A New Start, Would I Regret It? Pt. 01

This is part one of a series describing how my life changed for the better after covid and my divorce. This first part was my first step towards another world, a world of deciding for myself how I wanted to live and seeking new adventures. An average woman taking average risks?

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"Are you married?"

The question wasn't unexpected, I knew the guy had seen me in the restaurant and he'd tried to make eye contact so I wasn't totally surprised when he came up beside me at the lounge bar as I was ordering my after dinner drink.

That wasn't the first question, he wasn't as brash as that! He'd begun by saying that he'd seen me eating alone.

"Are you here on business?... can I buy you a drink?"

I actually felt a bit of a thrill inside me, this was a relatively new experience, being chatted up by a man in a bar. Carried along by that euphoria I accepted it in a begrudging sort of way, trying to demonstrate that I didn't usually go along with being 'picked up.'

My divorce had gone through during lockdown, I'd been sort of trapped both in my home and in my marriage. When the epidemic came to an end I gained my freedom in every sense and this excursion to see my aunt was my first foray into the bright blue world since my life had changed.

I'd travelled up north and decided to stopover to avoid too much driving.

"No, I'm visiting an aunt, she's been ill and we haven't been able to meet up because of lockdown."

"Wine?" he'd asked.

"Red please yes, Malbec if they have it," I paused and said, "thank you."

"Oh I'm sorry, is she very ill?" he seemed genuinely concerned.

"No not seriously, I just haven't seen her for so long and we've been close over the years."

And then came the 'married' question.

"No, I'm not," I replied without giving much more away.

"I'm David by the way, shall we go and sit in the sunroom, it's still a lovely evening?"

"Okay," I took a few seconds, "and hello David, it's nice to meet you, I'm Beth."*

It was a pleasant evening and the sunroom was lavishly furnished with indoor plants and comfy sofas and chairs, it looked out over a floodlit garden.

He courteously signalled for me to lead on and I was immediately aware of his eyes following my backside as I walked in front of him in my heels. Quite why I had dressed up when I was simply eating on my own I wasn't sure, perhaps it was the past months of slopping around at home. However I'd dressed in quite a slim fitting jersey dress, just above the knee and a neckline that sagged and gave a hint of cleavage. I'd been tempted to wear stockings but it was too warm for that.

I chose to sit on one of the sumptuous brown leather sofas which turned out to sink away lower than I first thought. I gave a little squeak of alarm as I tried not to spill my drink. Of course my dress rode up a bit, and David gallantly grabbed my glass, putting it on the coffee table in front of us.

He chuckled as I tried to pull the hem of my dress down my thighs.

"I wasn't expecting that, I'm not sure if I can get out of this now!" I giggled.

"It's quite cosy isn't it?" he seemed pleased as he sank into the sofa next to me.

It felt a little too close for almost a complete stranger, particularly a man who seemed to have designs on me.

"You might think so," I muttered as I tried to move my bottom which was almost impossible. I just had to accept that part of his thigh was up against mine.

He chuckled again, "You chose the right sofa!".

"Huh!" I grunted, "just don't move around too much."

He did make an attempt to move his leg away from mine but it went straight back as he leaned forward to put his drink down on the coffee table.

"I shall behave myself but I do want to know more about you."

"Then let's take it in turns to ask questions?" I said sarcastically.

He chuckled, " That's a good idea!"

He'd taken the suggestion seriously. "You go first. You have to answer honestly!"

I hit him with the obvious one.

"Are you married?"

I watched his face closely for any signs of dishonesty.

"Yes I am," he declared with a steady stare and I surmised he'd decided I knew that already.

I said straight away, "I thought so... what would she say about this?"

He interrupted, "You've had your question, my turn."

I grinned, abiding by the rules.

"Were you faithful when you were married?" he asked.

I had to be truthful and replied, "No I wasn't."

Knowing he couldn't follow that up immediately I continued with my previous question, "What would she say about this?"

David laughed which I thought was an odd reaction, "I'm wondering what this is? At the moment I'm not being unfaithful, neither are you. But are we thinking about it?"

I blushed bright red. "This is a silly game," I declared.

"Maybe," he replied, "but we are both playing a game aren't we?"

He didn't let me reply, "You're an incredibly attractive woman Beth who I've been lucky enough to convince to let me buy her a drink. Are you making any major decisions in your head?"

