The Ex-wife and The Ex-husband: The Date

(Writers Note: This is "chapter" 3 of the Ex story series. I admit I didn't set out to write three chapters but here I am. It is probably best to read the other "chapters" first. Also, this final chapter has taken a long time to write, as I said I didn't intend to write this chapter, but a few readers have asked for it so here it is. Just so readers know this is a romantic reconciliation. If you don't like such stories stop reading now.)

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I was sitting at my desk just sorting through some paperwork when my mobile rang. I didn't recognise the number, I did think about ignoring the call, I don't usually answer calls from unknown people, there are too many scam callers. But then I realised it might be my ex-wife, I did say for her to contact me at some point so I answered.

"Hello, Gary speaking."

"Umm hello Gary, it's Carrie, is this a bad time?"

"It's fine Carrie, remember I'm the boss now, I can be free anytime," I said in a light-hearted way.

I could sense the relief from the other end of the line.

"Umm, Gary you know you mentioned in your email about going on a "date," she said tentatively.

I inwardly smiled, "Yes I did mention it didn't I? and yes I am serious it's about time we talked. Have you got a place in mind,"

"Actually yes Gary, there is a new restaurant that has opened recently, it does gastro time food but a few of my friends have been there and they like it. And on Friday evenings they have a resident DJ and if customers want to dance there is a dance floor. So I took the liberty of booking a table for 7.30 pm on Friday if that's okay with you,"

She hesitated a moment before carrying on, "If you want we can change the venue or change the time."

"Carrie, it's fine, I know the restaurant I was thinking of going there myself at some stage and 7.30pm sounds good to me. As I understand it the dress code is casual, so if you don't mind I will go with jeans and a shirt, you know I hate suits."

I could sense relief and happiness in her tone of voice, "Thank you Gary this means so much to me. And yes you can wear what you like, but I will be out to impress you so don't be too surprised if I dress glamorous,"

"If you want to Carrie, anyway I'm looking forward to the evening, just remember, whatever happens, happens, I want no preconceived ideas, and don't put too much into the evening, I don't want to hurt you."

"Gary, honestly I'm just glad we are talking and I will be able to be with you even for a short time. Anyway, Gary, I have to get back to work, for what it's worth, I still love you very much and I will try my best to win you back."

That last bit came out in a rush as if she was afraid I would stop her saying it.

"Okay Carrie, thank you for telling me how you feel, truth be told I knew you wouldn't stop loving me it was a case of could I love you again, I look forward to you trying to convince me, bye, for now, see you Friday, I will meet you inside the restaurant okay?"

"Gary, thank you again it is more than I can hope for. I will be waiting inside, I have to go now bye my love,"

I could practically feel her smile and happiness, and yes I smiled too.

"Goodbye Carrie, see you Friday."

I disconnected the call and sat back in my chair, was this a good idea? I thought to myself, did I really want to get back with Carrie, part of me did, but another part of me wasn't sure.

I sorted out the paperwork walked around the warehouse talking to my workforce. When it reached 5.30pm I left work and drove home.

This evening is Wednesday so two days to prepare, I had a bite to eat then headed down to the gym. I went into the men's locker room got changed and then walked out into the gym training area.

I turned towards a punching bag hanging from the ceiling, I spent some time punching and kicking the bag, I worked up quite a sweat.

There were probably ten people in the gym, I didn't really pay attention to them I was focused on the punch bag, however when I stopped beating up the punch bag a familiar-looking woman walked close by, she had headphones on and she was focused on the equipment she was about to use, she was wearing a crop top and tight shorts, her legs looked slim and toned and her stomach was flat and tight, her breasts bounced as she walked.

Her arse was also tight her long blonde hair was in a ponytail and she walked along with a smile on her face, it was a smile and face and a body I knew, well maybe not her body, she had really worked out and she looked gorgeous. Yes, it was Carrie, I didn't know she was training at this gym.

Several men saw me looking at Carrie. One bloke I knew, David who I sometimes sparred with laughed and said, "Gary, no chance, she won't let anyone near her, almost all the lads here have asked her out at one time or another. She just keeps telling everyone she is married and is not interested in any kind of relationship."

