Trying to move on

Since leaving Vince at the ass crack of dawn on Sunday, our mutual friends have told me how miserable Vince has been. I figured that it served him right as he now knows that he should've waited for me and I also hoped that he truly does work things out with his wife; not for him to be unhappy but for them to be happy together. As heart broken as I am, I know that moving on from him is the best move even though he's my soul mate; if he hadn't cheated but stayed faithful instead, I would've had as many children as he wanted. But c'est la vie. 

I had come back to my parents' Sunday to spend the night with them. They knew that Vince and I broke up towards the end of the summer and that he royally fucked up; they also knew that I'd just spent the weekend with him....they even know that he's married. They didn't say anything at all when I walked in. They just hugged me. My mom took what few dirty clothes I had and did my laundry while I went to bed for a few hours. I eventually woke up around noon, showered, got dressed and came down.

I had lunch and said that I was going over to our neighbor Brick's for a few minutes to see if he needed a hand with anything (I've been cooking and baking for him as his arthritis has been acting up; he's told me a number of times that if he were younger, he would marry me…. I always thought he was joking). His nephew was also over hanging out. We bull shitted for a bit and when Brick had stepped out of the room, Matteo asked if I was available on Monday to hook up and I said that I was free; we agreed on the time as Brick was coming back.....Brick was still a little upset that I ended the physical part of our relationship and he has stated in the past that he'd be jealous if he knew that I was hooking up with his nephew - although he didn't mind nor care in the past.

When I entered through the garage, my mom was looking a bit thrilled with herself. I didn't ask nor did I want to know. She said that Matteo got her number from Brick and that he, Matteo, had texted her (while he and I were figuring what time to meet up) that he had invited me over for Monday. It was rather obvious that Matteo didn't explain to her exactly WHY I was spending time with him; she knew that we were on friendly terms in college. She thought that I was going to start dating Matteo by the end of Monday. Unfortunately, I broke her heart then and there, explaining that despite him being rather attractive and smart, he was too much of a sports fan to talk of anything else other than sports and that was a major turn off for me. She was a little saddened by this but she accepted it....thankfully.

I took the dogs to the park in the afternoon for a walk to help clear my head and think about Vince's and I's activity over the weekend. Vince probably had thought that I was giving hope about a relationship with me in the future but by then - and after reading the letter - that he knew that I was there to get my jollies and to get full closure of our relationship. I realized during the walk that I was going to be hurt for awhile before I could fully move on but in the same time, the time alone to give me time to reflect, heal and grow....and if I wanted to, I'd enjoy myself in the company of a man that I trusted and respected and who had trust and respect for me as well.

By the time that the dogs and I got home, all of the dogs were all tuckered out; I had to wake them up when I pulled into the garage. They climbed out one by one, went up the few stairs leading from the garage to the house, and went to the water bowl where they drank. I ended up having to fill their bowl twice more. They then went to their beds (spoiled rotten doggos! LOL!!) and before I laid down for the rest of the afternoon, I washed their bowl out and filled it with fresh water for when they woke up.

Since I had my nicer version of my causal clothes at my parents' house, I raided my closet to figure out what I was going to wear to Matteo's; I knew food would be involved either by take out or dining in at a restaurant. It took me about 45 minutes; chose a smaller fitting bra, low cut shirt, jeans and leather knee high boots. After coming down after picking out my clothes for the next day, my parents and I had dinner, watched some TV and I went back upstairs and went to bed not much longer after coming up. I needed to catch up on some well needed sleep so I could be ready for Matteo. Thankfully, I slept like a log.

I woke up feeling rested and was looking forward to the day. As I was about to hop into the shower, Matteo called to ask if I could come over earlier as he has a few added plans for us and I said sure; he gave me the newer time to arrive. That changed my outfit a little bit for the day. Instead of wearing cute panties, I was going to wear a thong instead. I showered, got dressed, grabbed my charging cord & base as well as my travel chargers, my phone and my purse. My mom was beaming and said that Matteo asked for her permission to have me come over earlier - he even told her that despite me being of age, he wanted to show that he has respect for me as well as my family. I rolled my eyes....I knew that he was buttering her up to like him so she wouldn't find out what the real reason why were meeting up.

I ate and as I was grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge, Matteo called me and asked me to look outside. Once I did - and he saw me - he waved from the outside of a limo. I screeched and hung up on him. My mom came rushing over to see the limo and she gave me the head's up that he was walking to the door. He rang the doorbell and I opened the door; Mom was trying to look discreet by sitting on the couch in the living room. He came over, shook her hand and said that he was going to borrow me for most of the day. She smiled and said ok. I grabbed my keys out of my purse so I could lock the door on our way out. 

