Sean and Ginny

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My name is Sean Schwartz and before you laugh wait until I tell the story of how I got my name and my beautiful wife. Her hair is grey now and her walk a bit slower than it was when we first met 45 years ago. I don't think she weighs five pounds more now than she did then nor have her patrician features altered one bit. When I think back about all the twists and turns our lives have taken, I marvel at the good luck, and some of the bad, that has brought us to this point of our lives.

Sean

I was born 60 years ago to Patrick and Ester Riley. Yes, my father was a handsome, boisterous, Irish charmer and my mother, a quiet strong willed, Jewish beauty. She was a bookkeeper for the trucking company his father owned. To say their families disapproved of their dating would be mild compared to the ruckus raised on both sides when they became engaged. There was no thought of a religious wedding, nor would either side bend as to where it should be held, or if they would even attend. So they eloped. My father was a big man, 6'2" and just over 200 pounds, my mother, next to him was elphin at 5'4" and maybe 110 pounds. They were both redheads and both had the tempers to match. To this day I will never forget some of the arguments they had or the love they showed each other in spite of their temperaments. They had some wondrous donnybrooks but I never saw him lay a hand on her. She was inconsolable when he died in a bar fight, the other guy had a gun. I was eight years old and my sisters were six and five. My mother couldn't support us so we moved back to her family on the near north side of Chicago. There, after a year, she met and married Sam Schwartz. While my father was a volatile charmer, Sam was a scholarly quiet accountant and if I had to compare them I would guess that Sam would be the better father of the two. Of course I was older by then but Sam gave me the same love but better guidance than Pat would have. He shaped me and motivated me to become a better person than my father had been. When I was ten he said to my mother,

"I want to adopt your children. You are Jewish and according to Jewish law, so are your children. It's time they learned of their heritage and it's time for Sean to study for his Bar Mitzvah."

So the Riley kids became the Schwartz kids and when I became thirteen I took on my middle name, Aaron. My sisters, Jenny and Molly had no reason to change their first names. We never lost contact with Pat's family, since we still lived not too far away, and we were always invited to the baptisms, confirmations, weddings and even the funerals. I was always Sean to them. At fourteen, when I entered high school, I started to shoot up and fill out. By sixteen I was six feet tall and 175 pounds and second string quarterback on the high school football team. It was then when I met Ginny, Virginia Wilkes.

Ginny

My name is Virginia Schwartz and the odds against my being here, married to the man I always loved, are almost beyond belief. Sean and I met 45 years ago when we were in high school, we are almost exactly the same age and we had many of the same classes. I knew him then as Aaron. He was on the football team and I was a cheer leader. I think I fell in love with him at first sight. He was six feet tall, red haired, handsome and had a smile that could charm the proverbial 'snake out of a tree'. He had a Jewish name but he looked as Irish as Paddy's pig. My maiden name was Wilkes my family was as WASPy as could be. My mother was a DAR and bragged her ancestors had come over on the Mayflower. The ones on my father's side were, Johnny come latelies, who got here just after the Revolution. Unfortunately my grandfather, the banker, lost most of the family fortune, and the bank, in the Great Depression. So my father, instead of owning a bank, now worked in one. Aaron and I started lunching together in our sophomore year and soon started dating. I knew I couldn't bring an Aaron Schwartz home without my mother having a fit so I would meet him outside. When the Senior Prom came along and he had to pick me up, I just introduced him as Sean. My mother inquiring, as mothers do,

"He is a handsome boy. He looks Irish. Is he Catholic?"

Which to her, would have been as bad as Jewish, even though Kennedy had already been elected president.

"Of course not."

But I didn't say what his religion was.

I lost my virginity to Aaron on the night of the senior prom. His cousin Eddie was in the same graduating class. Eddie's father was in the family trucking business and as a side line had developed a limousine service. So we two couples had this marvelous stretch limo all to ourselves. Eddie kept calling Aaron, Sean and I got into doing the same, maybe it made me feel better after deceiving my parents. Eddie and his date started necking even before we got to the dance and I have to admit, it turned me on watching them. Sean and I did a little petting too, I just didn't want to mess my hair or my makeup. The slow dancing that night warmed me up even more and like many American virgins I became a woman on the way home. I watched Karen (Eddie's date) give Eddie a blow job with her strapless gown down around her waist. Sean was sucking my tit and fingering my pussy at the same time. I opened Sean's zipper and pulled out his circumcised cock and marveled at the size and firmness of it. I slipped off the seat and took it in my mouth and he groaned,

"Don't do that too long or I will cum in your mouth."

