Joys of the weekend

I stopped for coffee on my way home as I needed it. After getting to my place, I unloaded my car. I had so much laundry to do. After starting my laundry, I walked over to my parents’ place. I told them that due to some stress, Vince and I are taking some kind of break. They were sad to hear and offered to feed me. I took them up on their offer. I needed the carbs.

I grabbed a big blanket, a book and the dogs. We headed to the backyard. They stretched their legs as I spread out the blanket. I stretched out on the blanket with my book, they came back and curled up right next to me. Eventually, I fell asleep. I needed it. 

When I woke up, I was in my bed at my place. Naked. I looked at the space next to me.

“Hey, baby,” I whispered as I stroked K’s semi-hard penis. “I’m ready for you to stretch me out!”

My parents knew to call K instead of V. I’m glad they did. They wished that I’d pick one one of them.

“About time,” K said as he mounted me. “You’ve been sleeping for three hours, baby. Fuck! You’re so tight!”

“Think again,” I said as I grabbed my vibrating beads from my night stand. “Fresh batteries.”

“Mmmmm,” he moaned as he slid the beads into my apex. “Damn, baby!”

“The power button is near the base of your penis at the bottom. Feel that? Once more,” I moaned. “You’re going to be so tired later on!”

“My god, I’m close,” he screamed. “Does this go any faster?”

I smiled as I reached between my legs and pressed the button twice more. As he’s moaning and screaming in pleasure, I kissed him. He began to pound into my apex harder and faster.

In his throes of climaxing, he bit my bottom lip then screamed in pleasure. He took his time to pour his essence in me. 

“I’m loving the beads. Fuck that was intense!” he said as he was still gently rocking his hips in me. “Want to take me again, baby? Can you?”

“Yeah, I can take you again,” I moaned. “I want to take you again but not sure if I should. I’m not used to you, baby.”

“Fuck!” he groaned as he started thrusting in and out of me. “No more beads! I just want you, baby!”

“You sure?” I asked as I slid the beads in and out of me - with his rhythm.

“Fuck! One last time with the beads,” he moaned. “God, I’ve missed this. You. Yessssssss.”

“You sure?” I asked as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I’ve missed this, too.”

“Fuck, beautiful!” he muttered. “I’m so close, baby!”

As we climaxed together, I bit down on the base of K’s neck. He moaned as he was rocking his hips and pouring his essence in me.

“My god, you’re amazing,” he moaned as he pulled out. “Beautiful, smart, sarcastic, amazing, and wonderful. How sore are you, my darling?”

“Please don’t,” I said as I rolled away from him. “Please don’t call me that. I’m pretty sore.”

“Sorry; I didn’t know,” he said. “Want me to get the shower ready for you?”

“Please do,” I said as I sat up, covering myself up.

K left the room to get the shower started. I got up, stripped the sweaty sheets, tossed them into the washer and joined K in the shower. 

“Look at you…so beautiful,” he said as he eyed me up and down. 

“You’re not too bad yourself,” I said as I kissed him. “It’ll be a quick shower as I’m hungry.”

“Hungry for more later? Does that mean keeping my hands to myself?” he asked.

“Yeah. Look at that mark I left on your neck. I want to leave another one later.”

He laughed. We hurried up showering, got dressed and he ordered Mexican. As we were waiting for the food, he said that he had something to ask me.

“What’s up?” I asked as I hugged him. God, I love the smell of him.

“What’s going on with you and Vince? What’ll happen to you and I?” he asked. 

“To be honest?” I asked. “I’m not sure. I suffered two miscarriages in the past number of months with him and he just aggravated me last weekend. I just needed a break to figure out what I wanted - or who I wanted.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” he said as he squeezed me tight and kissed me on the top of my head. “What am I then? A toy?”

“Thank you,” I said. “You’re someone I care about, K. That’ll never change. As of what’s going to happen to us? I don’t know.”

“Do you love me?” he asked. 

“I don’t know but I care about you,” I said. “I know that I love him.”

“I know you do, beautiful. I’m not going to ask you to stop loving him in order to love me.”

I looked up at him and saw tears in his eyes. 

“I’m sorry that I can’t tell you what you want to hear. I care so much about you and you’ve made my life better,” I said. “Let’s worry about today and tomorrow, ok?”

He nodded his head in agreement and kissed me deeply. Sadly, the doorbell rang. I went to go answer the door; I was afraid that it was V but it was our dinner.