When we got to the limo, Matteo opened the door for me and held his hand out to help me get inside.....he knows me and my clumsy fat ass a little too well. I get in, he closes the door, walks around and gets in. He asks the driver to head to the first destination; a winery. I turned to him in shock and he smiled. He leaned over to kiss me and told me that I deserve it. I turn a million shades of red and thank him. It doesn't take long for us to get there and when we did, Matteo hopped out of the car to open the door and help me out. He said to leave my purse in the back and just to grab my phone and that's all I needed. I nodded and did as he suggested, taking his hand to get out of the limo. 

As I was out of the limo, I went to let go of Matteo's hand but he had a firm grip on my hand; I looked up at him with confusion on my face. He smiled, leaned down and kissed me again but this time on my mouth. Again I was shocked and inadvertently opened my mouth. He took this as an opportunity to kiss me deeper. I moaned, leaned into him and kissed him back; he, unfortunately, pulled away and said that there was time for more of that later and gave me a devilish smile. Still holding onto my hand, he led me into where we'd have our wine tasting. The entire room was covered with carnations and roses; two of my favorite flowers. The flowers were later sent to my parents' so they could go in water and stay fresh until I brought them back to my place.

"Matteo," I said. "What is this? Is this all for me?"

"Yes, baby," Matteo said. "This is all for you. I've wanted to share this with you for a long time but I knew that at one point you were in a serious relationship with someone and you had to end the relationship. I know that you're not ready for this nor me to tell you how much I care about you. This day is for you, babe."

I went into Matteo's arms and hugged him; his cologne was amazing. I pulled my head from his chest to thank him but I couldn't say anything at all as I was in awe of his surprise for me. He brushed some of my hair off of my face, kissed me and then led me to the wine. I knew that this is far from how he wanted to spend the day - as I know that he'd rather watch some sports and then spend the rest of the day in bed with me having sex. He did have fun though and enjoyed watching me ask the staff many questions and taste so much wine; he wasn't too far from me physically at all. 

At the conclusion of the wine tasting, Matteo led me back to the limo and said that he has another surprise or two for me that afternoon before we head to his place. I said ok and didn't ask any questions. We got into the limo and as we were headed to the next destination, Matteo slid me from where I was sitting on the other side of the limo to right next to him; he wrapped his arm around me knowing that I loved being held tight. 

We got to a high end massage place; the kind that you need to book appointments 6 moths to a year in advanced. I asked him how he got me in so fast. He corrected me by saying "us" and he said that a family member of his was the manager and helped him set this up. We were greeted and led into a room in the back. We went into our allocated room where we were greeted by two masseuses; both male. I raised my eye and he told me that it's ok; my glorious ass would be covered as would be my breasts. I said that I didn't care about that as much as I was worried about him being jealous or upset another man was touching me in front of him. Matteo reminded me that this man was a professional and wouldn't be inappropriate. I nodded and laughed.

Once the masseuses left, we got undressed, folding our clothes and climbed on the tables face down. Our tables were about a foot away from each other and he reached over to grab my hand. The masseuses came back in; they placed a towel on my backside as well as Matteo's glorious backside. The massages were wonderful and I'd fallen asleep during mine. After the massages, we got dressed and we were led through a few hallways and brought to this beautiful room that served as a "tea room". Matteo had already preordered for us; the cookies and the tea were wonderful. I couldn't stop thanking him enough for treating me. He said that he has one more trip before we get to his place. I couldn't believe it.

We got back into the limo and this time I slid next to him so he could have me wrapped under one of his arms. I'd fallen asleep in his arms and didn't realize we got to the last surprise before getting to his condo. Matteo wakes me up and we get out of the limo. We were at a famous jewelry store. I looked at Matteo.

"Matteo," I said. "Thought you were going to let me take my time to heal and move on? If you ask me now, you know what my answer is going to be."

"Babe," Matteo replied. "It's not what you think it is. Do I want to marry you? Fuck yes but you take all the time you need to. I know you've known him for over 20 years and he broke your heart. I want you to take care of you. I'll always, always be here for you no matter what. We're here because I want you to pick out a piece of jewelry that YOU like and want; the price doesn't matter."

