Never Too Late ( Dee's Version)

After my husband Mark wrote Never Too Late 1 and 2, he asked me to read both chapters. They were mostly accurate, but incomplete, only because there were some details he was unaware of. I thought it necessary to supply those details so the reader would have a better understanding of our complicated relationship. I asked him if I could post on his account. It was also a nonthreatening way to confess to Mark that I hadn't been completely truthful about my relationship with Steve all those years ago. In light of recent events, I am confident that this new knowledge won't damage our marriage and might even add to it.

Mark was excited that I wanted to post my POV.

Mark and I met at a movie theater in Phoenix where we worked in summer jobs shortly after I graduated from HS. We were both 18. Both of us had lived rather sheltered lives. Neither Mark nor I knew much about sex. My divorced mother thought sex was dirty which might have had something to do with her divorcing of my father when I was 3. I hadn't any memory of him.

Mark went into the service that fall and we were married in a Church wedding the following summer. We had sex before we were married but we were each virgins when we met.

I started taking the pill a few months before marriage and that caused me to gain weight as my hips and ass swelled. My tits were my best asset and Mark loved to play with them and I could get close to cumming with nipple play alone.

I needed to work as Mark's military pay was insufficient. The motto of the military was " If we wanted you to have a wife, we would have issued you one." Thus pregnancy was out of the question.

Shortly after we married I stopped taking the pill due to health concerns including weight gain. My weight had increased from 115 to 140 and at 5'5" it showed.

The new contraception plan was to use a foam spermacide. Mark would load the foam into a small plunger and insert it into my pussy just before intercourse. It kinda embarrassed me to have him do it but it also made me sexually excited. The foam proved to be ineffective in the long term.

We both loved sex even though it was mostly missionary. Sometimes to change things up, I would let him put a pillow under my ass so the angle of penetration would be a little different. My upbringing made me believe anything else was unnatural and Mark was not the type to insist on making me do anything I didn't want. I did eventually let him fuck me doggie style occasionally but I felt shameful afterwards. I had no idea about penile size but Mark seemed to be about 5 inches long, big enough to do the job.

Within 3 years I had our first baby and the second 18 months later. I became a stay at home mom and Mark thought we should have my tubes tied.

So now Mark was working part time in addition to his military duty to support our family. Say what you will about Mark but he was and is a dedicated family man and always puts me first. We still had sex but it was no longer a priority. Our plan was for me to go back to work once the kids were in school. We both were committed to our family and each other.

Fast forward to 15 years later, Mark had been discharged and we were living in Santa Cruz, Ca. The girls were in school and I was working at a travel agency in a nearby city. I now weighed over 200 lbs with large breasts and a big butt. I had Italian blood so most people thought I had a beautiful face. My hazel eyes didn't need eyeliner. I was proud of my blemish free olive skin. I had black shoulder length hair. I never wore makeup except for lipstick on rare occasions.

Mark was in commision sales working a lot of nights and weekends and I was working 9-5 in a bookkeeping position.

That summer our girls were going to Phoenix to stay with my mother and I was looking forward to it after 18 years of nonstop working and raising a family.

The travel agency I worked at specialized in group travel. The clients were church groups, retirement social clubs, service organizations etc. The staff was all women except for Steve, the owner. I was the oldest employee in my late 30's. Most of the staff were single attractive professional women in their mid 20's. Even the office manager was about 30 and had only been married 3 years. She kinda treated me lije a big sister even though she was technically my boss. That I had been with the firm longer than her could have been a factor. Angie was a tall blonde and well put together.

Steve was married with a family. He was extremely charismatic with an easy laugh and a quick wit. He was a tall, very fit blonde and seemed to carry Nordic blood. His affiable manner made everyone love working for him. Steve did a lot of traveling as he had clients all over Central and Northern California. Most of the women in the office worked putting the tours together for the sales staff which was comprised of Steve and a couple of the relatively older women.

Because the kids were gone for the summer, I had a lot of free time on my hands. Mark was busy with his outside sales clients in the restaurant and lounge industry which made him work a lot of nights and weekends supporting his clients. He had to keep them happy to keep those commissions coming in.

As a result my newfound freedom afforded me "MeTime". I was making decent money so I decided to upgrade my wardrobe. I bought some nice outfits that accentuated my cleavage. Mark hardly noticed but the people at work liked the improved me.

