In the parking lot she showed me what she was driving, told me where she lived and then told me to get my car an follow her. She promised to wait at the road out of the parking lot. My mind in a whirl I trotted to my car and took off to find her. I was relieved when I saw that she was waiting for me. I guess I expected it to be a cruel joke or something.

She drove slowly and I followed out to the edge of town where she pulled into a gated drive. The gate swung open and I followed her down a long twisting driveway to a rather large ranch style two story house. Looking at it I guessed it to be about 10,000 square feet of so with a detached 4 car garage. She pulled into the garage and I parked to one side behind her. When I got out I felt… awkward for a bit as if suddenly I didn’t know what to say to her.

She took care of that, “Come on let’s get something to drink and get comfortable Josh!” She ran out and grabbed my hand and dragged me to a side door and into the house.

“You live here all alone?”

“I have a maid that comes three times a week and a cook that comes three or four times a week and cooks for me but yes, mostly I live alone.”

We went into a den on the back of the house. It had several patio glass doors and looked out over a huge pool. She asked me what I wanted to drink and I told her, “Whatever you have will be fine for me.”

“I’m drinking coke these days. Once Steve was gone and the shit immediately afterwards I decided that I didn’t want to be a drunk and just stopped. I have anything that you might want and am a pretty good bartender if I do say so myself.”

I thought about it and asked, “Do you know how to make a virgin margarita Debbie. I got hooked on those a few years ago while I was working in Acapulco. I’m not much on the booze either I’m afraid.”

She laughed, “You know, that sounds good I’ll whip us up a pitcher of it!”

I sat at her bar and watched as she put it all together and poured it into a pitcher. She grabbed two glasses and a salted their rims before motioning me over to the couch. “Gosh that smells good! I haven’t had one in like forever!”

She smiled as she poured for us and then settled down sitting sideways facing me her long legs folded up under her. “What have you done with yourself Josh. You’ve heard my life story how about yours. Is there a Mrs. Smither out there now?”

“Only my Mother and one Aunt. I have been moving around so much that I just never had time to settle and find a steady girl. Besides that, it isn’t like women are fighting to find nerdy electrical engineers and since I don’t do bars I don’t meet to many women. Actually I mostly try to avoid getting set up with everybody’s cousin or something like that.”

She looked me in the eyes and lifted her brows, “Damn Josh, don’t you get “lonely”? You know for female companionship?”

I could feel my face getting red. “Oh, I have a few lady friends. You know, friends with benefits. They are professional women in high placed jobs and don’t want to settle down either so we manage to keep out various itches scratched.”

She scooted closer. “Do you know how long it’s been since I had all my itches scratched Josh?”

“I can’t imagine you being “lonely” Debbie. You are still the most beautiful thing that I’ve ever seen.”

She moved a little closer again. “Do you know how often I have wished that I was NOT pretty? Even before I married Steve, only the wrong sort of guys would even ask me out on a date. It was as if the real guys that had a brain that was not totally ruled by their balls were scared of me. Only the guys with the hyper inflated egos would come to me. Eventually I married one. God what a mistake!” She sighed, “In the two years since Steve was killed I have been with exactly one man. He was an out-of-towner that I picked up at the bar on the high-way beside the motel. He was awful; made me feel like a street whore, and since then I have just done without.”

I looked at her and with my mouth as dry as the Sahara I said, “You are so nice and sweet that I can’t imagine anyone being mean to you. Even in high school you weren’t all snobby and stuck up like the other popular girls. God I had such a crush on you! Of course I would never have gotten up the courage to ask you out but I had my dreams!”

“I wish that you had, I would have surprised you. I bet you would have actually talked to me and not just made a dive for my panties or bra. I used to wonder about you. You were always so quiet and thoughtful. You stood out and away and I always figured that you were looking down at all the dumbasses from a higher place.”

I was quiet because I was too shy to speak to most of the girls and had almost nothing in common with most of the boys outside of the few friends that I had that were outcasts like me. The jocks like Steve were always fucking with us and not drawing attention to yourself was a defense mechanism.”

She looked at me. “You certainly did some growing after you left High School! You are taller than Steve was and way more muscular than he ever was. When he died two years ago he was going bald and had a pot belly. He looked every day of 50 and wasn’t but in his mid 30s. Jesus Josh, you look like you are in your 20s and I know that you are my age. You’re what, 36?”

“Actually I’m 34, I was advanced a couple of times in grade school. That didn’t help matters any either. I was a couple of years younger than you back then.”

She looked surprised, “I didn’t know that.”

“Nobody did. I didn’t advertise it and nobody much cared anyway.”

“I would have cared.” She looked down and asked softly, “Josh, would you like to help me with my problem… my itches. I have no diseases and well I can’t get pregnant. That was one of the problems Steve had with me.”

My mouth dropped open. My pants were suddenly full and I was at a total loss for words. I reached out for her hand and brought it to my lips and kissed it softly. I thought to myself, ‘You can not imagine how much I would love to help you!’ What I said was simply, “Please!”

