I posted a story “Sketch Model” a while back. It is about the time a girl in college, named Staci, that I knew well and previously had a huge crush on asked me to pose nude for her sketch project. A two week highly sexual affair resulted before she dumped me. Meanwhile I had quickly developed deep feelings for her, and worse being part of the same social crowd I had to witness to all her next few boyfriends with whom she was known to have abundant and exuberant sex. Thankfully dating her ex-roommate for several months helped ease my pain and diminish my feelings for her somewhat but they never went away all together.

After college I then enjoyed a 3 year period of the wildest and best sex of my life up to that time, several one-night-stands, short flings and all. Then one night strolling across the big open area in a rather large night club I thought I heard someone shouting out my name. To my surprise it was Staci, sitting at a table with some other girls. I hadn’t seen her since my last week of college and really hadn’t heard much about her from old friends. She had just moved to the city I was in to start a new job at a small advertising agency. We hung out that evening and went to lunch in a couple of days later. We started hanging out together and soon she dumped her boyfriend, who lived in the town she had moved from, and within weeks she and I were living together. And within several months we got married in a rather large wedding in her home town, several of our old college friends in attendance, some as bridesmaids and groomsmen.

The first 2 years were great, we had an apartment, worked at pursuing our careers and shared an active social life with our many mutual friends. Then we moved to a larger metro area for better opportunities. Soon Staci was pregnant so we bought a nice new starter house, typical of the time, vinyl siding, in a new subdivision. It didn’t seem like very long and we had a baby boy and a little over a year after that we were having another child, a beautiful little girl.

Meanwhile, two partners and I started a business. I was working very long hours and a lot of weekends. Staci had tried just being a stay at home mom but was unhappy with our financial situation. Soon her little sister moved in with us, I had finished out the basement and she lived down there, went to the local community college and helped out by baby sitting the kids. Staci had started freelancing advertising graphics from home. We were paying the bills but there wasn’t enough money for the country club lifestyle, big house, and great vacations, Staci really wanted. We began to argue, especially over finances as Staci wanted to always take on more debt than I was comfortable with.

By the time the kids were in elementary school it seemed like we argued everyday. We still had sex but it had slowed down to only about once a week. Then one day, soon after Staci inherited some money from her grandparents, Staci blindsided me by telling me she was filing for divorce and I needed to move out. Just like that!

She already had an attorney, a guy known to be a really good divorce attorney but also reputed to sleep with a lot of his attractive female clients and Staci was and still is a very attractive woman. I went to a firm for an attorney and was given a young nice looking lady only couple of years out of law school. She was what I could afford.

The divorce process turned very nasty, especially over child custody and the fact that Staci wanted the house and me make all he payments (instead of selling it and splitting the proceeds.) During the divorce, evidence came out that Staci had been banging one of her clients, an older wealthy guy. That really pissed me off so I became especially disagreeable to anything she wanted and the divorce process was dragging on and on.

I was spending a lot of time with my attorney, Phyllis, who was an attractive young blond, one thing led to another and one night while going over paper work at my extended stay hotel room, we ended up having sex. Then we started having sex nearly every night as a relationship began to develop.

One day Staci called me and asked if we could get together just the two of us and hash this out so we could finally end it. I agreed and I went over to the house. Her sister had taken the kids to a movie so we could meet alone. Staci was not dressed particularly provocative, but she did look great in that pair of tight jeans and tight casual blouse. We somehow got started talking about old times when we were first married and I can’t explain it but standing at the kitchen counter sipping coffee we ended up kissing. Then very passionately kissing.

Soon she was pulling my shirt off and removing her blouse and bra. Once I had my hands on her breasts there was no turning back. Our clothes left a trail from the kitchen across the den down the hall to the bedroom. Staci was all over me, it was like when we were first together. I found myself laid out on the bed and she had my cock in her mouth sucking it hard and licking it from the tip all the way down, across my balls to my scrotum and back up several times. She was taking it deep and then licking it all over again and again. I was so excited that I had to taste her big erotic pussy lips, so I stopped her, spread her legs out and went down on her. The sight of her big wet pussy lips was just as great as the first time I had ever seen them while in college. I spread them out like butterfly wings and started licking her clit then slowly teasing her lips with my tongue and prodding her very juicy pussy with my fingers. I knew just where her g-spot was, after years of practice, so I went right to it. Staci had her hands clutching my head, running her fingers through my hair as I performed cuninglingus on her, knowing just how she liked it and giving it to her with more passion than I had shown her in a long while. She eventually pushed my head away fast and I knew she was having an orgasm.