We barely talked as we ate. After eating and cleaning up, I took the sheets from the washer to the dryer and put a new set of sheets on the bed.

“Don’t completely make the bed,” he said as he caressed my ass. “I’m starving and need dessert!”

“I bet you do,” I said as I was putting one of my hands down his pants to stroke him. He took his sweats off, I took off my shirt, got on the bed and spread my legs for him. 

He joined me on the bed a moment later and he started eating my apex. I climaxed several times back to back. K then slid his girthy penis into my apex. 

“Fuck, baby. I want to ride your apex ALL night,” he grunted as he was pushing his hard penis into my swollen apex. “I don’t think that I’ll be able to stop. Fuck. Just take all me already! Fuck! I have to force myself in you.”

“Take me until we need to get up on Monday,” I moaned. “Fuck, yes! I love it when you force yourself in me!”

K forced himself deep into my swollen apex for several hours. We climaxed often that night (Saturday) and eventually fell asleep in the very early hours of Sunday.

When we woke up mid morning on Sunday, K’s penis was still in me. He started rocking his hips.

“My god,” he moaned. “You’re so swollen. Can you handle me? I could just stay in you forever!”

“Yessssssssss, baby!” I moaned. “Barely but you feel so good!”

K took his time riding my apex but as he was getting closer to climaxing, he rode me hard and fast. A few minutes later, he shot his biggest load deep inside of me. 

“I want you throat,” he moaned as the last of his essence poured into my apex. “I love when you take me down your throat!”

He pulled out of me and I got on my knees. When I opened my mouth, he slid his penis down my throat as far as he could. As I began to gag, he got the rest of his penis down my throat. He began to slide his penis up and down my throat as fast as he could; he poured a load down my throat.

“Your throat is tighter than your swollen apex,” he moaned as was pushing his penis as far down my throat as he could. “One more time, baby!”

He pounded my throat for a long time and shot two more massive loads down my throat. He moaned. 

I got back on the bed to lay down. He joined me and wrapped me up in his arms. We fell asleep in a few minutes and slept for several hours. 

When I woke up, I noticed that K wasn’t in bed with me anymore so I shrugged it off as I stripped the bed and tossed the sheets into the washer then went to take a shower.

I was sore and had a few bruises but felt better afterwards. I got dressed and went downstairs. There he was, standing next to the coffee machine waiting for the coffee to brew. I tried to sneak up on him but the floor creaked beneath my feet. 

“Hey, beautiful,” K whispered as he leaned down to kiss me. “Sleep ok?”

“Morning,” I said as I kissed him back. “I was a little bit occupied last night. An attractive man kept me up and had me moaning in pleasure.”

“Did he please you?” he asked as he brushed my hair out of my face.

“Yes, baby, you did,” I said as I kissed him. 

He smiled and poured some coffee for me. I added cream and sugar and drank my coffee. He asked what I wanted to do - I told him that I wanted to do my laundry and watch a movie. He said that he’ll start my laundry as I drink as much coffee as I wanted and pick a movie. 

As I picked the movie, I ordered food and a ton of it. Once he was ready, I started the movie and became wrapped up in his arms and a blanket. As we watched the movie, our hands explored the other’s body. 

All packed up, left V, slept with K and now home

I went to Vince’s after work yesterday. His apartment was quiet when I entered then remembered that he was golfing this afternoon. I grabbed my stuff - clothes, toiletries, dishes, etc. - and packed my car. After that, I sat down at the desk in his office to write him a letter. 

“Dear Vince,

Thank you for loving me and being a part of my life for so many years. I never thought that we’d be together as I was once your student. We’ve had our ups, downs and everything in between. The last number of months have been wonderful and stressful. Between the miscarriages, stress to get pregnant again and me sleeping with K last week has been too much for me.

You’re as upset as I am over the miscarriages and the failed attempt to get pregnant. Totally understandable; I know that you wanted to have kids as much as I did. I didn’t tell you that when received word that I wasn’t pregnant, I was also told that I can’t have children. 

Please take time to heal from us then move on to have children with someone who can. I’ll try to find someone that will make me as happy as you did and be ok with being childless.

I love you, old man and I always will.

DeppGrl”

I placed the letter in an envelope. I brought the letter, my engagement ring and the spare key for his place by the basket where he leaves his wallet and keys. I looked through his place one last time for anything that I didn’t pack and went down memory lane. I then left his place one last time. 

