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It was Michelle who finally came to my rescue to break me out of grieving for my Janet. I guess it took nearly a year but she did. While I was not looking, she snuck up on me with the widow Solvang in hand at church one blustery spring morning. David Solvang’s wife had been like a second mom to Michelle taking care of her while Janet worked the books for our company. She was Janet’s BFF in modern parlance. Her best friend in all things. Now David had been gone for a while. The morning was gray as the navy ships we were modifying under our latest navy contracts. The wind was as cold as a witch’s breath. I hadn’t noticed Patricia at all in my emotional stupor. I gave her my condolences even though she had also been widowed well over a year. Michelle then informed me that she’s invited Pat to have Sunday dinner with us. This was, of course a Severin tradition inflicted on us all by Janet. Should you miss Sunday dinner you had better be dead or out of the country. No other excuse was acceptable. Dinner was pleasant, of course, with Michelle the prefect hostess as her mom had taught her. I suppose it could have been coincidence, but Pat was seated next to me and beaming huge smiles in my direction. Her conversation occasionally punctuated with light touches were beginning to get my attention. I could feel electricity every time she touched me. Over the next months, Pat kept showing up at a lot of the social events that I attended. Powerful coincidence I thought as I watched Michelle with her little girl, my granddaughter, Janet, chatting away. I even caught them throwing sideways glances at me and lightly giggling a bit. It really wasn’t too long before Pat and I became what Michelle laughingly called a “number.” We just seemed Escort Erenköy to agree on most everything except politics and that became a taboo topic. It was comfortable to be with her. I think my loneliness was on the mend. I suppose it was going to happen sooner or later. Pat and I had just come out of the Country Club. We were just sitting in the front seat of my car chatting about the dance. She suddenly stopped midsentence and just stared at me. Then she said, “You know Don, I’ve had a crush on you for nearly twenty years. You are twice the man as my David was.” The air between us was so thick you could have sliced it with a knife. She continued, “Did you know David had had a couple of affairs while we were married? Yes, she said, a tear now slowly trickling down her right cheek.” I did know about his affair with the woman in the purchasing department. Once rumor had been confirmed, I called David to my office for a man to man conference. The woman was reprimanded as well and chose to leave the firm. The other affair was a total surprise to me. “Don, you don’t know how many times I wished I was Janet.” I was simply dumbstruck. I had never thought of Pat in that way. It was as if my eyes had been opened to a new world. Pat and I had been friends forever. Slowly Pat leaned across the car and pressed her lips to mine. I was a goner. Pat and I had been like a pair of old well beloved slippers. We truly belonged together. With that Pat pulled me in for another lip-lock. This one was deeper and far more passionate. She pulled me in and I didn’t resist. Her tongue was hot against mind and I opened my lips to receive her affection. As we were separated by the console of my car, I suggested içerenköy escort we get in the back to be more comfortable. Big mistake! As I climbed in, Pat was already there and had pulled her blouse out of her skirt. She just grabbed my belt, pulling it open as she was pulling my pants down. She wouldn’t release me until my cock was out in the open air. Without another single word, she went down on the head of my now seriously stiff pecker. Her mouth engulfed it like she was starving. I know that was not the case, I had just seen her devour a surf and turf dinner. She started moving her head up and down on my engorged member stopping only once to tell me how wonderful my pre cum tasted. She also told my in no circumstance was I to think this was a one-time event, I tasted yummy and she’d be having some more of this again. Was this really the wife of my late partner sucking my dick like a woman possessed? Was this the woman who was my wife’s best friend? At that point, all coherent thought stopped and cum ejected from me like a geyser. Pat never missed a beat nor did she let a single droplet escape. She looked into my eyes and said, “Well?” Well what, I thought. Still looking me straight in the eyes she said, ”Well, Donald Severin, are you going to fuck me or what?” With that she came at me with all guns blazing. Her blouse was off, and her bra too before I realized what was happening. The wonderfully pressed silk skirt was pulled above hips and her panties were on their way south. She leaned back against the side door of the car opening her precious gift to me and started to so lightly massage her clit. What do you say? What do you do in a case like this. I mounted her as quickly Tuzla escort bayan as I could. I slid all the way on the first stroke bumping her cervix in the process. She didn’t seem to mind one bit. In fact she took a deep breath that lay somewhere between a gasp and a moan. I think I done good. She moaned again this time also running her tongue across her upper lip. She looked at me and told me, “Now I know just what kind of fucker you really are Donald, a deep one and I love it. I look forward to your long cock in me often.” We fucked like a couple of teenagers in heat until we were both either totally spent or totally empty of cum. Then came the day. Pat stormed into my office and ordered me to my feet. I was totally shocked. I knew this maneuver, the attack approach, it had already worked once before when I was just courting Janet. Apparently some classified information had been slipped from my daughter to my lady friend. This was how I had proposed to Michelle’s mom. I was in trouble and I knew it. There was no defense against this tactic. The next shock came immediately after that, Pat raised her left hand to show me the new engagement ring she had just bought for herself. Not that I had any objection, but she told me she did it to be sure it fit. Men are such klutzes when it comes to fitting women with things. Forthwith the lady dropped on her right knee and asked me to marry her. Talk about dumbstruck! she stole a page right out of my own play book. Michelle, that imp had ratted me out! And just to put the icing on the cake, the limo was waiting outside our building. Just what chance do you really think I had under those circumstances. As I glanced up, there was Michelle in the back of the crowd with a great big shit eating grin on her face. I just know she and Patricia had set this whole thing up. Next to her was her hubby and their baby girl. Little Janet piped up, “Grandpa, grandpa, you just gotta say yes so Aunt Patty can be my grandma.” I could see, I was a gonner. I was out-flanked and outnumbered.
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