The knot in my stomach returned and my heart pounded. I hoped that he wouldn't notice my breathing. I was forced to make a reply so I grasped the nettle.

"What you mean is are we going to your room?"

He didn't grin, that would have made it all too casual.

"Yes, I'm asking to be alone with you."

His thigh felt even warmer against mine, my face was burning, my mind racing and I was battling with the idea of having sex with a stranger after months of no sex at all.

My voice croaked a bit.

"Let's go to mine."

He didn't appear shocked, the die was cast and thank god he didn't immediately rush to get up. Slowly and quietly he said, " Let's finish our drinks, we have all night." He hesitated, "and if you change your mind I'll understand."

There was silence for a moment while I picked up my glass and contemplated what was about to happen. I didn't rush to swallow my drink nor did I dawdle. My body actually relaxed because I'd made the decision.

David broke the silence and said quietly, "Do you want to go up first? You can leave the door ajar?"

I thought for a moment and decided I wanted to go with him so when I'd quaffed the last of my wine I held out my hand for him to help me up.

The wine had taken effect but I was still totally aware of the couple at the next table watching me pull my dress down and pick up my small purse and phone. They knew exactly what was happening at quite an early stage of the evening.

I followed David to the lift and waited for the doors to open.

"307," I said it quietly and stepping inside he pressed the button for the third floor.

"It's okay you know, there's no rush."

The doors opened and it was only a few steps along the corridor before we came to my room. I put the card in the slot and withdrew it. David pushed the door open and let me enter first.

I'd forgotten I'd left the room in a rather untidy state and was horrified at my pyjamas casually left on the bed.

We both stood facing each other, both of us unsure.

"We haven't even kissed yet," he smiled.

I smiled back, stepping forward and putting my arms around his neck, "Let's correct that then," I whispered.

It was my decision to break the ice and we did kiss.

David smelt wonderful and his kiss tasted wonderful too. It had been such a long time since the last time I'd kissed anyone like that. Soft, gentle, slow. When the kiss ended and I pulled my face back to look at him I could see how it had affected him.

His eyes seemed to glow, he stared intently into mine before we kissed again. This time it was a more adventurous kiss, rather more open mouthed, tongue touching and soft nibbling of lips.

This time when we stopped I think we both sighed and I was becoming aware of our bodies pressing together.

"Unzip me will you?" I whispered.

His expression didn't change and I felt him slide the zipper down my back. I stepped back slightly and the dress slipped off my shoulders. I tugged it over my hips until it fell around my ankles.

He knew I was exposing myself and I was nervous.

"Beth, you look wonderful."

I reached up to kiss him again and then I felt his finger and thumb expertly unclasp my bra. At the same time I felt him hard against me. It thrilled me so much that I was arousing him, and cruelly I rubbed my body up against him even more.

He pushed me away and let my bra fall away. I'd always had good breasts and I wasn't going to be self conscious about them. I was standing in just my panties and heels. I reached out my hands and started unbuttoning his shirt. I did it slowly with my nails occasionally brushing against his skin.

He let me, enjoying it as a ritual, but when I opened up the shirt and pulled it out of his waistband he groaned as I smoothed my fingers over his nipples.

I slipped the shirt off his shoulders and it too dropped to the floor.

He looked a little more uncertain when I began unbuckling his belt and when I dragged his zip downwards it was clear how erect he was in his boxers beneath.

I looked into his eyes and gently closed my fingers around the shape of his cock.

"How does that feel?" I asked suggestively.

"Stop teasing," he muttered and I giggled.

"You take the rest off, I'm going to watch you fall over."

Precociously I backed away to the bed and flicked off my heels on the way before throwing my PJs onto the floor and stretching myself out.

"You minx," he said, his trousers already halfway down his legs.

Holding onto the dressing table he managed to slip his shoes off and remove his trousers.

"You're not coming near me in those socks!" I blurted out.

He grinned again and balancing took them off. It left him standing there with his erection pushing the fabric of his boxers outwards. He stepped closer and slid them down revealing his erect cock. It was impressive, not because of its size, but because it was absolutely as hard as it could be. But then he asked what he had to.

"Do I need to use anything?"

His face showed the first signs of guilt.