I gave her a minute then I mounted her missionary and my cock pushed in easily inside her very wet and aroused pussy. Staci grabbed me hard and pulled me tight, her eyes peering in to mine as I was pushing in and out of her. She was shouting out loud for me to “fuck her hard!” And after a few minutes of missionary, Staci was asking me to let her on top, so we rolled over without my cock coming out of her and she laughed and said. “great move” and immediately started pumping hard on me as soon as she was on top. She placed her hands on my shoulders and clinched on to them tightly as her body ground forward and back, up and down. Next I felt her hands on my chest, she was so excited she almost ripped out several chest hairs.

I couldn’t believe it when we soon found ourselves in the dogstyle position. We hadn’t done that in about 4 or 5 years. I had a handful of her hair and holding it tight as she was yelling out for me to fuck her and making a lot of loud passion noise. Then I found myself cumming in her and soon we were laying embraced together on the bed. Staci was saying, “Good God that was good!” We lay there for a few minutes and she grabbed my cock fondling it wanting to go again.

Staci went down on me licking and sucking until my cock was fully erect for round 2. Again we started out missionary, her pussy was so wet from the first round I easily slid in to her. Her legs wrapped tightly around my lower back, Staci letting out very loud sex moans and groans. Then like the first round she wanted back on top. She was so excited like old times. She was grinding on me hard and even beat on my chest with her fist she was so excited. I had no doubt when she started cumming and I was able to push myself to an orgasm also. Then as soon as she finished cumming she just collapsed onto me. “Oh my God that was good,” she said several times to me as she lay with her head on my chest.

Then I guess we started to come back to our senses. She said, “what happened to us?” Staci got her robe out of the closet and put it on and she found one of my old robes that was still there and gave it to me and I put it on. We sat in bed for a few minutes talking to each other and asking what we were going to do. I knew that she was not going to be happy and I still had deep resentment and anger knowing she had cheated on me, but we decided to go at the divorce proceedings in a much more amicable way. Then we decided retrieve our clothes we left over the rest of the house.

Once we left the bedroom we discovered Staci’s younger sister sitting on the sofa, our clothes still strewn all over the place. Evidently the time had gotten away with us and she had returned with the kids. She said she had put the kids to bed. She looked very displeased. I think partly that we had made so much noise. Later Staci’s sister told Staci’s attorney about us having sex. He was obligated to tell the judge, who had to let my attorney, Phyllis know.

There were a lot of unhappy people as a result of our having had sex that night. The divorce proceeding according to state law had to start over from the beginning. My attorney, Phyllis, with whom I had been having sex, was angry with me. Evidently, Staci had been fucking her attorney and he was a little displeased also and then there was that older male client of Staci’s who she was supposed to be dating and he was quite unhappy.

To make matters worse, just a couple of weeks later, just when I had straightened out things with Phyllis and had resumed sexual relations with her, Staci and I had once again ended up fucking at my office. I found out later, the old guy she was seeing had her followed and that’s how it was found out and news made it to the judge. Again, we had to re-start divorce proceedings. This time, Phyllis did not forgive me, though she stayed on as my attorney through the divorce. By that time I think Staci’s attorney was banging another client, and the older guy became Staci’s second husband exactly two weeks after the divorce was finalized.

We ended up with joint custody of the kids, a 2 weeks here-2 weeks there, arrangement so we had to live in the same school district. We sold the house, split the proceeds, no alimony for her, but a hefty child support which I never was late paying by the way. I am and always have been nuts about my kids. Staci and her new older wealthy husband had the country club membership, big house. Mercedes for her, she so desired until he kicked with a heart attack 4 years later. (She had sex with me 2 days after.) She came out of that a very wealthy woman. Within a year she had married another very wealthy guy, 10 years older than her. And he was only her third husband. Staci even after turning 50 still looks great, looks 10 years younger, partly in thanks to her being a fitness nut and also thanks to cosmetic surgery (her 4th husband was a plastic surgeon, a brilliant surgeon, but not so great in the common sense department. He didn’t make Staci sign a pre-nuptial agreement, he should have!!!!) Our son is through college and doing very well and our daughter is currently in college.

A couple of points. As soon as all of her marriages went into separation or divorce she has come to see me and we’ve had sex. When my other marriage ended badly she came to see me and we had sex. The second thing to state, if she had stuck it out with me, my business eventually was a tremendous financial success and I would have supplied her with all those shallow things she wanted. She has given me several subtle hints that she would like to get remarried to me and has stated that divorcing me was her one great mistake in her life. I sold my business and now work only part time as a highly paid consultant and spend a lot of time traveling around the USA and the world. Staci and I do have sex occasionally. We meet over dinner to discuss the children, usually when Staci wants me to pay for something expensive for them, usually sex follows along with me writing a large check for a new car, a school trip, or whatever for our kids. But I love being single and do not wish to ever be married again.