I nodded and he let go of my hand. He gave me my space to look while he was talking to the staff. I loved everything that I looked at and tried on. Today was all too much; the wine tasting, the massage and now expensive jewelry. It took me an hour to go through the store and I made my decision. I walk back over to Matteo and let him know that I've made up my mind.

"What have you decided, Babe? What would you like from this store?" Matteo asked.

"You. Out of this entire store, I want you from this store. Everything here is gorgeous and any woman would be lucky to have a piece. I appreciate you spoiling me today and taking care of me. What I'd like to do is go to your condo," I said. 

Ok," Matteo said. "Let's go!"

As he took my hand and we were on our way to the limo, I saw him slide a beautifully wrapped box in his pocket. He didn't look mad or happy and that made me worried. He - obviously - spent a ton of time and money to plan the day to spoil me and I feel like I made him regret his decision. He helps me get in the limo, he climbs in and he asks the driver to take us home. The driver nods and heads to Matteo's.  I fall asleep where I sat in the limo and didn't wake when we got to his place. I don't remember getting carried up nor getting undressed but I woke up in Matteo's bed....naked....with him naked right next to gazing at me.

Matteo realizes I am awake and offers me some privacy; he gets up, puts on his robe and heads to the kitchen. I get up, shower, brush my teeth and grab one of his shirts to wear. I walk towards the kitchen and see him on his patio drinking coffee. He hears me, looks over and smiles at me. He gets up from his chair walks over to me, puts his coffee down and leans down to kiss me. I return the kiss as I pull him closer. I feel his erect penis against my body. I pull away, grab his hand and tell him to follow me.

On the way back to his room, I take off his shirt and he takes his robe off; leaving both on the floor. I get on the bed, in the center, and invite him up. He asks me if this is truly I want to do - on my own free will - I told him that I want to be with him right now because I want to be with someone who cares about me. He knows about how I spent my weekend and he didn’t care. He asked if I had stayed on my birth control faithfully and I said yes. He gets on the bed, sitting at my feet, stroking himself and asking me again if I want this. I spread my legs for him and tell him that I want this more than anything right now. 

He smiled and got himself situated between my legs. I look at his penis, I look at him and tell him that I am ready. He slides right in and we both moan. He looks at me to see if I'm ok. I nod my head yes and he starts thrusting in my wet apex. With each thrust, I moan his name. I flip us over so that I am now on top and riding him; he loves it. Matteo grabs my hips before I slide up and down his penis any faster. He lets go of my hips and grab my breasts. He sits up as I'm sliding up and down his penis and he starts sucking one of my nipples. I moan. 

He flips us over and slows down. 

"Yes, baby," Matteo said mid thrust. "You feel amazing, Deppgrl! Yesssssss, baby. I am so close!"

"Matteo," I moan and spread my legs further apart. "Yessss, baby. So am I."

A few more thrusts.

"Yesss, baby," we both moan together as we climax at the same time. We don't move but catch our breath. I can still feel Matteo's essence shoot into me. I bite my lip. Now he knows. Matteo starts to thrust to finish spilling his essence into me. In a few thrusts, he knows he's finished.

He slides out of me and rolls us to our sides. He holds me close to him. I twist my torso a little so I can kiss him; he opens his mouth and lets me in. He matches me kiss for kiss. I reach down to start stroking his penis and in no time, he's hard again. He tells me to put my face down and my ass up. I giggle when he says ass. I do as he says. He spreads my legs a little farther apart and slides his penis into my apex again. He thrusts harder and faster, moaning my name. I wiggle my ass a little bit but its hard as he's thrusting deep inside of me. He ignored it so I did it again.

"Fuck," he said. "Wiggle that ass of yours one more time, baby..."

"What?" I said as I wiggle my ass again and giggling. "Do this? Wiggle my ass? Do you hate it?" 

"I love it," he groaned. "You're killing me, smalls!"

He pulls out, I hear him spit into his hand, wipes the spit on my back door and spreads my legs even further apart. He slides into my ass....for the first time ever.

"Fuck," he screams my name as he's thrusting. "Your ass is so tight, baby! I can't take it. Fuck."

He thrusts a few more times before he climaxes and shoots his essence in me. When he's done, he pulls out and pulls me closer to him. He rolls me to my side so my back is leaning against his chest. He puts one arm around me. Within seconds, his breathing has slowed down and he's fallen asleep. I wait another minute to make sure that he's sound asleep before I get up.