I didn't have any real experience at that point, I had only dated Sean, and I was only following Karen's example. I just looked up and nodded and he came. I didn't know what to do or what to expect. When he came my cheeks puffed out, there was no place to spit it out, so I swallowed. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. When he stopped, I looked up and smiled. He lifted me and we kissed and I let him taste what I was tasting.

"I love you," he murmured.

"I love you too," I replied

I bunched up my voluminous skirt, pulled down my panties, straddled his thighs with my knees and sat on his cock. When he penetrated me I knew that this was where I belonged. He slipped the spaghetti straps off of my shoulders and kissed my tits. I ground my pussy on his cock making it harder than before. If this was love, I wanted more of it. He started lifting me with his hips and then lowering me and I got the hint and started posting. Now I was glad my Dad have given me riding lessons. Then I came before Sean did. It was better than I have ever done before. I had come a few times when I was necking with him but I had never let him touch my pussy before. Nice girls didn't do that in those days. Well I wasn't a nice girl anymore and I loved it and I loved Sean.

Sean

Ginny was the prettiest girl in high school. We started lunching together in our second year and dating in the third. She was 5'6" when we met almost as tall as I was. Luckily, I kept growing. Her blonde hair was below her shoulders and she had a slender willowy figure. She wasn't one of the cheer leaders who got thrown up in the air but she was certainly the one that caught everyone's eye when the squad was performing. By the time we went to the senior prom I was 6" taller than her and I was close to 180. In my senior year I was first string quarter back and that made me somewhat of a celebrity at school. Plenty of girls hit on me but I only had eyes for Ginny. The night of the senior prom was the highlight of my life. It was the first time I got to touch her pussy, the first time she gave me a blow job and the first time I got to fuck her. I should say, make love to her, because that's what it was. Since then, I have fucked many women but that was love pure and simple. I think that that night we both fell deeply in love and it spoiled us for any other person. Although there were others, for both of us eventually, we had unconsciously committed ourselves to each other.

Ginny

We dated over the summer and we made love many times. The pill had just come into use then but Sean was always sure to use a condom. I left for Radcliff in the fall to learn how to be a socialite wife. Sean lived at home and went to Northwestern to learn to be an accountant. We kept in touch by mail and a few phone calls a month, there was no email or cell phones then. I came home for Christmas and mid year break and once for Easter. Travel in those days was mostly by train, it took too long and flying was too expensive. Sean got drafted for the Vietnam war and we drifted further apart and then the mail stopped. In my senior year I was dating a Harvard MBA student named Harry Waterman. It was 1972, every one was into booze, sex and dope. We had been to a house party where all three were on blatant display and I got pregnant. I must have been out of it because I really don't remember what happened, but I remember missing my period. Abortion wasn't easy then and when I told Harry about my condition he did the honorable thing, he said,

"Marry me. I love you and want to have that child with you. I have a job waiting for me, with an investment bank in New York, and we can live a good life there."

I didn't love him but I did like him and I didn't have much choice. Our son was born and I wanted name him Aaron but Harry would have nothing to do with that so he became, Harold, Jr. He was followed two years later by his sister, Margret. Harry had a good friend living near us on the upper East Side, and we became very close to him and his wife. Marty was a workaholic like Harry, and Gwen was a flirty bimbo. I should have been more observant. Harry was working late several nights a week, sometimes until well after midnight. Marty did too, except that it seems Marty was working more nights than Harry. Harry was putting his extra overtime, in bed with Gwen, and one night when the mainframe went down, Marty came home early and caught them together. They had a messy divorce, and so did we, once I got my hands on the tapes that Marty had made. It turned out that Harry was worth a bundle and I took him for all I could get, plus alimony and child support. The divorce was so bitter that Harry didn't give a damn when I took the kids back to Chicago.