When I got to my place, both Brick and K helped me unload my car. I dumped my laundry in the laundry basket, grabbed my toiletries and fresh clothes to pack. I thanked Brick for his help. Ken took me by the hand and asked if I had my birth control and my stuff. I said that I need to grab my birth control (I mainly take it for PCOS) and let go of his hand. I grabbed it and rushed back out. 

Brick left but K was waiting for me. 

“Want to come with me or do you want to take your own car?” K asked. 

“I’ll take my own car,” I said. “Can I ride you when we get to your place?”

“Of course you can,” he said as he smiled. “I can’t wait to be inside of you again. I’ll be beyond ready when we get to my place.”

About 25 minutes later, we got to his place. He carried my bag in for me. After getting settled, we went to his room and stripped and got on his bed. I straddled him, guided his penis towards my apex and slid down on his amazing penis. 

“Fuck, I’ve missed this,” I screamed as I slid up and down his penis for a few minutes. “You’re so big, K!”

“You deserve good penis,” he grunted as he flipped us over. “I’m going to take you until you can’t walk straight, baby!”

K rode me several times, making me scream his name. We fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms not long afterwards; he was still inside of me. I’d been so tired from the stress that I slept through the night and woke up to him kissing and caressing my body.

“Good morning, beautiful,” K whispered. “Glad you could join me, baby. I’ve enjoyed caressing you this morning. You’re incredibly wet, baby.”

“I’ve got needs,” I said as I stroked him. “Don’t make me take care of them myself!”

“I won’t,” he said as he mounted me and pushed his penis into my swollen apex. “As long as I’m in the same room, you’ll never have to pleasure yourself, baby. God, you’re so tight!”

“Fuck, baby,” I moaned. “I’ve missed this. My god…you’re hitting the back of my cervix. Yessssssssss!”

“I want to spend the day, stretching you and hitting your cervix,” he grunted as he put both legs over his left shoulder. “Take me, beautiful; take all of me. That’s a good girl! Yessssssssss!”

Moments later we climaxed together. He laid on top of me filling me up with his essence. 

“My god, baby,” he moaned as was filling me. “I’m sorry for such a big load. Fuck, baby! Almost there!! God, yessssssssss!” 

He pulled out and rolled over, falling asleep. I got up, took my birth control and took a shower. Once I was showered and dressed, I packed up my stuff and went to my place. 

Drinks, talking and some more fun

I went straight from work to Vince’s place after work yesterday. We had a good conversation about last weekend; the vase, making food I’m allergic to and creating a mess. As we were talking, we drank several bottles of wine. 

“I’m so sorry for the other night, baby,” he said as brushed my hair off of my face. “I was trying to do something kind for you. Finding out that you weren’t pregnant must’ve been devastating.”

“Thank you, old man,” I sighed. “I was hoping that we’d have a child together.”

“Same here,” he said. “What do you want to do tonight?”

“I want to say to stay like this - in your arms - for the rest of the night,” I said. “But I need to pack up all of my stuff, bring it to my car - load up my car and then leave in the morning.”

“Why’s that, my love?” V asked. 

“I need some time, old man,” I sighed. “Between the other night, the miscarriages and stress we’ve been dealing with has become too much. I don’t know if I can do this anymore.”

“Oh, my heart,” V said as he wiped my tears away. “I’m so sorry that I’ve said anything and acted in a way that has caused you to come to this decision. We couldn’t control the miscarriages at all. That hurt both of us but you more so in different ways. Baby, I love you so much.”

“We were both at fault and that’s part of what brought me to this decision,” I said. “The miscarriages destroyed me and made me realize that I can’t have kids - I know that you want kids. I think that you’d have better luck with someone else.”

“Babe,” he sighed. “I don’t want to try to with anyone else. Sure, I want kids but you’re more important to me than us trying again.”

“I slept with K the other night,” I said. 

“I know, darling,” he said. “He told me as he drove away the following morning.”

“That’s the other part of why it’s time for us to be over,” I explained. “We’ve both been cheated on - either when we were with other people or when we have been together. I love you but I can’t put you through this.”

“I won’t let you make that decision of the ending of us on your own,” he said as he kissed me passionately. “I love you - we’re making the decision of the relationship. Together. As a team.”

He stood up, got undressed and offered me his hand. I took his hand and followed him to his room. I stripped and got on his bed. He hopped up onto the bed and mounted me. 

“My love, your apex is amazing,” he moaned as he was pounding me. “I could spend the rest of my life inside of you!”

“Tonight’s the last night,” I said. “Make the most of it!”