Yep. He's out cold. I get up gently, go to the bathroom and then head to the kitchen to get some water. As I am heading back to his room, I see the box he'd slid into his pocket earlier has fallen out of his pants. I place the glass of water down and I go pick up the box. It's still wrapped. I am tempted to open it to look at it and wrap it back up and then pretend that I didn't see it.

"I was going to give that to you later," Matteo said. "I know that you're curious to know what exactly it is."

"Matteo," I said. "You surprised me. Thought you were out cold!"

"I am a light sleeper and woke up as you were climbing out of bed. I was waiting for you to return and there was only one of two things that would've prevented you from returning right away. One being the contents of that box. The other being that loser Vince texting you to beg you to take him back....that bastard doesn't deserve you."

"Yes," I said as I walked over to him to put the box in his hand. "I am curious to know what's in this box. And I don't care how many times he begs for me to come back, I won't. You owe me now that you've mentioned his name." 

Matteo winks and follows me back to bed, still holding onto the box that I am dreading. We get on the bed and we spend the next few hours making love. We're finally catching our breath when I realized that I didn't take my birth control that morning. Shit, shit, shit, shit!!!

I fly off the bed, I go to my purse and grab my birth control and an emergency contraceptive. I go back to the night stand and take the pills with my water. Matteo was looking at me funny and I explained. He looked worried for a second until I told him that I had also taken the emergency contraceptive. I went back to the bed and climbed under the covers, snuggling up to Matteo. 

He leaned back to his night stand to grab something. I realized that it was the dreaded box. As I sit up, I take the corner of the sheet to cover up. He knows that I’m nervous; he leans over and kisses me. I open my mouth and kiss him back. He moans and pulled away. 

“I wouldn’t have an opportunity to give this to you if we kept kissing,” Matteo said as he hands me the box. “I knew that you’d love it!”

I open the box and it’s a beautiful diamond ring. I looked at him with absolute confusion. 

“Baby, it’s not an engagement ring; I’d give you a bigger one. Look at inside of the band,” Matteo said. “I had the jeweler put the inscription in today.”

“‘Today is only the beginning 2/21/22’,” I read out loud. “You put our initials, too?”

I leaned over to give Matteo a kiss. He pulls away to put the ring on my right ring finger and leans in to kiss me. I wrap my hand around his neck to pull him closer. As he was kissing me, he shifted the sheets and then shifted to kneel between my legs. I reach over to start stroking his erect penis and he starts to moan my name…he’s close. I let go of him, he spreads my legs even further and slides his penis in my apex. I moan his name.

He takes it slow this time; paying attention to my curves, making sure I was pleasured first (AND thoroughly) and telling me how much he loves me. I climaxed screaming his name over and over again. He climaxed moments later and kept thrusting in me to drain himself of his essence. I tell myself that when I get home that I’ll take another emergency contraceptive.

We lay in each other’s arms for a little while. I told him how much I appreciated the day, appreciated the activities and appreciated his interest in me. I told him that I wish I could reciprocate my feelings for him right now but I needed to focus on me. He said that he understands and that he won’t pressure me at all.

I got up and got dressed because I knew he had to get ready to teach the next day. Neither one of us wanted me to leave but he’d need sleep before going back to school….he wouldn’t get any sleep if I stayed. Matteo let the driver go hours ago so we got dressed so he could drive me home. 

As he did with the limo, he held the door open for me, held his hand out to help me get in and get out of his car and held the door for me when he brought me home. I was going to head to the front door but he stopped me. He pulled me in close, kissed me with such passion and stopped; something caught his eye. We turned around to find that it was Brick and he was mad. 

No one said anything for several minutes. Brick said he wished someone told him that Matteo and I were a couple. I turned to Brick and that we weren’t but it’s a possibility; I’d left a toxic relationship with a man who cheated on me, Matteo always loved me but hadn’t said anything until today. I could tell that Brick was becoming more livid  

I stood in front of Matteo. I told Brick that there wasn’t anything but sex between he and I for a year and that it was on and off depending on what my relationship was with Vince at the time; I reminded Brick that he and I had talked about my relationship with Vince MANY times and how much I loved Vince. He nodded his head that he remembered. I told Brick that he was a good man and a good friend to me. 

Brick asked me about Matteo. I said that Matteo is very kind, quite generous person, friend and potential lover; there could be something in the future but I needed to get over the pain that my ex fiancé caused. I felt Matteo squeezing my hands. I asked the both of them not to fight over me because if they do, I’ll walk away from them both. They agreed and Brick left…he was hurt.