Sean

I was drafted after my third year at college and I ended up in an infantry platoon in the Vietnamese highlands. We were up there for months. The choppers only brought in food, ammo and replacements and took out the casualties. After the fourth month I was one of them. I had taken a bullet through the chest, luckily it only nicked my lung. I was two months in the hospital in Nam and was then returned to the States for another two months of rehab. While I was there, waiting for my discharge, Eddie got in touch with me and told me that Ginny had gotten married. Although we hadn't been in touch for over six months, I was pissed that she hadn't waited for my return. That night I went out and got drunk. The next morning I woke up in my bed at the base hospital with the world's biggest hangover and a blue eyed blonde angel offering me an Alka Seltzer and coffee.. She said,

"I heard that last night you challenged the MP, who brought you in, to a duel with swords."

"I would have been in trouble. I never held a sword in my hands in my life."

"Evidently he is a nice guy and he is not going to report you. What happened? Girl friend trouble?"

"How did you guess?"

"Your certainly not the first unlucky GI that I have had come through here. Absence may make some hearts grow fonder but many others look elsewhere."

"Maybe I wasn't so unlucky. I just met you."

By the time I finished my coffee, I had a date with this beautiful Red Cross girl. By the time I got out of rehab I had slept with her and by the time I got my discharge, we were married. Maxine was two years older than me and had been divorced once. She was a firecracker in bed. That first time she dove on my cock she sucked it like was like it was a Christmas candy cane. She licked it and sucked it and when she felt me start to tense up, she backed off. I didn't know whether to tell her to stop or to continue. She sucked my balls, one at a time and then both at once. She had never seen a circumcised cock and loved to tongue the mushroom cap. She could have gotten anything she wanted from me that night and what she got was a proposal. That's how I ended up with a bride when I came home to Chicago.

Ginny

When I first got back to Chicago we stayed with my parents. The good part was that I had built in baby sitters, the bad part was that my mother evidently didn't trust me enough. She didn't think that I could bring them up alone. She kept telling me that they needed a father. She put the word out in her social net work and soon I had callers. Most were good for one or two dates and quit after they couldn't score. I wasn't ready to go to bed with just anyone, not after what happened with Harry. One day, with the kids in tow, I stopped into the new Starbucks in the neighborhood and who should walk in a few minutes later but Sean with a blonde bimbo on his arm. She was holding on to him like he was the last man on earth. He was surprised to see me and I think, a little bit embarrassed When I said,

"Hello Sean."

She looked at me and said,

"You are mistaken. My husbands name is Aaron." Sean said,

"No honey. You forgot. I told you my middle name is Aaron." I said to her,

"I'm sorry. Sean is what I used to call him. We are old friends."

"Max, this is Ginny, she was a good friend when we were in high school."

"Hello Max, it is nice to meet you. These are my children Harry and Maggie."

Maxine was less than happy to make my acquaintance and didn't do anything to hide it from me. Sean said,

"I heard that you were married but I didn't know you had children."

"I'm not married anymore but the kids are mine forever."

After a few more pleasantries and nice to see you again, we parted company. Maxine was looking at me like I had crawled out from under a rock. She knew, right away, that I has been more than just a high school friend. Meanwhile, my mother's campaign to find a spouse for me came up with George Wilson. He was tall, good looking and a charmer. He had my mother drooling over him. He took me out a half dozen times and I must admit I enjoyed his company and he never tried to get in my pants. A little kissing and groping but no real attempts to bed me. My mother was pushing me to marry him and when he proposed, I guess I accepted because I had no real objection to him and her nagging was driving me crazy. We married and the kids and I moved into his house. He was an adventurous lover and I had really only known two men before him,. When he suggested dildos, vibrators, nipple clamps and light bondage, I went along with all of them. Some of it I really enjoyed. Then he tried anal sex.

"NO." I said

"Come on honey. A lot of people like it this way. You have to try."

His KY loaded finger was pressing into my anus.

"NO. Please don't do this."

His other hand was covering my pussy, finger inside of me, thumb on my clit. The anal intrusion pumping in and out.

"Come on. I know you will like it."

"Nooooooooooo. Ooooooooooo. Yessssssssssssss. Ohhh gaaaaaawwwwwdd."

