1. I'd Never View it as Cheating--Part 3


    Date: 8/29/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 95.2, Source: sexstories.com

    touched an article of clothing. Truthfully, this could have waited, but I wanted to do it while Beth was here so she could select any pieces she wanted. After several hours of cleaning out Lizzie’s drawers and closet Beth had selected three sweaters, a Duke sweatshirt, and a small black purse that one would use for a fancy dance or the theater. Everything else went into plastic bags for Goodwill. I also began to remove my clothes to Toni’s. Beth and David did the same. We were all moved in there by Wednesday. On Thursday we moved much of our furniture into storage. That afternoon we bid our final farewell to Lizzie. David hooked up the boat trailer to the SUV and just after four that afternoon the five of us—Beth, David, Toni, and I along with Lizzie’s ashes--drove to the Captree ramp. Beth and David handed the urn with Lizzie’s ashes carefully onto the boat. A few minutes later we were en route to the inlet. All of our other boating forays were high-spirited as we anticipated both the swimming or fishing and the guy-gal teasing we always did, but today the mood was somber. I slowed the boat once we were about a quarter mile into the ocean, turning the helm over to Toni, as Beth, David, and I moved to the stern. She kept the bow into the waves which, thankfully, weren’t too big. All the same I kept an arm tightly around Beth who was having a really hard time with this. Each of us said a few words that reminded us of the wonderful woman who had been our wife and mother before ...
    sprinkling some of Lizzie’s remains into the water. Once we were done I dropped the urn over the side, completing my promise to Lizzie. David, Beth, and I sobbed as we turned back to Toni. She took me into her arms as we began our slow trip not only toward land, but toward our future life together. Okay—that wasn’t the last of my promises to Lizzie. I had one more promise to fulfill. Toni and I got our marriage license the next day. I asked her to tell me about her parents. “They’re both immigrants from Genoa and they act as though they were both sorry they left even though my father has a successful florist’s shop in Brooklyn. We’ll pass it on the way to my parents’ home. To say they were strict with me as a kid would be like describing King Kong as a big monkey. I was never allowed to date in high school and they were a big reason why I went away to college. Even then I was afraid I’d get into trouble so all I ever did was study. “Then I received a grant to law school—you know that I went to Columbia. I made up some story that I needed to be near campus to have access to the library and my study groups so I wouldn’t have to live with them. They fixed me up with Mario as soon as I graduated. He was ‘perfect’ and ‘a great catch’ so I let them wear me down over the next year. I do have to admit the sex was good…not as good as you are, of course.” “Of course,” I interrupted with a smirk on my face. Toni slapped my shoulder before continuing, “You know most of the rest. I went ...
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