V rode me hard and fast the entire time; we were screaming all night. He was rough and I loved it - he made me climax so hard and so often. I loved how much the sex hurt in pleasurable pain. 

Some fun

I went to Vince’s last night for dinner but ended up spending the night. As usual, dinner was great and the sex even better. He made sure that I was wet and ready for him before he slid in my apex. 

“You sure, baby?” V asked as he was rocking his hips.

“Yeah,” I moaned. “I’ve been on the pill long enough.”

“Good,” he said. “I’d rather you not on it at all, pretty baby.”

He bit down on my breasts and rode me ALL night long. He drained himself into my cervix. It’s a shame that my cervix is unfriendly…I want at least one child with this gorgeous man.

As he was pouring the last of his essence in me this morning, he said that when I’m ready to try again, he’ll be ready. 

I don’t know how to label this one (from this past weekend).

I showered, brushed my teeth, took out my contacts and got dressed before going downstairs. I didn’t want to deal with the mess and chaos that V was creating. 

“Throw everything out,” I sighed. “Please just throw the food and the flowers out. Once you leave, I’ll clean up.”

“What?” V asked me. “What did I do?”

“You came in - unannounced - commandeered my place, started cooking food - to which, some I’m allergic to, by the way! - and you also broke an antique vase that was my grandma’s. Just clean up and go, ok?”

“Seriously?” he asked. “What did I do? I’m here to take care of you!”

“Yes, seriously!” I exclaimed. “What did you do? Did you not just hear what the fuck I just said? You know what - get your shit and go. I’ll clean up as usual.”

Vince looked at me like I gave one of his cats a dirty look. He grabbed his stuff - overnight bag and all - and left. Once he left, I just took all the plates, utensils, pots and pans he started using out to the garbage can outside. My brother bought me fancy pots and pans, set of plates and utensils a few years ago that I’ve been wanting to give them a try so this was the perfect time. 

I cleaned up the broken vase. That’s when I started crying. I was tired - both physically and emotionally - and needing some space from V. We've spent almost every single day together in the past 4 1/2 months; he knew what foods that I'm allergic to as well as knowing that the vase he broke was sentimental - my Gram (the world's BEST grandma ever!) owned the vase and put it in her will that I'd get it when she died. 

Calling my brother or Brick was a thought but I changed my mind. I called K. I know, I know.

"DeppGrl? Are you ok" K asked. "It's 1 am - ok, 12:45 am but close enough - what's going on?"

"Never mind," I sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you. Go back to bed."

"I'm up and I'll be over shortly, ok?" K said. "I just need to take care of a few things then I'll be over. Maybe in an hour?"

"Ok,” I mumbled and hung up on him.

I finished cleaning the mess in the kitchen and the rest of my place. After I was done, I showered. By the time I got out and had a towel around me when K knocked on my door. I opened the door, letting him in.

"Oh, baby," K moaned as he kissed me. "I've missed you so much!"

"K, I didn't call you over for a booty call," I explained. "I had a fight with the situationship. He accidentally broke a vase that was special to me and made food that he knew that I was allergic to. I kicked him out for the weekend. We've spent almost every day together, suffered two miscarriages and added stress of tonight.”

"Come here, doll," he said as he hugged me. "I brought chocolate, cookies, snagged ice cream from my freezer and wine. What would you like first?"

"A hug first," I said. "I've always enjoyed your hugs."

"Sure," he said as he kept me in his arms for a long time - or at least felt like a long time.

Ok, K," I said as I sighed. "It's time for ice cream and cookies....It's kinda melted if not mostly melted by now. Might as well as toss the wine in the freezer to cool it while we eat sugary yumminess."

"Even if I don't want to let you go?" he asked. 

"Yeah," I said. "I know you want more than I can give right now. I care deeply for him."

“I know,” he said. “If we had different circumstances - me being divorced and you not with Vince - would you be able to be with me?”

“Please don’t ask me,” I signed. “I’m happy with him - maybe not for breaking my grandma’s vase but I’m happy being with him. No one can foresee what’s going to happen.”

We sat down and ate ice cream soup with cookies. We talked for a bit as we drank wine and lost track of time.

“It’s late,” he said. “Can I stay the night?”

“Hang on,” I said as I picked up my phone. “Vince. Sorry to wake you up. Yeah. He’s still here. He wants to sleep here. The other room. Ok.”

“What was all that about?” K asked as I hung up the phone. “You need permission from him to let people sleep over?”