I came. Like I never did with Harry. Like I used to do with Sean. He then tied me to the bed with my knees drawn back along side my head. He got a vibrator and started playing with me, nipples, clit, ass hole and any other place he thought would stimulate me. Where ever he could fit it, it was a continuous orgasm. He had me hooked. He soon had me accepting his cock in my ass while he squeezed my nipples and kissed my neck and ears. I have to admit he really turned me on. We lasted for three years until I caught him fingering my five year old daughter, that was the end for him. I had lost my alimony when I married him but I still had most of my settlement and the child support.

Sean

When I got back to Chicago, I had a wife to support and I really didn't want to go back to college. When I stopped in to see Eddie at the trucking company to say hello, I got a big welcome.

"It's good to see you. I hear you got married, so did I. We will have to get together soon to introduce the girls. By the way what are you doing now."

"I'm not doing anything. I just got back."

"We need drivers. Come and work for us."

That started my career in the trucking business back with my Irish relatives. I was Sean again. Even Max started calling me that. My stepfather, Sam, wasn't happy. He wanted me to finish school and join his firm but I think that he finally realized, that after my wartime experiences, college and accounting just wasn't for me. I started driving a truck, making local deliveries. I was home every night and Max and I were fucking like rabbits. She was the hottest woman I ever knew. She had me screwing her in ways I never knew possible. She even tried to play dominatrix with me but I would have no part of that. Instead I turned her over my knee and spanked the shit out of her. It turned out she liked that better with me. After a few months I realized that Eddie didn't know beans about running the trucking business. He inherited the job when his father died. He didn't know how to schedule the drivers, bills were going unpaid and customers were giving the work to the competition. I came in from a run one day and saw him holding his head,

"I can't do this. We're losing our ass. I have no more money to pay the bills,"

"Let me call in Sam to check the books."

Sam ran a audit, found out the bookkeeper was stealing, and we were able to recover must of the missing funds. I took over the scheduling and customer relations and the business began to recover. The family realized that Eddie couldn't hack it and made me the boss. Eddie was put out to pasture. After three years I had quadrupled the business, doubled the trucks we were running and made us into a national carrier. The downside was that Eddie had nothing to do, well nothing to do but Maxine.

I came home for lunch one afternoon to hear Max's voice,

"I know what you need Eddie. You need some one to make your little wienie stand up. You need me to control you. You need me to fuck you sorry ass. You like it when I grab your cock and lead you around. Kiss my cunt. Lick it. You're my bitch now. Aren't you Eddie?

"Yes Mistress"

"Yes what?"

"Yes Mistress, I am your bitch."

"Lick my clit. Now tongue fuck me. Now lick my ass hole. Now tongue fuck my ass hole. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Your such a good slut boy. Now eat me out. Make me cum. Yessssssssssssss."

I opened the bedroom door. There was my wife, on her back, her knees next her to head with Eddie, kneeling, his face buried in her ass. His hands were cuffed behind his back and a black dildo was sticking out of his ass. When she came so did he, all over the bed and her ass. The divorce was uncontested.

Ginny

I found a small apartment not far from my parents. I had dropped the kids off at school and I stopped in Starbucks for a latte and as I took the first sip a shadow crossed the table. I looked up, smiled and said,

"Hello Sean."

Finally I was back where I belonged.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

Definitely a 4, and could have been a 5 had it not concluded so abruptly. I mean, what about the years in between their meeting again at Starbucks and them at 60 years old per the beginning paragraph? Also, could have had some interesting back and forth how that meeting again led to their marriage. Also, it seems they were still young enough when they reconnected to have children. Did they?

This probably didn't, but could have, influenced the stone classic "Jacob's Ladder" by dtiverson, and maybe also "Jenny and Bobby Grow Old" by BillandKate. Just saying.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 3 years ago
Nice start

Maybe ask someone to continue

ScorpioJJScorpioJJabout 3 years ago

OK we get it, they got together and married. Did Sean ever have his own kids with her?

26thNC26thNCalmost 4 years ago
Too short

But still a good story.

WargamerWargameralmost 4 years ago

Not even close to finished. What a waste of time

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