"Not if you don't want to," I added, "do you trust me?"

His face looked relieved and he replied, "Yes, I do."

Stepping right up to the bed his cock looked bigger. I looked up at his face and wriggled my panties off.

"I'll get rid of these, do you want them as a souvenir?" I muttered jokingly.

"That's cruel," he replied and I realised it was uncalled for.

Sitting on the edge of the bed beside me he reached down to gently cup my chin in one hand. He lowered himself and kissed me briefly before lifting himself up and taking hold of one of my breasts.

"You feel so good," he said as his forefinger and thumb squeezed my nipple ever so slightly.

His hand then moved downwards, his palm smoothing over my tummy until it passed over my hip and inside my thigh. It made me shudder and smile.

"You're teasing!" I muttered.

"Yes I am!" he smirked and I felt the knuckle of one of his fingers slide between my pussy lips. He found how wet I was and for the first time he knew how aroused I'd become.

As he pushed into my pussy juices somehow his thumb managed to slide across my clit. My body jumped. I couldn't help it and I groaned.

I hadn't been so wet for ages not even when I'd teased myself with my vibrators.

I went to reach up to pull him into a kiss again but he resisted and lifted my leg closest to him pushing his face between my thighs. I really did groan out loud when I felt his tongue delve into me, lapping like a thirsty animal.

"Oh god David," I cried, "oh my god... yes!"

He flipped himself around, up onto the bed, face down between my thighs. As he ate me I raised my knees and his hands gripped me just above the knees while he did what he did.

I couldn't believe I came so quickly. I'd never been slow but David was pulling his tongue up and down in my juices and sucking my clit in a way that blew my mind. I must have been gasping so much it surprised him when I told him how close I was.

"Oh god... you're gonna make me cum David... for fucks sake!"

The muffled sound of him agreeing while his mouth worked so busily might have been amusing if it wasn't so erotic.

"FUCKKKK... YESSSS," my hips rose up, I think I must have clamped my thighs against his head, and my body shuddered and kept shuddering.

In the middle of that I felt his hands pulling my legs apart in a panic. I heard him almost choking as he lifted his head trying to breathe.

"Jesus Beth... I nearly suffocated then!"... he was gasping for air.

I was coming down and tried to chuckle and eventually did. He was red faced and glazed with my juices. He looked at me with a serious expression.

"You might laugh!"

He broke into a grin and lifted himself up on his hands and thrust himself forwards over me to kiss me with his sloppy mouth.

I curled my arms around his neck right at the moment when I felt his cock enter me. I was so wet he slid halfway in without any resistance. I cried out, "Oh David!" and he thrust all the way in until he relaxed his body on top of me.

"You want to be fucked now Beth?" He whispered it into my neck below my ear.

Before I could reply he'd flexed his hips, raised himself up on his hands and started to move slowly. I looked up and he smiled. I closed my eyes and sighed, pushing upwards in a mutual rhythm.

It felt wonderful and he teased. Stopping sometimes and withdrawing almost completely before sliding slowly back inside me sometimes holding himself in and rotating his hips, massaging my clit. I was in heaven and he knew he'd got me again when I closed my eyes, my mouth was open and I gasped having my second orgasm.

Then he lost control. I knew that because I looked up at his face and he had a fixed expression while gritting his teeth. I so pleased and he grunted, thrusting himself deep into me and holding himself there. He grunted again and I felt him jerk, then again and again as he emptied himself. Oh that feeling, I'd been so long without it.

He slumped down on me again. We were both perspiring a lot and our bodies felt slippery. I could feel the wetness where we were joined together and when he rolled aside I felt the dribble of semen across my hip from his softening cock.

We lay side by side breathing heavily.

"Please don't feel guilty," I whispered, thinking of his wife.

"I won't," he replied, "it's a long story I won't bore you with it."

I'd decided not to ask anyway. I told him I'd go to the bathroom first and when I returned he was sitting up on the side of the bed.

"You are extraordinary," he remarked.

I playfully punched his arm, "Hey you make me sound like a freak!"

He grabbed me and pulled me down holding my chin close. He kissed me and told me again, "Wonderful, extraordinary, I can't think of the words!"

"Go to the bathroom, you're dribbling," I said to break the moment.