My face must have been a picture. Dave and I both watched as Carrie used the rowing machine, then after 5 minutes she got up and went onto a cross-trainer. Watching her arse move was very interesting to watch.

David again saw me looking intently at her, "Gary, mate, don't even go there. She isn't interested. You can watch all you like but she certainly won't let you touch."

He went onto different gym equipment while still laughing at me. I did try to restrain myself, honest I did, but with everyone looking at me I got off the equipment I was on and slowly walked towards Carrie who was unaware of me approaching her.

Instead of startling her and cause an accident I walked along with her and waited for her to notice me. It took about five minutes for her to stop exercising. Then slowly as if in slow motion she turned her head she looked at my body then her gaze moved upwards.

She recognised my t-shirt it was after all one she bought for me, an old Guns and Roses t-shirt, and then her eyes looked at my arms and shoulders, taking in my body mass and muscles, then her eyes met my eyes.

At first, her eyes were shocked as if she couldn't believe her eyes, as if she didn't believe I was there, then a huge smile appeared on her beautiful face.

She took off her headset and stepped off the cross-trainer, and leapt at me. I did consider stepping back, but only for a moment.

As she jumped I caught her, she had her arms around me and started kissing me. I could sense an astonished silence around the gym, the only noises were from Carrie as she kissed me and hugged me.

"Gary, Gary...I can't believe you are here." She said between kisses.

I gently let her down and disengaged from her. I turned around and yes everyone in the gym had stopped and they were looking at us both. Carrie realised what was happening and blushed bright red.

I took her hand and we walked to the small kitchen area at the back of the gym. Once inside I closed the door.

Immediately Carrie threw herself at me again. She wrapped her arms around me, and rested her head against my chest, "Gary, my love thank you for letting me do this, I have been dreaming of this for two years."

"Umm Carrie, could you come up for air, just for a moment, we need to talk about something. Mainly why you are telling everyone we are still married and why haven't you met and dated someone it's been two years surely someone would have caught your eye?"

"Gary, listen to me, two years ago I fucked up and you rightly punished me. I didn't like you doing it to me, but I can understand why you did it. Anyway, for 2 years I have worked hard at the job you helped me get, I have also spent two years getting into shape."

She did a twirl to show off her body.

"Gary, this is all for you no other man or woman has touched me. As you probably know from your friend Dave, I told everyone I was married to try and put people off from trying their luck. It didn't always work but your name does carry some weight around here and well when another tried their luck I mentioned I was your wife, and mostly I was left alone."

I thought for a moment if all this was true, and it was easy to find out then maybe I could try to have some sort of relationship with my ex-wife.

"Okay, Carrie, I admit this evening has been a pleasant surprise, you look fantastic and yes I can see why you would get hit on. I admire you for waiting for me even if I wasn't truly looking for you. So I suggest you go back to your trainer and I will go back to my rowing machine and bench press and then on Friday we meet up for our date."

I stood up took Carrie into my arms and hugged her then kissed her forehead. Hand in hand we both walked back to our equipment. The looks from the people in the gym were amusing.

Dave walked up to us, "Gary you lucky son of bitch, you're her "husband" aren't you?"

"Well, technically I was, but she is my ex-wife," I said still holding Carrie's hand.

Dave smiled and said, "So she isn't married to you, can I ask Carrie out for a drink?"

Simultaneously both I and Carrie said "No."

"Okay, I get the idea." With a pat on my shoulder, he walked away.

The others got back to their equipment and everything got back to normal. Carrie and I cross-trained together and then I assisted her to lift some weights she couldn't lift as much as me but it was still impressive.

After another half an hour we both stopped exercising and walked hand in hand to the gym lockers.

We turned to each other and spoke at the same time, I held my hand up and she paused.

"Carrie, it was great to train with you, and it was good to be with you and it's nice to know the truth about your time here. I will say again you look fantastic I can see you have worked very hard and it shows. Thank you."

