My Ex-Wife During Our Cooling-Off Period

The divorce was still pending, and we were in the midst of a cooling-off period. It was an arrangement that allowed us to maintain a semblance of normalcy, even as we navigated the complexities of our impending separation. Our sex life, while irregular, remained a vital part of our relationship. Tonight was one of those nights – I’d visit Jen, and we’d spend some time together before slipping into her room for a quick encounter.

Jen had taken over her old room at her mother’s house. Her mom, Barb, slept in the master bedroom, a room that had once been shared with her late husband. The rest of the house felt empty with just the two of them, but Jen appreciated the company. Her mom was amenable to my visits, and we’d always gotten along well.

I arrived at their place just after sunset, the air thick with the scent of blooming flowers. The front door was open, but the screen door kept the bugs at bay. I announced myself, and let myself in. I’d brought a bottle of wine to share, hoping it would help create a relaxed atmosphere. Barb and Jen were on the couch, their faces aglow from the TV. I was about to say something, but they shushed me, so I went into the kitchen to grab some glasses.

“Jen, you want some wine?” I called out, when the commercial came on.

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

“What about you, Barb?” I asked, knowing she seldom drank, but always polite to offer.

“Maybe just a little bit, Rob,” she replied, sounding a bit hesitant.

I poured three glasses and headed back to the living room. We settled in for the movie, sipping our wine and enjoying the show. Barb took a few sips, and then another, her eyes fixed on the screen.

“Wow, Rob, this is really good,” she said, sounding surprised. “What did you bring us?”

“To be honest, I’d never heard of it before,” I replied. “The guy at the wine shop suggested it. I thought it was just a good price and size for the bottle, but maybe there’s something more to it if you like it.”

We chatted and laughed, enjoying the movie and each other’s company. The wine was flowing, and I could feel the effects taking hold. My cock began to stir, and I knew I’d need to find a way to relieve the tension soon.

A scene came on, with the actors getting intimate. Barb blushed, while Jen seemed unfazed. I glanced at Barb, wondering if it was the wine or the scene that had gotten to her. I didn’t have time to think about it, as we settled in for the rest of the movie.

When it ended, Jen nodded towards the bedroom. I nodded in agreement, and we both got up. “Night, mom,” Jen said, as we headed towards the bedroom.

“In a minute, hon, I want to see the next guest on the talk show,” Barb replied, her voice a bit slurred from the wine.

Jen and I slipped into the bedroom, our clothes shed quickly. We’d been together for years, and nudity had become second nature to us. Jen flipped off the light, and I sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes adjusting to the dim lamp in the corner. She was beautiful, her body inviting and familiar. I pulled her onto my lap, and we began to make love, our bodies moving in perfect sync.

As we fucked, I couldn’t help but think about Barb, standing in the doorway, watching us. I glanced at the door, wondering if she was still there, but she was gone. I pushed the thought aside, focusing on Jen’s body, her moans, and her pleasure. We came together, our bodies entwined in a perfect dance.

Afterwards, I rolled off Jen, and spooned her from the side, one leg over her thigh. I stroked her face, telling her how much I’d miss her if we ever broke up. She murmured something, half-giggle, half-satisfaction, and drifted off to sleep. I kissed her cheek, and got up to dress, moving quietly into the hall.

Barb’s room was across from Jen’s, her door open a few inches. I could see her lying on her side, her back to the door. Her breathing was quiet, and she could have been asleep. I decided to open her door, and slipped inside. She was beautiful, even in sleep, her body familiar and inviting. I looked at her, wondering what she was thinking, and what she’d seen in the hallway. I knew I’d have to find out soon.

I knelt beside her, gazing down at her exposed form. The soft glow of the dimly lit room seemed to accentuate the curves of her body, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire. I gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, my fingertips grazing her skin, and she didn’t flinch. I took a deep breath, my eyes locked on hers, and began to speak in a low, husky tone.

“I think your body likes that,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own ragged breathing.

She didn’t respond, but her eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a soft sigh. I smiled to myself, knowing that I’d found her sensitive spot. I continued to caress her, tracing gentle circles around her clit through her panties.

