morning I went to the police station and asked about any unidentified woman's bodies. I was taken to the morgue and I identified her. I told them I would take charge of the final arrangements.

Just before they closed the body tray I saw her smile.

After her burial I went home and cried some more. I drank whisky over the rocks and went to my computer.

I was stunned to see I had e-mail from her account.

It read, "thanks. I love you. Be happy."

I replied, "How?"

The response was, "You will always have me."

On Wednesday I got e-mail from her account. It had the name of an accounting firm in a coastal town named Felicity and the name Donna.

I did not think about it for a second, I resigned, called the movers and moved to the town. I visited with the small firm and was hired on the spot.

I hesitated when on the employment form before I checked "Widower."

My boss's wife saw it.

It took me three weeks to find Donna; she was in the women's shelter.

Actually it was my boss's wife that found her. I did not know that the entire town was helping me look for her.

When I met Donna I understood why Lacey had chosen her for me. Donna was a reserved version of herself.

The first thing I said to her was, "Do you like fried fish?"

It took me three days to get her to come out to dinner with me. It took me three months to get her to come to bed with me. It took me three more months to get her to move in with me.

A week later I got e-mail from Lacey. It asked, "Happy?"

I replied, "Yes. I love you."

It was the last time I heard from her.