Living with Angie

This story is happened a few years ago. I had been married for 10 years, to a very beautiful, sexy, petite brunette. The only problem was that she had it in her head that she wanted to be with someone else. I tried to be a good husband, but nothing seemed to work. We drifted apart over the years, but we didn't want to split. I finally started living in the spare bedroom and we only got together once in awhile to satisfy our sexual needs. After fighting for a week straight about where our relationship was going, I moved out. I moved in with a single girl from work named Angie who had a young daughter, and needed some help with the bills. We talked about how she would give me space and not let her daughter bother me. I didn't mind though, I always wanted kids, and I enjoyed playing with her daughter. Angie was great to talk to and so relaxed. I felt so at ease there, unlike the constant turmoil and and frigidness at my house. After work, Angie, her daughter and I would go down to the pool and swim, eat dinner together, etc. Now Angie wasn't as pretty as my wife, but she was not unattractive. She was about 5'10" and slender with long, perfect legs that went on forever and long blond hair. She had smallish but ample breasts and was 27 years old at the time and divorced. Pretty quickly Angie and I were talking and relaxing on the couch. We talked about everything. Her divorce, my problems, anything and everything. She seemed so quiet and reserved, but she soon revealed that she really enjoyed sex, which my wife never seemed to enjoy that much. She happened to be wearing very form fitting, black stretch pants that hugged every curve, and she was driving me crazy. I should probably explain now that I was 30 years old, and I had never been with another woman than my wife. So, the excitement of living with another woman was incredible. Angie couldn't figure out why my wife wasn't interested in me. I am in great shape physically, and Angie found me very attractive and sexy, which made me feel great. For once, it was nice to have a woman that was really attracted to me, and appreciated me for who I was. Within a few days, the sexual tension was getting really high. We really liked each other. We joked about how long we would make it before we had sex. I was a nervous wreck though because I had never been with another woman. With a penis a little over 7 inches with a thick shaft and large head, I didn't know if I would be big enough. My wife never seemed to appreciate me, and I felt inadequate. Angie and I went swimming after work the next day and for the first time, she swam up to me and wrapped her long legs around my waist and threw her arms around my neck. I was so nervous, but I instantly got hard and because of my swimsuit, there was no hiding it. Angie pulled in close and pulled my waist right up against hers. She felt how hard I was and gave me a big smile. Later on, we were talking on the couch and one thing led to another. We ended up lying down next to each other closely. I was stroking her legs, and side and she started to breath faster. She was getting so turned on. She was closing her eyes and breathing hard. I could tell she wanted me to keep going, but I was so nervous about being with another woman.I was extremely turned on as well. My hard-on was begging for release from my pants. Angie was gently wimpering and breathing from her growing sexual desire. She had been touching my chest through my shirt since we were both fully clothed and in one movement, she brought her hand down my belly and firmly grabbed and caressed my penis through my pants. She moaned....she wanted what was in my pants so badly and seemed impressed. At the same time, I reached up and touched Angie's breasts through her shirt and she moaned softly. We laid there for a few minutes just touching each other. We wanted each other so bad. Angie didn't want to kiss because she said that was too personal and she wasn't ready to fall in love with me, and that was ok with me. I couldn't help myself. I slid my hand down and under her shirt, and under her bra and gently caressed and rubbed her breasts. It was such an unbelievable turn on to touch another woman's breasts. Angie didn't waste any time, she moved her hand up and unbuttoned my pants and slipped her hand into my underwear and started rubbing my penis. Loads of precum was oozing out. Angie slid her hand down and her eyes got real large and she said that my penis was really big compared to men she had been with. I didn't think it was that big, but I was glad she approved. We rubbed each other for awhile and then when Angie couldn't take it anymore, she stood up and took off her shirt and bra, and slid out of her pants and panties. She was completely naked and absolutely beautiful. I took off my shirt and shoes. By that time, Angie was unzipping my pants and pulling my pants and underwear off. I mentioned something to her about us regretting doing this, and that I didn't know if I was ready. I was just so nervous, and despite the problems in my marriage, I was still married, so all these thoughts were going through my head about what I was doing there, was it a good idea, etc. But at the same time, having a woman want me like Angie did was something I couldn't resist. I needed to be wanted and desired. So I was now naked and Angie pulled my hips forward until I was sitting slouched on the couch. Angie was naked standing in front of me, almost hysterical with desire. She stepped forward and positioned herself over my rock hard penis. Her pussy was dripping her juices onto my lap and the thick smell of her sex