“Ok, if you insist.” Debbie said softly, “Pretty please.

Shyly I took her hand and pulled her gently to me. Our lips met and softly began to meld and open. Tongues darted and it was like lightning to me. I was in no hurry, I had dreamed this dream a thousand times when I was a kid and knew where I wanted to go. After our second kiss I knew that I wanted more than just to help her scratch her itch. It wasn’t love at first sight, it was a love that had always been there. Something that I had kept hidden even from myself because I considered it a hopeless fools dream.

I pulled her snugly against my side and kissed her neck. “What were you studying in College?”

She laughed, “I was stupid Josh. I was studying archeology with a minor in parties and boys. When Steve showed back up in my life I guess I just thought he would be an easy life and so I married him. Boy was I wrong. He was a twisted bastard though I must say that all of his twists were not displeasing at first. It was only later that his rough play started turning mean. I think when I couldn’t get pregnant and the tests confirmed that it would never happen for me he stopped seeing me as his wife anymore. I was just something that he used to take out his anger on and got his kinky pleasures from beating on.”

“Damn Debbie what were you thinking. I can’t believe that you didn’t haul ass the first time he hit you.”

It wasn’t like that ay first Josh. At first it was just sex play and I liked it. He would spank me and it just made things more fun. Slowly it became more and more a beating and then eventually he wasn’t doing it in any way to turn me on and it stopped being fun. I just didn’t know how to say no and make it stick anymore and he just kept doing it.” She began to cry, “I’m so ashamed of myself for letting him abuse me but I just wasn’t able to stop it. Especially after we found out that I can’t make a baby… well he made me feel like I deserved it.”

“I understand. He was in your head and the abuse was more mental than physical. Steve was ALWAYS good at that. To a certain extent he probably sold you on the idea that it was you forcing him to do it to you. You would do something and he would use that as an excuse to do you.”

“How did you know that Josh?” She said in a low frightened whisper.

“Let’s just say that I have a little experience with something similar.” I even understand the love hate thing you have with the punishments he doled out to you.” I kissed her softly on the end of her nose. “Don’t feel ashamed, you were seduced by him and then HE was the one that took your trust and abused it.” I kissed her neck, “Have you ever considered going back to school. From the looks of things you could afford it.”

“I’ve considered it. The thing that you have to understand though is that most of the stuff I got from Steve was properties there wasn’t a lot of money. He felt like cash on hand was wasted and specialized in buying things his Dad foreclosed on. I think that in some way some part of that wasn’t legal because at one point when I tried to sell and Big Daddy blocked the sale he told me that if I pushed it and the title got looked at too closely that I would lose everything. I can’t sell them so I have to live off the income that they bring in and well, just upkeep and taxes is enough that I am only truly comfortable if I stay here.

I slipped down on the couch on my back and let Debbie slide over on top of me and our kisses became more meaningful. I like to kiss and loved the feel of her body pressed against me. When my hands began to work under her top she was evidently more than ready because she just pulled it off over her head and then shortly sent the bra flying as well. I just had to taste them and pulled her up so I could. As I suckled, her pants went down and by the time my mouth left her nipple she was totally naked and had started working on my belt.

She suddenly hopped off me and tugging my hand moaned, “Come on Josh let’s move this to my bedroom and get comfortable!”

I looked at her standing there in all her glory and fanned myself with my free hand. “Is the AC on in your bedroom? It has suddenly gotten really hot in here! My pants don’t seem to fit right either.”

Laughing she dragged me off, down a hall and into a big bedroom. I picked her up as we got to the bed and tossed her up on it on her back and pulled my shirt off as I made a dive for her. I grabbed her legs pulled them apart and crawled between them. My mouth found the inside of her thigh and I nipped her hard enough top make her yelp and then rushed forward to suddenly land my face on her soft tummy where I blew hard bubbles on her belly button making her laugh and giggle hysterically. Then, while she was laughing I descended on her well trimmed muff and went to work on her sweet wet pussy! I am a most patient lover and I especially wanted Debbie to have a good time. She evidently liked having my tongue searching her most hidden spots because as my search became more and more intimate she became seriously vocal… Debbie was after all a cheerleader!

My kisses had her just flowing and I was busy licking and sucking when I lifted her legs up and moved my attentions to a little lower and darker haunts. When my tongue touched her there it was as if I had touched her with a cattle prod. She shrieked, began to thrust her ass up at me and began to gush from her pussy as she had a long hard shuddering orgasm. Sensing that she liked this a LOT, I worked her over well and then when my mouth went north again my fingers moved in and that was just more than she could take. As I sucked her little button she grabbed me by the head and worked me hard over that area as her hips made great use of my fingers in her ass. When she suddenly went limp on me I eased out and slid up her body kissing my way along until we were face to face.

“You ok Sweety? Do you need a little rest.”

Her eyes were wide and she was gasping, “You… you…you… YOU licked my ASS!”