Matteo walked me to the front door, leaned down and kissed me. I kissed him back. He dropped to his knees, grabbed both of my hands and leaned his head on my stomach….I began to panic and think that he’s proposing to me…he knew what I’d say if he asked me now. After a couple of minutes, he looked up at me and then stood back up.

“People can have more than one soulmate, baby,” Matteo said. “I’ve felt for years that you are mine. After today, you have it in your head and also in your heart that I’m your forever soulmate. You need to heal and focus on you. Take all the time in the world; I’ll always be waiting for you and always a call away. I love you so much, baby girl, I know you love me too.”

“Matteo,” I said. “Thank you for a beautiful day and showing me the ways that you love me. You’re a generous man and a very generous lover. I’ll never ever forget today. I do admit that I care deeply about you and I hope that one that I can reciprocate your love.”

“I’ll wait for that day, my love,” Matteo said. “I have the engagement ring already; I picked it up today at the jewelry store while you were looking. It’ll be in my pocket every day until the day you tell me that you love me.”

He leaned down and kissed me. I wrapped both of my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist and he brought me flush to his body; I felt everything from his muscles to his hardening penis. I moaned. Fuck, I wanted the man right then and there not caring it was outside where people could see. I pulled him a little closer to the house and with one hand, I massaged his penis over his jeans and in no time he climaxed. He pulled away, smiling and called me an evil, evil woman. We both laughed. 

He leaned down and kissed me on my cheek, wishing me a good night.

One final weekend

I promised myself that I wouldn't and I told myself that I knew better but I had moment of weakness.....I take that back; I had a weekend of weakness. 

Remember when I had said that I had cut Vince off from my life? Well, I didn't entirely until I snuck out of his place early Sunday morning. Yes, he's still married. Yes, I know that I am going to hell. His wife had moved out about a month ago but he didn’t share the reason nor did I ask; the less that I know about their issues, the better off I am. 

I arrived on Friday evening and he had ordered food to be delivered not long after I arrived; glad that he’d ordered Mexican…I don’t get to eat it often enough. I love it but it gives me wicked bad heartburn. We smoke a little weed and drink as we eat to help settle our nerves. It was his first time smoking weed so it kind of funny to watch; I joked that this is where we “puff puff pass”. He cracked up laughing hysterically. We ate a bit of food and put the rest of the food in the fridge and finished cleaning up. 

We watch tv as we had more drinks. He wanted to know what was going on with me and I told him that he lost that right to know the second he cheated on me; my personal life is off limits to him. He apologizes, I accept. We watch a little bit more tv as I make us more drinks and we finish watching an episode of my favorite show. He leaned over as the credits were running and kissed me. I pulled away. I knew what he wanted and this is exactly the reason why I was over for the weekend. 

I stood up, he followed suit and he walked over to me. He kissed me again and I let him. I open my mouth to let him in, wrap my one hand around his neck to pull him closer and push my body against his. He matches me kiss for kiss as his hands slide up my shirt; his hands were wandering, moving non stop. He moves to take my shirt off, sliding it over my arms and head; I unbuttoned his shirt, run my hands over his muscles and slid his shirt off. We pull away from each other, panting, looking at each other…

“Yes?” Vince asked me and I whispered back saying that I want this too. We rip off the rest of our clothes, he leads me to his bedroom, he goes to his nightstand to pull out a condom and I get on the bed. He opens the wrapper and asked me what I wanted.

“Top,” I panted. “I want to ride you, Vince. I want to ride you so you know what you’ve lost!”

He rolled the condom on, I straddled his ready….member…and slide down. We both moan; I’d forgotten he was bigger than I remembered and he felt how tight I was; he lost this wet apex forever. Vince grabs onto my hips and I ride his member like crazy. In no time, he finished and came so hard the condom broke…..I didn’t care as I’m on birth control. I could feel him shoot his essence in me. I ride him for a few more minutes so I could finish as well. 

I climb off and flop down on the bed to catch my breath, he pulls off the condom and throws it in the direction of the garbage can. He gets up to gets us both a bottle of beer…when he comes in the room, he noticed my eyes were closed and placed the bottoms of the cold beers on my nipples; it feels so good that I moan. I sit up and take the beer he offered. I take a few sips and ask if he wants to smoke a little bit more and he accepts. As I’m drinking my beer, I get my supplies, he opens the window a crack. 