"Gary, my goal was to look good, feel good, and maybe catch your eye and maybe open some dialogue with you, what happened tonight was amazing for me. I love you Gary I always will. This body is yours to use any time you want. I will wait for you, my love."

As she turned away and started to walk into the ladies locker room, she stopped turned around and lifted her crop top and sports bra showing me her B cup breasts.

"Gary, these are yours, my love." She smiled and turned away.

I went straight into the showers and turned it to cold.

(Friday the "date".)

Friday at work was busy, but I admit I was distracted, the image of Carrie in her workout clothes and then seeing her gorgeous breasts again and her admission that she had kept herself for me and me alone was indeed making my mind twist way and then the other.

Yes I did check out her story and all my friends and colleagues of Carrie backed up her story she only went out with her family and close friends, she was always the one to go home early, she didn't drink to excess most nights she drank coke or some other soft drink.

She doesn't dress up particularly provocatively on nights out preferring to wear casual clothing.

As for the gym? Everyone I spoke to said the same thing, she didn't encourage or talk to any man that approached her.

So after exhausting every trail I had I have concluded that my ex-wife has been waiting for me I can honestly say the one time I caught her with another man was her only time.

Knowing all this information and making a decision tonight, "date" night will lead to other nights, at least as far as I am concerned. Finally, the time reached 5.30pm, I packed up my stuff walked around the warehouse wishing my staff a good weekend and then headed home to what used to be Carrie's and my house, now just my house.

To be honest, it is a bachelor pad for me. Most of the furniture is new and there isn't any sign of Carrie in the house. I got rid of everything connected to her when we divorced.

I got a beer from the fridge and went upstairs and got undressed and chose my clothes, even though I own my company I am not a suit person. I wear jeans and t-shirts around the warehouse and only at weddings and funerals I would wear suits.

I chose a decent pair of jeans and a newish shirt. I cleaned off my Dr Martin boots so they at least looked okay. And then headed for the shower. After that I trimmed my beard and shaved my head.

I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I wasn't too bad looking for a middle-aged man. I thought about the past 2 years without Carrie, and the various women who had come and gone during this time, none came close to my ex-wife.

I know it sounds bad but they all realised that they stood no chance of becoming my next wife. A few even told me to move on and actually leave my ex-wife in the past. One or two tried to make me forget Carrie by almost killing me with sex.

But to me is was just that, word soon got around that I didn't have any feelings and I heard by accident that my nickname at work was "Sushi" (cold fish).

Friends and colleagues stopped asking me to go out to clubs and pubs with them, and yes women stopped asking me out. So now after 2 years I am going on a date with my ex-wife. Was I really doing this?

I finished my beer, went downstairs and walked out of the house locking the door behind me. I had called a local taxi firm my company used and it was waiting for me outside the house. I got in and told the driver where to go.

I got to the restaurant at 7.15pm and after paying the taxi fare I walked into the restaurant and walked up to the bar. I looked around but couldn't see Carrie but then the restaurant was busy so it wasn't surprising I didn't see her. I walked up to the bar and ordered a beer and just sat on a stool looking around the restaurant.

I could see through to the dinning area, it was busy with almost all the tables full and it was soon filling up around the bar. I checked my watch 7.25pm, I really hoped she wasn't going to stand me up. I was just thinking about finishing my beer and leaving when I felt a tap on my shoulder and heard a cough.

I turned around and almost dropped my beer, standing in front of me was Carrie, she was smiling from ear to ear. She stood there letting me look her up and down, she wore a strappy black sparkling top and a black skirt to match. The skirt was high up her legs, not a micro skirt but not far off.

She wore high heeled black shoes that made her taller than she really was. Her clothes hugged her body perfectly and it showed off her tight perfectly formed body. My cock sprang up instantly, good job my jeans were not a tight fit.

"So Gary, do I pass your test?" she said with a seductive voice.

My eyes told her she did but I stood up and bending down slightly I kissed her on the lips.

"Carrie, you are beautiful." I Said.

She blushed and said, "Thank you my love, you have no idea how long I have wanted to hear those words from you."

