Saturday, May 4, 2024

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. 

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