was absolutely intoxicating. She reached down, grabbed my penis and rubbed herself onto the thick head of my penis. It was unbelievable to feel another woman's pussy on top of my penis, knowing that I would momentarily enjoy the complete pleasure of her soaking wet pussy. She leaned her head back and in one glorious moment, just kept rubbing. She then just moved up and down in complete ecstasy. I told her I couldn't last. It was simply too much to be having  another woman rubbing on me. It was such a turn on, that I couldn't last unless she stopped for a minute, but she couldn't stop. She needed it so badly. She rode me hard and rubbed her clit furiously while moaning loudly. Within a minute I came, and it was disappointing. I didn't last, I wasn't a stud, and Angie didn't come. I was feeling so guilty, and Angie understood. I went to my room and went to sleep. I couldn't believe I had just had sex with another woman, and I felt terrible at the time. The next day, we talked about it and I apologized. I felt bad, but at the same time, I really enjoyed Angie, and it was wonderful to be wanted by a woman. She understood though and wanted me to just take it slow. She agreed that we let things get out of hand, but that she had no regrets and enjoyed it regardless. That night after work, we went back to her apartment, had dinner and put her daughter to sleep. I really enjoyed spending "family time" with Angie and her beautiful 2 year old daughter. I went to sleep in my bedroom and Angie went to sleep in hers. We agreed that we would refrain from having sex again until we were both ready. At about 10pm, I heard Angie saying my name, and I woke up. She was standing there in my room in the partial darkness in a long nightgown. I asked her what she needed and she didn't say anything. She looked like she wanted to say something, but she just said "I just wanted to see if I could lay with you for awhile and have you hold me. It has been so long since I have felt that." I got up, and walked across the room. I knew what she needed. I knew what I needed, and I didn't hesitate this time. I walked over to her, reached down and pulled her nightgown up and over her head and tossed it to side. Angie instantly responded in a relieved way. She needed me so badly. I pulled my clothes off, and fell to my knees and absolutely devoured her soft, creamy pussy. She tasted so good. She was so wet. She grabbed my head and pulled me in, moaning desperately. After a few minutes, I got up and pulled her into my bed. She said we don't have to have sex, but I told her I wanted to. I wanted to satisfy her. To show her the affection and satisfaction that her selfish husband never gave her. I laid her back and plunged my rock hard penis into her soaking wet pussy, ramming it to the hilt. She screamed, and it startled me. I asked her if it was ok, and she said she had never been fucked so deeply, she begged me to continue to fuck her. I keep my penis completely shaven, so the full seven inches penetrated her smoothly and deeply. She kept screaming oh my god! oooooooh myyyy god!!!! While I continued my long strokes, she started rubbing her her clit furiously. It was unbelieveable the pleasure she was in. She had orgasm after orgasm. I couldn't believe how long I was lasting. I finally pulled out and came without touching my penis. I just wanted to ejaculate, but not orgasm, so I could stay rock hard. After that, we continued to fuck for hours. It was unbelieveable. I finally came hard inside of her. It felt so good to have a woman want my come inside of her. But I wanted more, and so did Angie. I was so turned on, I went down and ate her cumcumlled pussy. It tasted so good to lick my cumcumt of her pussy. It turned her on so much, that she immediately came again. It turned me on so much to have her orgasm again that I hardened and we enjoyed another hour of slow, fantastic sex and we both climaxed again. I think at about 4 am, Angie went back to sleep in her own room so that we could get at least an hour or two of sleep before work the next day. Every night for a week, we repeated our lovemaking. One night, she even offered me anal sex, which she said she enjoyed and I took her up on it. That was absolutely incredible. We had so much sex. Whenever we wanted. In the shower, in the afternoon, on the couch, it was wonderful. We would lay naked afterwards with cumcumipping onto each other, just enjoying being together. We spent time together that my wife never wanted to bother with. She was such a giving and loving person. But after the week had passed by, I decided that I couldn't bounce from my marriage right into a relationship with Angie. I really needed time by myself, and I didn't want to start another relationship when I was in one with my wife still. I ended up moving back home because now I was being pursued by two women, and I just wanted to be alone for awhile. I told my wife what happened with Angie. She was upset, but she was more concerned about losing me. Once I left, she realized what she had taken for granted all those years. She wanted to start over and I was willing to give it another chance. I never asked my wife to forgive me. I told her it was Angie that liberated me, and she agreed. My wife wanted me so bad sexually. She needed me....it was so strange being wanted by two women. We had great sex. Although Angie was absolutely incredible, it was nice to make love to my wife again. Eventually, my wife and I worked things out, and we have a great relationship now. I never did get a chance to thank Angie. I hear she is married again. I still think about the good times we had.