I hand him a thickly rolled joint and once it’s in his mouth, I light him up and I follow suit with an even thicker joint for myself. We’re smoking, drinking and talking. In no time, I finished my joint and ended up finishing his as well. Once I’m done, I lay down on his bed; he crouched by my apex and he uses his tongue and teeth. I moan as I let him take care of my apex for a little bit; he’s ok but I’ve had better. He gets up and I start stroking his ready member; I know he’s close as he’s making THAT face. He grabs a condom from the drawer, gets on the bed, rolls on the condom and situates himself between my legs…..he’s looking up to the heavens as it appears that he’s praying to whatever god he believes in and whomever he prays to. 

He slides in, we both moan. He pulls completely out and slides in again; we moan. He pulls out one more time and slides back in; he finally begins to thrust. As he’s pounding into me and concentrating on not finishing in the first minute or two, I wrap my arms and legs around him, push off with the one elbow and flip us so I’m back on top again. This frustrates him; he pushes me off harder with his full strength. He pushed me hard enough that I hit the bed post with my back….I held my breath for a moment or so, trying to gather myself and not cry. The angle that I hit the post with my back hurt so much. He asked if I was ok and in any pain. I said that I was “fine” but I didn’t tell him the pain was significant and that it’s slowly dissipating; I knew that I would be in pain for a few days. I scoot back up to him and he holds on to me - still hard as a rock. He knew to a certain extent that I wasn’t fine.

I reach over to his member and start stroking him; I ask if he’s ready and he said he was. I lay on my back, spread my legs and he slides in; his member stretching me. His thrusting is slow and steady. As he’s thrusting, his hands wander over to my breasts; he’s squeezing, massaging and sucking….I moan in pleasure. I spread my legs a little further apart and lift my hips a few inches. He starts thrusting harder and faster as he’s squeezing my breasts tighter and tighter. In no time we climax together; he’s thrusting as he’s still shooting his essence in me. 

We lay in each other’s arms for a little bit. He slides out and notices that the second condom has broken; he asks if I’m on the pill and I said I was. He sighed with relief but I knew deep down inside of him, he still wants children with me. He detangling himself from me to get us some wine; I tell him to forget the glasses. He laughs and gets the wine. I sit up and cover myself with his sheets….not like he hasn’t seen me in all of my glory before. I decided to get more weed. When he gets back, we pass the wine back and forth and the joint between us and had small talk. 

After splitting the bottle between us and I finished the last mouthful, I hand him the wine bottle and roll to my side. He gets up and puts the bottle on the dresser; I hear his drawer open and I hear a tiny rip. I feel him get back on the bed, the sheets moving and him moving closer. He takes a second to roll the condom on before pressing his body into my back. He moves my hair from my shoulders and neck, kissing my neck and shoulders and his other hand roaming my body. He grabs my leg and gently pulls it towards him and slides right back into my apex. I’m a little sore but I don’t tell him that; I just let him enjoy my body for one of the last days he ever will. 

My apex is even tighter than normal when I have sex in this position and it squeezed Vince’s member hard enough that Vince wants more; he NEEDS more. He rolls us so I’m on my stomach and he helps me lift my hips and back off the mattress. It got a little hazy here with the amount of weed, beer and wine I had; I do remember telling him what I wanted him sexually but I don’t remember everything. Before you dear readers think he put something in the wine or the weed, impossible! He would’ve been affected by whatever he put in the alcohol and I had pre-rolled the joints hours before I arrived. And despite it being a little hazy, but I DID consent. 

I woke up a few hours later, clear headed; I got up to use the bathroom and to get a glass of water. I’d noticed on my way back to the bedroom that Vince was sleeping on an air mattress in the living room. I woke him up and told him to come back to bed with me; he tried to tell me he was happy on the air mattress but I told him that I knew better because he’s ancient. He got up, took my hand and went back into his bedroom with me. After making sure I was on the bed, he walked around to the other side, got in and pulled me close to him with both arms wrapped around me; one hand playing with my nipples and the other hand playing with my apex. 

I wake up to the sun in my face and still wrapped in Vince’s arms. I move by accident and it woke him up; he started playing with my nipples again. I moan in pleasure. We untangle from each other, I roll onto my back as he reaches for another condom but I tell him to skip it. That made his member harder and he came over to my side of the bed as fast as he could; he lined himself up with my apex and slid in slowly. He started thrusting slowly and steadily but I was moaning his name and begging him to go deeper; he started thrusting harder and faster, holding onto my breasts for dear life. The more I moaned his name, the harder he thrusted. Seconds later we climaxed together. He rolls off saying he’d get breakfast started. I got up, took my birth control pill, brushed my teeth and showered. As I was getting dressed, he came up behind me grabbing my hips, pulled me closer and nibbled my neck, placing 2 fingers in my ass. I got undressed SO fast, got back on the bed and spread my legs for him again. He laughed and joined me in bed. 

