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

It was getting on towards 9.00pm so not many people were dancing and the music was quiet enough we could carry on chatting. We both stopped drinking alcohol and started on diet Pepsi.

Carrie had learnt her lesson and I really didn't drink that much these days, three beer's is my limit, yes I know we are now both lightweights.

The service in the dancefloor area was a bit sketchy so we found a booth near the dancefloor and while Carrie "powdered" her nose and tidied herself up. I went to the bar to get our drinks. As I was waiting in line I overheard two young men obviously talking about Carrie.

"Did you see that short sexy and fit woman in black wearing that strappy top and mini skirt? that middle-aged man with her is one lucky son of a bitch." One of them said to the other.

"Yes I saw her, wow she has a killer body, her body is very tight, not an ounce of fat on her, and that arse? She definitely works out, and those tits, beautiful."

So far I could only mentally agree with everything they said, apart from the fact they obviously thought I was much older than Carrie, that hurt a bit.

Anyway I bought several bottles of diet Pepsi and grabbed a tray to put them on. By time I got back to our booth Carrie was already there waiting for me.

"Gary don't be angry, but while you were away three separate men offered to buy me drinks, when I pointed out my "husband" was already buying my drinks they offered to buy us both drinks. I think they were disappointed when I said I was only drinking diet Pepsi, I guess they thought about getting me drunk. They said they might buy me some Pepsi later."

She paused and smiled, then looked at me to gauge my reaction. I couldn't keep a straight face, and described the two young men talking about us and how they complimented her but seemed to be saying I was much older than she was.

Carrie laughed out loud, "Sorry my love I shouldn't laugh. It is funny though, and it's nice that those young men appreciate my hard work."

She moved over onto my lap and kissed me, "Don't worry my love I am your "date" tonight and hopefully for the next 30 or 40 years."

I kissed her back with as much love as I could give her, "Yes Carrie, that sounds like a very good idea."

I gently eased her from my lap and stood up and offered her my hand. The DJ had started playing fast lively tunes and a largish group of customers were gathering on the dancefloor.

There was a mixed group of people strutting their stuff, normally I am not much of a dancer, but tonight was different.

"Would you care for a dance my lady?" I said in a fairly good posh accent, which was nothing like my normal country accent.

Carrie laughed out loud again, but accepted my hand, "Of course kind Sir, I would love to dance with you."

I lead her to edge of the dancefloor and we held each other kissed each other and without any prompting Carrie started dancing, at best I am a prop for Carrie, she danced around me, rubbed against me at one point she jumped into my arms kissed me and basically dry humped herself against me.

Of course other people did something similar, but Carrie outshone them all. We danced and made out on the dancefloor for a few more songs, as we left the area quite a few couples and single men looked impressed with Carrie's dancing and those same single or not so single men looked at Carrie with hunger.

Carrie took my hand and was going to lead me back to the booth, instead I held her and moved her towards the door marked "Beer Garden" we pushed through the door and saw a group of picnic benches, no one was outside because it wasn't really the weather for sitting outside.

Carrie looked at me and then at the nearest bench, "Gary, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" she said softly but with hunger.

I just picked her up and she helped by jumping into my arms, I walked her over to one of the benches as we kissed passionately our tongues duelling with each other.

I sat her on the table top and kissed her neck and face I then pushed her legs apart and stood between them.

I pressed my jeans covered cock against her skirt covered vagina. We both started to dry hump each other. I moved her straps down her arms and kissed the top of her breasts.

Carrie then undid her strapless bra and her rock hard nipples were exposed to the air. Carrie thrust them up at my mouth. I took the hint and touched first one then other nipple with my tongue and mouth.

Carrie was gasping my name as I sucked and licked her nipples, I left little hickeys as I moved down her body. I pulled down her top and unzipped her skirt.

Carrie in turn undid my jeans and reached for my cock, as soon as she touched it I shuddered. Without thinking about it Carrie pushed her vagina towards my cock. She practically pulled me against her body, then she teasingly rubbed my cock up and down her slit.