He went and I remade the crumpled bed, plumping the pillows and stacking them against the headboard, also tidying the clothes that were scattered on the floor. By the time he got back I was lying with my head against the pillows. He stood looking at me, his spent cock flaccid between his thighs.

"Can I stop the night?"

He looked like a little boy asking for more sweets.

"Ooooooh, now I wonder," I said scratching my chin, teasing him.

"I'm stopping anyway," he replied, "so there."

"I could call the manager, or I could call your wife?" I taunted him.

That was too much. Suddenly he leapt onto the bed, grabbed me and somehow flipped me over across his legs.

Thwack! His hand landed across my fleshy behind

"Fuck!" I cried out.

Thwack! Came the second across the other buttock.

"Stop... stop it!... I promise I'll be good!"

He stopped, I twisted round and rolled off his lap and we both burst out laughing.

"God knows what they think in the next room!" I was still grinning, but then I was smoothing my hand over my bum.

"That bloody hurt?"

He just grinned. I wanted to ask if he did that to his wife but I didn't.

"Come and cuddle me, I need consoling after your violence!"

We both lay side my side, David's arm around me, my head on his chest.

"Can I ask you one more question?" he said and obviously wanted to.

"Go on, but only one!"

"When was the last time you had sex, I mean proper sex... intercourse?"

I tucked my head downwards and guiltily replied, "Over a year ago," I paused for a moment, "it's seems like an age."

"And do you regret it... I mean tonight, do you regret it?"

"I said only one question!"

I looked up and continued, "But no I don't regret it."

"So why... why tonight?"

I looked right into his eyes, "Because it was you."

I saw the effect that had. I could feel his heartbeat change as his body shifted.

"Oh god... Beth... I shouldn't have asked."

"Why not?"

"Because you'd be so easy to fall in love with."

There was silence, we just cuddled, nothing was said and I idly played with his cock that lay across the top of his thigh.

Eventually I lifted my head and we kissed. Gently, with feeling and it felt good, but emotional.

As if to shatter any illusions David's mobile began ringing. I knew exactly who it was.

David leapt off the bed and picked his trousers off the chair and delved into the pocket. Standing there naked he warned, "It's my wife."

It was then that my guilt set in. I watched his face as he stood there.

"Hi darling... Yes I'm in my room... the journey was okay... yes I've had dinner... decided to come up to my room, been watching YouTube" he paused, "yes okay, I'll phone you after my meeting... love you... yes, thank you."

He pressed the screen and looked over at me with a questioning look.

"Come here," I beckoned.

He sat down and I pulled him onto the bed to hug him.

"Don't say anything... I know... I know... just hold me."

He was silent so I said it exactly like it was, "This is one night, it can be a memory, we both knew how it would work, but I'm going to say something."

"What?" he asked as I began playing with his cock again.

"Never own up to tonight, never admit it, just store it and hide the guilt."

He half turned and I kissed him, little kisses on his mouth, beside his mouth, and on his neck.

In that moment my fingers felt a reaction. Not much, just a small hardening between my finger tips. It made me want to forget what had just happened.

I leaned forwards and took his limp cock into my mouth. I could get almost the whole of it in, squashed up, but within seconds it began to grow and it became semi erect. I began to take it in and out, bobbing up and down until it grew more and more.

"Beth, you devil... I'm not usually..." he didn't finish, he just sighed.

I was up on my knees now bending over and holding the base of his cock while I pushed down as far as I could take it. David had both his hands on each of my shoulders and watched me as I lifted a leg over him to straddle his hips. Reaching between my legs I fed his cock up to my pussy and lowered myself down on him.

"Ohhhh," he sighed.

"God, yes!" I hissed.

And then I had him deep inside me.

His hands moved to my breasts and I gripped his shoulders. He played with my nipples which made me even wetter. I rotated my hips, pushing my clit down against him and then we kissed again.

The next ten minutes were lost in the pleasure we were giving each other. I felt my orgasm arrive suddenly. As if it was perfect my pulsating pussy must have pushed him over the edge and he groaned like before, emptying himself inside me once again.

"Oh fuck!" he groaned, "what's happening Beth?"

I had no answer, the sex seemed so overwhelming.

As David's ejaculation finished I could feel him oozing from me. I rolled aside and curled up but not before his semen had dribbled from me onto the bedsheets.