AN ALL TOO SHORT CHANCE AT LOVE
On the circuitous path our relationship followed on the route to us getting married, "M" had broken off our initial affair after 7 weeks and broke my heart. It was late September 1970. She had been drawn back to the man she'd been dating. He was as I learned much later, evil and controlling and she was terrified of him. I lost track of her, thinking I'd lost the love of my life forever. I learned she's married the jerk and that was more emotional pain to endure. I had moved to town from my parents farm to live with a couple of buddies in early 1971. One day one of my flat mates and I were in the mall and there she was!! With her mom. My heart raced and I'm sure my face flushed with excitement. She asked her mom to go and shop and we chatted over coffee and M told me she'd left her husband as he was abusive. That made me so angry. I wanted to find him and end him! I told M I'd moved into an apartment with and we made plans to get together. I picked her up that night at her mom's place in a town 20 miles south of my city. We got to my apartement and into my bedroom and couldn't wait to get naked and into each others arms. She let me undress her and the exquisite luxury of taking off her bra and panties was mezmerizing. We cuddled on my single bed, our nakedness wrapped around each other. I couldn't take my eyes off her magnicient body. Her perfect B breasts with their brown areolae and nipples begged to be fonded and sucked so I took them in my mouth with made her moan. Then I rolled on my back and she mounted me. Sliding my 6.5" cock deep into her silky cunt. She slowly thrust up and down and it felt so special and satisfying to actually be making sweet love to my dream girl it was surreal. We fucked for a couple hours and repeated every night for a month. Then her evil mother forced her to do the "right" thing and go back to her husband like a good Catholic girl is supposed to....and so we bade each other a tearful farewell and she was gone....again....and I was bereft with more grief....but so thankfull I'd had her to hold and love again, even if for such a brief time. It taught me that nothing is written in stone....and that your life can change for good or bad in the blink of an eye. Stay tuned.
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