“Lay still,” I instructed, my voice low and commanding. I began to roll the top of her panties down, pulling them away from her skin. As I exposed her to the cool air, I felt a rush of excitement. Her body was already slick with desire, and I could smell the sweet scent of her arousal.

I dipped my fingers between her legs, and she gasped, her body tensing in response. I felt a rush of moisture, and I knew she was ready for me. I began to tease her, rapidly moving my finger in and out of her pussy, the sound of our wet kisses filling the air.

She lay still, her body trembling with anticipation. I could feel the tension building within her, and I knew she was on the verge of release. I pressed my fingers deeper into her, feeling her muscles contract around me.

“Lay on your tummy,” I instructed, my voice low and husky. She complied, her body moving fluidly as she lay face down on the bed. I pushed the blanket off her and pulled her panties completely off, exposing her to the cool air.

I grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs apart, and she didn’t resist. I sat beside her, my fingers dipping back between her legs. I began to tease her, sliding my finger between her pussy lips and her clit, feeling the slickness of her arousal.

“Now, I’m going to make you cum,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

She made a guttural moan, her body tensing in response. I continued to tease her, my fingers dancing between her clit and her pussy. She began to raise her hips, trying to get me to penetrate her more deeply, but I held back, knowing that it would build her tension and make her cum harder.

“I know what your body wants,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

She whimpered, her body thrashing beneath me. I could feel the tension building within her, and I knew she was on the verge of release. I continued to tease her, my fingers dancing between her clit and her pussy.

“Let your body go,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

She bucked, her body spasming with the contractions of her orgasm. I felt her muscles clench around me, and I knew she was cumming hard. I continued to tease her, feeling her body shake and tremble beneath me.

After a moment, she collapsed, panting for breath. I helped her turn over, my hands cradling her head. “Lay back,” I instructed, my voice low and husky.

I tugged on her tee shirt, pulling it off her body. She lay back, her eyes locked on mine, and I could see the desire burning within her. I stood up, my body tense with anticipation, and began to undress.

Once I was naked, I stood beside her, my body towering over hers. I could see the outline of her tits, and I felt a surge of desire. I reached out, my hand grazing her skin, and she didn’t flinch.

“You don’t get it yet,” I whispered, my voice low and husky. “You need to cum again first.”

I got on the bed, my body lying between her legs. I could feel her heat, her scent, and her desire. I began to lick her, my tongue dancing between her clit and her pussy.

She moaned, her body tensing in response. I continued to tease her, my tongue dancing between her clit and her pussy. I could feel her muscles clenching around me, and I knew she was on the verge of release.

“I’m going to make you cum again,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

She whimpered, her body thrashing beneath me. I continued to tease her, my tongue dancing between her clit and her pussy. She began to raise her hips, trying to get me to penetrate her more deeply, but I held back, knowing that it would build her tension and make her cum harder.

“Let your body go,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

She bucked, her body spasming with the contractions of her orgasm. I felt her muscles clench around me, and I knew she was cumming hard. I continued to tease her, feeling her body shake and tremble beneath me.

After a moment, she collapsed, panting for breath. I lay beside her, my body tense with anticipation. “Suck me,” I instructed, my voice low and husky.

She didn’t need to be told twice. She pulled me into her mouth, her tongue dancing around my cock. I felt the tension building within me, and I knew I was on the verge of release.

“Good,” I whispered, my voice low and husky. “You feel good. Now lay down.”

She lay back, her legs already apart. I moved between them, my body towering over hers. “Do you want me in you?” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

“Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“What should I put in you?” I teased, my voice low and husky.

“You,” she whispered, her voice breathy.

“My cock?” I pressed, my voice low and husky.

“Yes,” she whispered, her voice urgent.

“Say it,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

“Put your cock in me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Inside me,” I pressed, my voice low and husky.

“Your pussy,” she whispered, her voice urgent.

“Yes,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

I reached down, guiding myself into her. She let out a tiny moan as I entered her, her body relaxing around me. I felt her heat, her scent, and her desire, and I knew I was home.

“I need to cum in you,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

“Do you want it in your pussy or your mouth?” I pressed, my voice low and husky.

“Pussy,” she whispered, her voice breathy.