We ended up skipping both breakfast and lunch and had hours of sex instead. He had me in the bed, on the couch, the kitchen counters and table, in the shower and on his patio. Thankfully, no one lives near him to see us nor hear us. Afterwards, we showered and ate. Vince was grateful that I had decided to stay for the weekend but I did have to remind him that despite this weekend...he's still married and that after I left, we would no longer be in contact any further as the relationship is toxic. He was upset but understood. We talked more about why he cheated on two women and claimed that he loved us both until he realized that marrying his wife was a mistake.

I told him that where I stood back then and where I stand now is that I was hurt, offended, shocked and humiliated.....I felt that I was the only one and he lied to me to make me believe that I was; I'd gone through his phone many times and there wasn't anything there....no apps, no emails, no texts, no photos....nothing.  He said that he had deleted her info before getting back together with me but memorized her number and that he'd delete things before he was with me. He explained that he knew us both about the same length of time but was in a relationship with her before I turned 18, they had broken up years ago and they recently realized that they still cared for each other when he and I started back together; he wasn't sure who he'd have stronger feelings for until he married her while waiting on me to answer him when he asked me. They'd been married about 3 or 4 weeks before I gave him my answer and he learned from his mistake then; he tried to divorce her but she refused to sign the paperwork. When she found out about he and I, that's when she called me to figure out who I was and what I was to Vince.

Of course, like my previous cheating ex, Vince had denied it at that time. Now, Vince was sharing why; he claimed that he was in love with me but anxious to get married so he rushed into it with his wife thinking that I'd never answer him. By the time I did answer him, he was in too deep, tried to get out of it with her and had accidently left his phone open near her. He claims that he didn't want to hurt me even though he now realizes that he did. I grabbed my shoes, threw on my sweatshirt, grabbed my keys - which still has a spare key for Vince's place - and my phone.

I left and decided to take a walk. To a certain degree, I believed him. On the other hand, most of what he's saying feels like lies. I still care for him very much and will always love him so I am conflicted what to believe or not. The walk helped me decide what to do; I'd finish the weekend with him and leave early in the morning. When I came back, that is exactly what I told Vince I'd do.  He was clearly upset and I said that he's getting more than he deserved right then; he should feel lucky. 

I opened up a bottle of wine, took a wine glass, grabbed a book from my overnight bag, poured a glass and took the book, the glass and the bottle to the couch in the living room. I curled up on the couch and started reading. I lost track of time while reading until I realized that I finished the bottle of wine and the book was halfway finished. I got up to open another bottle and brought it over to where I was set up. I didn't see Vince while I was reading nor while getting the second bottle of wine. About thirty minutes later, he came over bringing food; he had a charcuterie board of my favorite meats and cheeses. Obviously, he was trying to butter me up and try to get me to stay in his life.

I thanked him for the food as I snacked and drank the wine. I was giving him the cold shoulder and he understands why. He brought over water so I wouldn't feel the effects of the wine in the morning. After dropping off the bottle, he kissed the top of my head. I put the bookmark in my book, looked up at him and asked him what the kiss was for. He said that he kissed my head because he felt like it and it was his way of apologizing. I stood up, walked over to him, put my hand around his neck and drew his head towards me. Once he leaned in, we started to kiss; I opened my mouth to let him in. He began to kiss me deeper then he pulls away for a second. He tells me he wants to pack up the food so I should get back to reading for the moment. 

Once I open my book, I immediately got sucked back into the story and didn't realize how much time went by when Vince came back to get me. By the time Vince returned, I’d finished off the second bottle of wine and started a third bottle. He lead me by the hand to his bedroom. This is the one time - in a long time - that he did something that showed me that he cared for me other than sex and cooking for me. Unfortunately, it was too late; far, far too late. He had candles and flower petals all over his room and he had one of my favorite lotions.

He began to kiss me and I started to undress and it didn't take me too long. I wanted to undress him but he pushed my hands aside and told me to lie down on the bed - ass down, face up -so I did. He placed some lotion in his hands and started to massage my body starting with my breasts. I knew that I was going to like this massage! As he continued along my body, this made me realize why I fell in love with him so many years ago. When he was done with my front, I turned onto my stomach. He took his time with massaging from my shoulders down to my feet. His hands felt really good and I moaned....which turned him on. When he was done, he placed a heavy blanket over me, he undressed and joined me in bed. 

