Old life... New love..

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He lives a sheltered routine life, used to order and schedule. That’s how it’s been since his wife passed. Before she died, they had the same routine and structure. Sex was for pregnancy and straight forward. His children, well mannered and reaching their early teens. 

She’s free spirited and clumsy. Travelling the world one month at a time. Her parents died and left her a trust fund for her to experience life at its best. She knows no schedule, and enjoys living. 

A job takes her to a small town, where she is to take photos of the beauty she finds. Renting a small house next to a large property. She goes over to introduce herself and finds the man less than pleasant.. but it doesn’t bother her and she soon finds herself annoying him for help each day.

How can he let someone new in his life when he had lost his only one. Everything she does, says, wears.. he compares it to her and when they become something more, he finds himself still saying she’s doing things wrongly.. can he let go of his past, and become something more with the future? and when he discovers old diaries in the attic that details a sordid affair with her ex boss, is it too late to see what he could have had.

“You should, or maybe you could do something different, for every photo we take, you write a page about how we fucked?” I went back to the photo of me on all fours “a detailed dirty page of what we done. That no one ever sees, but us.”

I smiled. “But they will read about all the dirty things we have done and all the dirty things I want to do with you.” I kissed her head looking at the photo, “so fucking sexy I want you again!”

“Take me again.” I smiled, reaching down and stroking his dick. “I want you all night.” I sunk to my knees and took him in my mouth, wanting him to feel loved and selfish for once.

I groaned and thrusted my hips up loving her mouth on me. “Baby your going to make me cum and I’d rather cum inside your cunt!” I groaned pulling on her hair. Her tongue circling the head of my cock making me jerk.

I didn’t let up, and sucked him harder, my tongue lashing against the sensitive spot on his cock. I kept going, knowing he was close when his hands gripped my hair harder and he was thrusting forwards until spurts filled my mouth, and I sucked harder causing him to jerk and cry out. “You can cum in me next time.” I smiled and wiped my mouth

I shook my head and pulled her to me. “God you amaze me baby!” I kissed her head. “How’s it feel to be a married woman?”

“It feels amazing, although it doesn’t feel very different to before, except i get to have your last name.” I smiled wrapping my arms around his waist. “Take me to bed, I’m tired and eager to explore Paris tomorrow.”

I picked her up and smiled. “Paris with my wife sounds like a good time!” I kissed her head and laid her down crawling in beside her and kissing her everywhere. We made love twice more before dozing off in pure bliss.