One Friday morning Steve asked me to join him for lunch to discuss a new bookkeeping system that he was thinking of buying. He had a meeting with a client later in the day so we took seperate cars to the restaurant. On the way to my car I stopped at the ladies room and put on some lipstick.

It was a nice upscale restaurant and Steve asked for a table in a quite corner so we could discuss the details of the new program. I've got to admit I was proud to be seen with such an attractive man. He ordered for both of us and soon I had a swordfish steak with all the trimmings in front of me.

As the meeting went on, we decided to proceed forward with the new bookkeeping system. Steve was glad that he had me as an asset that would make the transition go smoothly. Then Steve asked how things were going at home.

I told him about Mark being a great dad and husband and what a hard, talented worker he was and how proud of him I was. As a matter of fact, he was out of town this weekend at a golf tournament in Tahoe with a few clients and prospects trying to close a deal. I also told him about my newfound freedom this summer with the kids gone. I noticed a couple of times that Steve's eyes fell to my cleavage and it gave me a little tingle in my belly and maybe a little lower. And what beautiful piercing blue eyes he had!

His manner exuded confidence and as our small talk continued, he made me feel at ease.

I looked at my watch and told Steve that I should probably get back to the office.

Steve reached across the table and touched my hand and said, "Dee would you mind joining me this afternoon?

I assumed he wanted me to go to the meeting he had scheduled later so I said " I would love to Steve".

Just give me a minute to make a phone call he said. This was in the mid 90's so cell phones were not widely in use. He went to the payphone and made a couple of calls as I awaited at the table

He returned to the table and said. All set. We will take my car and I will drop you back here later.

As we walked to his car, I felt like a schoolgirl on her first date. Soon he was holding the door of his BMW 8 Series for me. As I sat down my skirt rode up and Steve got a good look at my thick thighs. I paused just a sec to let him get a good look. I don't know why but I felt sexy.

Once in the car Steve told me he called Angie, the office manager, and told her he gave me the rest of the day off. She told him that she was closing down anyway which frequently happened on Friday afternoons. Most of the single women in the office had plans on Friday nights, especially in the summer, and wanted to get an early start.

As we drove Steve told me he called and cancelled the client meeting he had scheduled later. He wanted to show me the new apartment that he had rented that would be run through the business' books. It was for entertaining clients.

I was taken aback but, none the less, excited.

Could this be?

Surely not!

I was not even close to being in his league. The only man to ever show any interest in me was my Mark. Oh Mark. What would he say? What would he do? I made the decision. right then and there that if this turned out as I hoped it would, that I could never tell him. I loved Mark. I wouldn't want to hurt him.

The apartment was on the 9th floor. It was huge with a patio on which a 4 person hot tub stood. I had never been surrounded in such luxury.

Steve showed me around. I began to think that he just wanted to show his new business acquistion off and my slutty thoughts were groundless. After all, why would he choose me when he had his choice of beautiful young women?

Steve offered to show me the apartment. In addition to the large patio with the hot tub, there were two ensuites in addition to a meeting room plus a large kitchen with Wolfe and Sub Zero appliances. There was a large living room with two large sectionals and 3 chairs and a nice entertainment center with a large 25" tv in the corner.

He asked if I'd like to try out the jaccuzi on the patio. I responded that I hadn't brought a swimsuit with me.

Steve then smiled and said you don't need a suit, both bedrooms have robes of various sizes and all the toiletries one could possibly need.

"Go change" he said. It didn't really seem like he was asking. More like directing.

My stomach was fluttering. I felt my pussy moisten and swell. Off I went to the get the robe.

I quickly shed my new dress. I looked in the mirror and shook my head. I looked out of date in my granny panties and pantyhose. I was glad that Steve didn't see me in those and I promptly shed them. I had just bought a new bra that gave great support but off it came. My tits were my best asset and my nips were at attention. I stood there thinking what he would think if he got a glmpse of my unshaved pussy. I had fine pubic hair as opposed to thick and course. One could see my slit through it even when my lips were not engorged as they were now.

I put the robe on and tied the belt closed. Then I headed toward the hot tub. Steve was standing by it with his robe open and in a light blue Speedo. He looked like a male model.

It was mid afternoon and the sun was shining brightly. I told Steve I was concerned about being seen by someone in the high rise across the street. He said that it was very unlikely in that the hot tub was shaded and people were likely otherwise engaged and that I was likely only going to be uncovered for a fleeting moment.

"Besides, Dee you are beautiful and should be proud to show your body" he said.