We started kissing, our hands were roaming over the other's body and he rolled me onto my back. He crouched towards my apex; licking, sucking and biting, using his tongue to pleasure me. I wanted to close my legs around his head to keep him there but he needed to breathe lol. Vince came up for air, spread my legs a little wider and he slid his hard penis into my wet apex so easily and he had to stop for a second; I knew that he was close to climaxing. He started thrusting into me again, so slowly and so passionately; kissing me and my body as he was deep inside of me. One more thrust and we climaxed together. Vince didn't stop and didn't want to waste time....he knew in a few short hours I was walking away forever.

He turned me to my side, laid down behind me and entered my apex from behind; thrusting deeper with each stroke. I couldn't stop moaning his name over and over again. Each time I moaned his name, he thrust harder and deeper. He reached around with both arms, grabbed both of my breasts to squeeze and massage....he didn't stop squeezing and massaging as he was thrusting in me. 

While still thrusting in me, he flipped us over so I was on my hands and knees. Vince grabbed my hips and started to drill my apex like there was no tomorrow. I was screaming his name and he was thrusting harder and harder for what seemed like forever. We climaxed together and fell into each other's arms, panting and trying to catch our breath. After a bit, I heard his breathing slowing down, I untangled myself, gathered my clothes that were on the floor, folded them and put them on the dresser. I started to pack my stuff. I looked at the clock. It was 11 pm. I reminded myself that I have 6 more hours with him. 

In my bag, there was a bottle of warming lube. I took it out and brought it with me to the bed. I pour a little bit on my hands and start stroking him. In no time, he was awake and hard. Vince picked me up and tossed me on the bed. He sat between my legs as he sucked, squeezed and bit my breasts. Once he knew I was ready, he slid into my apex again. In a few strokes, we climaxed together again and he was ready for me minutes later.

We didn't stop making love through the rest of the night and went through many condoms; several LARGE boxes worth. By the time we were spent, it was nearly time for me to leave. I was in his arms again, watching him sleep; part of me didn't want to leave him and part of me didn't want to say good bye to him forever....but I knew that it was for the best. Once I knew he was asleep, I untangled myself from his arms for the umpteenth time and got dressed. I grabbed a letter that I wrote for Vince and left it next to him where I was sleeping. I didn't want to break his heart like he broke mine but in the letter, I did break his heart....it was as gentle as possible which is much more than he deserved. I reminded myself to take the spare key to his place of my keychain and left the key with the letter.

"Vince,

My love, my life. By now you know that I'm gone. I slipped away early this morning. I didn't want to leave it like this but I knew if I said this face to face with you, neither one of us would want to let go. We had a wonderful number of years together, our love was true at one point. I wanted to marry you with all of my heart but we both knew I wasn't ready to do so. You got scared that you'd be unmarried when you died so you married your other woman....or was I the other woman? It doesn't matter who the ‘other’ woman was anymore. 

You're married to someone else because you didn't want to wait until I was ready nor did you want to die alone. I don't blame you for being unsure if I'd be ready. I forgive you for that. I don't forgive you for betraying my love and betraying my trust for you. Even if you hadn't married your wife, I would've given you the engagement ring back and ended the relationship as I lost all trust in you. We wouldn't have survived; trust me on this.

I will always love you and I will always dwell on our good times....I will always cherish this weekend that we had. Vince, you know that it's time for me to walk away. I can't be in your life anymore. Yes, it's because you cheated on me for who knows how long, betrayed my love and betrayed my trust. It would be EXTREMELY hard for you to regain my trust to the point where I'd trust you again. There's no way that either of us would be in a relationship - with each other or with other people - where there was no trust.

Vince, I loved you then, I love you now and I’ll always love you. I won't stop loving you. It's time for me to say goodbye to you and it's time for me to move on. No matter how you feel for me now or in 5 years, please don't reach out to me again. I've got everything set up that by 12 noon today to have my phone number change, my email will change and I am moving. My loved ones and our mutual friends will not give you my personal information. My one request of you is this.....try to make things work out with your wife. I know that you feel like it's a big mistake being married to her but I know that if you work on the marriage WITH her, the marriage will work.

I love you forever, Vince.

Deppgrl"

I took my birth control and a morning after pill, gathered my things and left without looking back. I left my heart with my soul mate.