She then hugged me I allowed her to pull her body against mine, after a few seconds the barmen said, "Get a room you two, and mate don't let her out of your sight she has been fending off all comers for about an hour."

I looked at him and saw him smiling, but around us I could see several men looking disappointed that she was hugging me not them. I let go of Carrie and without saying anything she took my hand and we walked to a table she had reserved for us

It was a table next to a booth so we could sit next to each other. There was already 2 beers on the table. When we sat down Carrie took one of my hands and held it, with the other hand she raised her glass and I did the same and we touched glasses.

"Cheers my love here's to a new start." Carrie said with a hopeful expression.

"Yes, cheers Carrie, here's to the future." I said while looking into Carrie's eye's.

"Gary, thank you, I know you must be nervous about tonight, I am too. Could I be honest and say I have no idea how tonight will go, I just want us to have a good time. And of course I want to reconnect with you."

"Carrie, let's just order our food drink our beer's and then see how it goes, I will honestly say you are doing everything right in persuading me to give us a chance, you looked beautiful at the gym, you look beautiful here, now, Let's just see how it goes."

We did just that, we talked about everything that Carrie had done over the past 2 years. She started by telling me about her current job and again thanked me for helping her.

She told me about how she regretted what happened that night with the bastard. She repeatedly said how stupid she was and how if only she could turn back time she would never have allowed him to seduce her.

With tears falling down her face she told me how she had coped without me by going to the gym and getting toned and fit. She also told me how she used to run near where I lived but never got the up courage to look for me.

Then she said, "Gary, I want you to know I have not had sex with anyone in 2 years, since the divorce. I know its hard to believe but somewhere in my head I was "saving" myself for you."

I looked at her and said "Carrie, look at you, you are gorgeous you are a red flag to every bull who looks at you, every man in this restaurant is looking at you wondering if they might have a chance with you. So far I have seen six men walk past our table and almost fall over. So are you really telling me you have had no sexual contact in the past 2 years?"

"Yes, Gary, I promise you I have not had sex with anyone in 2 years."

She then blushed and said, "The only sex I have had is with my vibrator, you remember the one we bought for me when we were apart."

I smiled, "Yes, I remember, the one we spent ages finding for you. The one that is exactly the same size as my cock."

"Yes my love, your real cock always satisfied me and your "fake" cock always satisfied me when your real cock wasn't around."

My real cock was getting hard and I had to adjust myself. Carrie noticed and started stroking my cock through my jeans.

"Is that for me?" she asked as she touched her lips to mine.

"You know it is, it has been hard for you, since I saw you in the gym." I said a little out breath.

"Gary, touch me, feel how wet I am for you." She said as she pushed her tongue in my mouth.

I met her tongue as we made out. I reached under her skirt and touched her lace thong, I could feel how wet she was. I moved the thong aside and touched her vagina lips. I moved my finger up and down her slit until she was gasping into my mouth.

"Gary, if you don't stop I'm going to cum right here."

"Then cum Carrie, cum for me."

And she did, I felt her juices flow out of her vagina and over my fingers and probably onto the seat. All the while she was kissing me and making gasping noise.

After a few minutes she stopped kissing me and slumped against the back of the seat. She looked so beautiful and sexy with her rock hard nipples pointing through her top and her breathing was soft as she tried to get her breath back her face and neck were flushed red just like I remembered when we had sex.

I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips.

"Hey there, are you okay?" I said quietly.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me. Then she slowly sat up and drank some of her beer.

"Wow, Gary sorry I think I lost it for a moment, I didn't think I could cum like that, I seem to have made a mess of the seat." She said with a smile.

We both looked around and although most people didn't see Carrie's show some people obviously did, a young couple just smiled warmly at us and a middle-aged couple looked flushed and I think they might have fun later tonight. I saw a few men looking at Carrie like a piece of meat, but they stayed where they were.

Once Carrie had calmed down we ordered our food, actually we only ordered one meal and shared it between us, we fed each other bits of food.

Yes we were like teenagers on a date, well maybe we were. We finished our meal drank another beer each and then headed towards the dancefloor area.