I saw her walk in. She was wearing skorts, you know those shorts that look like a skirt from the front. I’d never seen her wear those before, but I liked them because they showed off a lot of her great legs.

She came with her current boyfriend, Mark, and his kids. He looked like a nice guy, but I was still jealous of him. He got the fuck her whenever he wanted to.

She looked towards me and our eyes met. I saw a twinkle in her eyes, then in a split second a small tear.

I knew something was up, but I wasn’t going to bring it up. I slipped back into the living room away from the rest of the family.

Mark fit well into the family. They were all talking and laughing, and just overall having a good time.

A couple of minutes later, my wife came into the living room and said that her Aunt Deb and Mark wanted to take her shopping. I said I’d watch the kids since it was nap time anyway.

Mark overheard and said that it was about nap time for his boys too. Janie offered to say with me and help watch all the kids. Mark gave her a peck on the cheek and left with my wife and her aunt.

I laid the boys down and went back into the living room. Janie met me shortly there. She sat next to me on the couch.

Her perfume was intoxicating. It drew me in.

She leaned over and kissed my neck. "I missed you," she whispered.

"Its been awhile hasn’t it." I said quietly.

She turned my head and passionately kissed my lips.

We held each other and continued kissing.

Her hands started unzipping my pants.

As my tongue entered her mouth I felt her hands wrap around my dick.

They were so soft and warm, I could feel myself growing in her hands.

As she began lightly stroking, her other hand cupped my balls and massaged them.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed her touch. It felt so good, and it had been awhile since we had last done anything together.

She stopped kissing me, but continued stroking and massaging me.

I felt something warm touch the head of my cock, then I felt her lips wrap around my member.

The lips that felt soo great on my lips felt even better around my prick.

She began bobbing her head up and down my shaft. Each time she went down, she would take more of me into her hot mouth, until her nose was buried deep in my pubic hair.

She began sucking harder and bobbing faster. As she pulled her lips up my shaft she followed with her hand, jacking me off with each bob of her head.

As I was nearing climax she slowed down her bobbing, but sucked harder.

Harder and harder she sucked, sucking with more intensity every time she reached my head.

My dick was now covered in her saliva. With every suck there was a slurp that turned me on almost as much as the action itself.

My prick expanded and got larger than I ever remember it getting. I couldn’t hold my load in too much longer.

She wrapped her lips one more time around the base of my cock; her long blonde hair falling over my lap.

She slowly sucked and worked her way up my shaft. It seemed like it was taking her forever to reach the top, but I wasn’t complaining.

The closer to the head she got the harder she sucked. She sucked so hard that when she reached my head she was sucking so hard it almost hurt.

She kept bobbing, but she was just bobbing the length of my head. She would suck hard as the base of the head, by the shaft, and as she pulled up farther on the head she would lighten up.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

My load shot forcefully into her mouth. I looked down into her eyes. They were open wide in a surprised look.

As I pumped the last of my cum into her mouth she pulled back, flipping her hair, and leaned back on her knees. She took a big swallow and emptied her mouth of my jism.

She then leaned down and licked my tool clean.

There was a little dab of sperm at the corner of her mouth that she quickly gobbled up with a swipe with her tongue.

Once she was done I zipped my pants and sat back looking at her.

"We can’t do this again, " she said seriously.

"I know, its gonna take me at least 5 minutes to be back up to it again." I said with a light hearted chuckle.

"No, you don’t understand. We can’t do this again, I love Mark."

There, she had said it. I knew it was coming, but I didn’t want to bring it up before now.

"Do you love him, or are you in love with him?"

"I don’t know. I just want to be with somebody that I can hold their hand in public. I want to be ale to say ‘This is my boyfriend’, not have to say ‘This is my cousin’s husband’. I need somebody I can fall asleep with at night." She managed to say all this before the tears started to flow down her cheeks.

There wasn’t anything I could say. She was right. She did deserve someone like that.

I leaned over, held her, and said I was sorry.

The rest of the day was awkward, especially when Mark came back. By then Janie had cleaned herself up and was her normal happy self.

As Mark, Janie, and their small family left I hugged her and whispered in her ear that I wished her the best of luck. As our embrace broke I shook his hand and said it was nice to meet him.

As they pulled out of the driveway, I thought to myself I hope they really do make it.

But if they don’t, I’ll always be here when she needs some affection.