I smiled to myself, knowing that I was about to make her cum again. “I’m going to fuck you hard,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

“Yes,” she whispered, her voice urgent.

I began to move, my body pounding into hers. She felt so good, so hot, so wet. I could feel her muscles clenching around me, and I knew she was on the verge of release.

“Let your body go,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

She bucked, her body spasming with the contractions of her orgasm. I felt her muscles clench around me, and I knew she was cumming hard. I continued to pound into her, feeling her body shake and tremble beneath me.

“Good girl,” I whispered, my voice low and husky. “Good pussy.”

She jerked with the aftershocks of her orgasm, and I knew it was my turn. I reached down, guiding my cock out of her, and she let out a tiny moan. “I need to cum,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.

Her words were a gentle command, a whispered plea that sent shivers down my spine. “Keep it in me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Cum all the way inside me.”

I didn’t hesitate, my body responding instinctively to her request. I was buried deep inside her, our bodies locked in a perfect rhythm. I focused on the sensation of her pussy sliding over my cock, the warmth and wetness that enveloped me. It was only a minute before I felt myself building towards release.

“Yes,” she urged, her voice growing more insistent. “Cum for me.” And I did, my body convulsing as I shot my load deep inside her. I felt her pussy contract around me, sucking me in deeper as I released the final drops.

I collapsed on top of her, our bodies trembling with the aftershocks of our combined release. We lay there, panting and hot, our skin slick with sweat. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as we basked in the warmth of the moment.

“I needed that,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“You seem… satisfied,” I teased, smiling down at her.

“I,” she hesitated, “haven’t been with anyone since Frank.” Her words hung in the air, a reminder of the distance that had grown between us.

“I never thought about it,” I confessed, “I had never considered what you might be doing, even though I was pretty sure you weren’t dating.”

“No,” she explained, “It took me a little while to move past him, and then I never really went looking. I don’t think I realized how much I needed this until just now.” I tried to pull away, but she held me close, her fingers intertwining with mine.

“It’s more than just the sex that I miss,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “It’s this too – just being close, being held.” I stroked her hair, my fingers tangling in the soft strands.

Hmm… a sound of realization

“What are you thinking?” I asked, my voice low and gentle.

“What do we do now?” she asked, her voice hesitant.

“In regards to…?” I prompted, my eyes locked on hers.

“Well, this is kind of wrong, and what about Jen? Do we say something?” I could see the concern etched on her face.

“Hmm, good points, yes, but I don’t think we need to say anything,” I said, my voice calm and reassuring. “It would just create a problem that doesn’t need to exist, and I think what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” I paused, a thought occurring to me.

“Besides, there’s one other thing,” I said, a hint of a smile playing on my lips.

She raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “What’s that?”

“I don’t think I’m done fucking you,” I said, my voice low and husky.

But

“No,” I cut her off, my voice firm. “I like your pussy, and I liked making it cum. I want to do more of that.” I paused, a thought occurring to me.

“Besides, I still want to cum in your mouth.” Her eyes widened, a hint of surprise on her face.

“We could do that,” she said, her voice barely audible.

“Okay, then,” I said, a smile spreading across my face. “We don’t need to work out the details right now, but we are going to do this more.” I leaned in, my voice taking on a more persuasive tone.

“Though we should try to make it less risky circumstances,” I added, nodding towards Jen’s room.

“Are you ready?” I asked, my voice low and husky.

“What…? Again? Now?” she asked, her voice hesitant.

“No, you need to suck the rest of my cum out,” I said, my voice firm.

She released her hold on me, and I pulled myself out of her, slowly making my way to her mouth. I guided her head down, and she took me in, her tongue wrapping around my cock as she sucked me clean.

This time, it was more deliberate, a slow and sensual process as she worked to extract every last drop. I felt my body tense, my fingers closing around my shaft as I guided her.

“Swallow it,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.

She did, her mouth tightening around me as she swallowed, the back of her tongue pressing against the head of my cock. I pulled back, my eyes locked on hers, and smiled.

“That doesn’t count as cumming in your mouth…” I said, my voice low and husky.

She laughed, a soft, husky sound, and I pulled her close, our bodies tangled together as we basked in the warmth of the moment.