“Just letting him know that you’re sleeping over - in the guest room,” I said. “Just so you know, I don’t need any man’s permission for another man to sleep over at MY place, K. I was informing him that a former partner was spending the night. You want to sleep on a bed inside or sleep in your car?”

“Sorry about that,” he replied. “Do you still have spare stuff in the bathroom?”

“Yeah,” I replied and headed to my room, locking the door behind me. 

I unlocked my door and headed to the spare bedroom, opening up the door. K - partially undressed - stared at me as I took off my nightgown. 

“You want this? Me?” K asked. “My god, you’re incredible!”

“Yes, I do,” I whispered. “I’ve missed you spreading my legs and stretching out my apex.”

“Will you tell him?” he asked cautiously.

“No,” I said as I kissed him. “We’re two consulting adults. Stretch me, K.”

He picked me up, carried me over to the bed, got on the bed spreading my legs and destroyed my apex by licking, biting and sucking. He ate my apex for over an hour; I was whimpering his name. He got up, got between my legs and asked me if I was ready for him. I nodded my head yes. He slid his super girthy penis deep inside of my apex. Once he was fully inside of me, he began to ride me.

“Fuck, baby!” he groaned. “You’re tighter than I remember, baby. I won’t be able to last much longer!”

“You’ve got me for a few more hours, babe,” I moaned. “You’ll get your chance to drain yourself in me. Fuck, you’re massive!”

“FUCK!” K moaned as we climaxed together. “You forget?”

“Yeah,” I said. “But your massive penis feels amazing. You feel like you’re ready again!”

“Babe, I’m 11 1/2” long and 4” thick,” he said as he’s riding me harder and faster. “My penis is almost hitting your cervix wall. God, I want you 24/7!”

He rode me for the next four hours, pounding my apex and had me in different positions. I loved when had my legs over his shoulders and in doggy; he was hitting my cervix wall. We fell asleep while he was pouring his last load in me.

Heard back from the ON/GYN

The doctor called me as I parked my car at Vince’s. I immediately answered the phone. 

“Good afternoon. This is Caterina from from XYZ OB/GYN’s office. Is DeppGrl available?”

“This is DeppGrl,” I said. “What are the results?”

“DeppGrl, I’m sorry to share with you that the results are negative for pregnancy,” Caterina stated. “You’re not pregnant.”

“Ma’am, thank you so much for calling me and letting me know,” I said. 

I hung up the phone and just sat in my car. The exhaustion of the week and the exhaustion of trying to get pregnant again hit me. I just started to sob. This is it. In my 40s; not pregnant and most likely unable to get pregnant again. It doesn’t help that my BMI is on the higher end, I have PCOS and quite clearly, over 35. 

I caught my breath, called Vince that I’m parked at his place but heading home as I need the space to grieve the fact that I won’t be at to get pregnant (and stay pregnant) and be a mother. Vince said ok; I could hear the strain in his voice. I could tell that he was disappointed that he’d never be able to have kids with me. 

Went inside, put my stuff away, plugged my phone in (but turned it off), and took a super hot shower. After I showered and dried off, I went straight to bed to lay down. I couldn’t sleep nor could I cry. I couldn’t even move. I heard my front door get unlocked. 

I threw on my robe, got my baseball bat and got to a good spot where I could see the front door open but remain hidden. The door opened and it was Brick. I laughed as I placed my bat down. 

“Whatever happened to letting me know you were coming over?” I asked. “You usually tell me!”

“By the way that you parked, I knew something was up,” he said. “I called Vince and he said that you were expecting good news but didn’t get it. He didn’t go further than that. So I figured that I’d check in.”

“Other than you giving me a heart attack? I’m ok ish. Thanks for asking,” I said. “Next time, let me know when you’re coming in!”

He laughed and said he would. We hugged before he left. I then started my laundry and went back to bed to lay down. Finally, I was able to fall asleep for a little bit. I was sound asleep that I didn’t hear Vince coming in and out, didn’t smell the flowers nor him cooking dinner. Until he broke one of my favorite vases. 

Getting blood work done

Monday, I called my OB/GYN’s office for an appointment for blood work to get done yesterday. 

The nurse was excited for me and was also sympathetic about the recent miscarriage. I told her that I’d be excited if I was pregnant but I don’t really trust home pregnancy tests and that I’m nervous; I’ve got a history of miscarriages, I’m 41 and V’s 58/59 (he’s 58 yo now and his 59th birthday is in a few weeks)