I climbed up the step on the tub and Steve lifted the robe off me as i sat down.

Then Steve got into the tub and pulled off his Speedo.

The jets were soothing and soon I relaxed. After about 15 minutes Steve said it's time to get out. He got out of the tub and I saw his penis for the first time. I noticed that there was no hair anywhere on his body. Steve came around to my side and as I rose he covered me with the robe and we went inside.

Steve made no effort to cover himself and watching him move with his cock swinging was a beautiful sight.

He went to the bar to make us a drink and I grabbed the towel and dried myself. I had the robe back on when he returned.

He offered me the drink and said lets sit for a bit and we toasted to what a good day it is to be alive. What followed is seared into my memory and to this day is often the subject of my erotic dream as I masturbate, something that my mom would find abhorant.

As we sat Steve leaned toward me and gave me a tender kiss. I was in heaven. I wanted this man. I returned the kiss and Steve parted the robe with his left hand and lifted my left breast. He gazed at my full breast and my hard nipple gave him permission to continue.

Without a word he removed the robe from my shoulders. Then he rose taking my hand and I rose with him. My knees were weak as we walked toward his bedroom.

He stood me next to the bed and motioned for me to turn around. I slowly turned around as I felt his eyes admire my full body.

He whispered "You are beautiful Dee." Then he sat me on the edge of the foot of the bed. He leaned over and gave me another kiss, this time slipping his tongue between my lips as his hand moved to my right breast and he took my nipple and massaged it rather roughly.

I sighed, still not believing this was happening. "That feels so good Steve"

He leaned further down and kissed and licked first my right and then my left nipple as his hand returned to my right breast.

He continued until I moaned. He then gently laid me back on the bed with my knees bent over the edge of the bed.

His lips returned to my lips and he gave me another kiss, this one more passionate than the first. Then he traced his hand from my face down my body towards my nest as his lips followed.

Instinctively I spread my thighs. I 'd never felt so vulnerable and it seemed so natural, so wrong and so right at the same time.

Steve's hands carressed my inner thighs starting about the knee and slowly tracing upwards. It was so sensual and my desire was rising. As his hands got close to my sex, I felt his hot breath there and knew he was looking at my pussy.

I moaned again, this time a little louder and a little longer. Steve spread my thighs a little wider and I felt his fingers brushing my soft pubic hair. He penetrated my outer lips gently with his finger and my moan became a little louder. I was in heaven or at least at the gates.

I heard Steve say " This is the smallest, tightest pussy I've ever seen" I hoped he wasn't disappointed.

Next I felt his tongue replace his fingers and I recoiled a little but then relaxed again as Steve continued to work his magic. Mark had tried to give me oral a few times but I always stopped him and asked him to use his penis. I felt it was filthy ( Damn my upbringing) but this time with Steve it just felt natural.

Steve continued to penetrate me with his fingers and lick my pussy the full length of my slit giving increasing attention to my clitoris.

I threw my head back and arched my back and shouted "Oh, Yess Steve!" as I had the strongest orgasm in my life. Then Steve pushed my thighs wide and mounted me. I raised my head and looked down and watched as Steve's cock slowly entered. It was so erotic to watch Steve take what he wanted.

He slowly inched his way inside by pushing into me and then retreating before pushing in a little further. He seemed a little bigger than my Mark especially thicker.

He began gradually increasing his pace and soon he was violently fucking me. Mark had always been gentle so this was very different.

I cried out "Please Fuck me!!!!"

And soon Steve found another gear. I was pulling on my nipples as Steve fucked me even harder. I was thrashing my head side to side as I felt my pussy contract around Steve's shaft. I seemed to be milking his cock.

I yelled " I'm cumming" and I felt Steve bury himself in me with his testicles flush against my opening as he stopped thrusting and grunted. I felt a pulse and a stream of semen being injected inside me followed by another and then another

He stayed on top of me with his cock inside me for a long time as we both caught our breath. This was the first time in my life that I had been really fucked.

As Steve's cock softened, he rolled off me and I turned to kiss him. After a long tender kiss, I rolled to my other side and Steve nestled in behind me. With his arm around me holding my breast, I felt his cock against my ass.

He then said that he would take me to my car tomorrow.

It was only 6 PM. Tomorrow seemed like a good plan though.

Like I said earlier, I had a lot of free time.

When I said to myself don't overthink this just go along for the ride, I had no idea how right I was.

To Be Continued.