"Gary, get your cock inside me, I have waited 2 long years for this." she said while I pushed inside her warm vagina. I will be honest her vagina was tight, even though her vagina was dripping with her juices it took a few seconds to be inside her, I really did get the impression I was only cock to be inside her body for a long time.

We both stopped and looked into each others eyes recognising the fact that Carrie was tight and she would have to get used to my cock again. I'm not the biggest but it is quite thick.

When Carrie was accustomed to my cock she whispered in my ear, "Fuck me Gary, fuck me, reclaim me my love, my husband."

I did just that I fucked her hard and fast making her cry out in pleasure, all the while kissing and licking her breasts, when she orgasmed her juices squirted out onto my jeans and her skirt. But that didn't stop us.

"Gary fuck me doggy style, please Gary, take me."

I pulled out and turned her so she was face down over the table, Carrie rested on her hands, her breasts bouncing as I pushed back into her again and fucked her slow and steady this time. She was pushing back against me and we built up a rhythm. I was getting close to cumming and her second orgasm was also close.

"Yes Gary, fuck me, cum in me, I love you Gary only you, yes Gary, yes my love give it to me."

And I did I stroked her bouncing breasts and pinched her nipples, that pushed her over the edge and at the same time I shot my load inside her. We both shuddered and shook as we climaxed. I pulled my ex-wife against me and kissed her neck and stroked her breasts.

"Carrie, I love you, you are the sexiest most beautiful woman I know, you really have convinced me you are serious about us being a couple again. I know you fucked up and quite rightly I couldn't stay married to you. Anyway thank you for tonight."

With a final kiss I disengage from Carrie, she scooped up as much of our mixed juices as she could. She didn't bother putting her bra back on, she gave it to me as a trophy.

She then put her skirt back on and pulled her top down covering her breasts. She really did look like someone who had just been fucked, which of course was the case, but I can honestly say she looked absolutely beautiful.

I kissed her on the lips and took her hand. We opened the door to the restaurant and every single man near the dancefloor followed Carrie with their eyes as we walked across the dancefloor. I lead Carrie to the table we paid for the food left a generous tip and then hand in hand walked out of the restaurant.

"So, Carrie, as I see it we have 2 choices, I either call my taxi and take you to your home or I call my taxi and we go to my home, which would you prefer?"

"Did you really just ask me that?" she said with a raised eyebrow.

"Ah, okay my place it is then, I have to warn you I only have a sofa bed, it's a king size but it might not be what you are used to." I said with a smile.

"Gary, anywhere with you is fine, even if we sleep on the floor."

I Called the taxi, we hugged as we waited just being close to me was enough for her. The taxi arrived and took us home. Carrie was asleep by the time we got to the house. I got out of the taxi paid the fare and then picked up my ex-wife.

With a little difficulty I unlocked the door and took her upstairs. I gently laid her down on the bed and undressed her. I found one of my shirts she bought me ages ago in the wardrobe. I put it on her and then covered her with the duvet. I then undressed down to my boxer shorts. I did think about us having a shower, but that can wait until tomorrow.

As soon as I slid under the duvet Carrie reached for me and curled around me so her head rested on my chest. Her breathing was slow and steady and soon my eyes were closing too.

Just before my brain switched off I asked myself was I better off with her or without her in my life? I did think as first dates went it was pretty damn good and definitely wanted more dates with Carrie. That was my last thought before I contentedly slept.

The End

(Writers note: Okay, this was last chapter of the Ex-wife/Ex-husband series. As I said earlier this is for the few readers who followed the series and wanted it finished.

As for the story itself, I personally think if a wife or husband or partner make a one off mistake, with extenuating factors and if they show remorse and prove they can be trusted again then maybe just maybe a reconciliation can be made, but hell I'm an old romantic.

Gary and Carrie did reconnect. No they didn't get married but they lived to be old and grey as a couple, yes they had children. Did Gary ever have any trust issues?

No, Carrie never gave Gary any cause to worry about where she was or who she was with, she always told him if she had to work late, but of course Gary knew the her boss and frequently spoke to him so Carrie couldn't lie. Any out of town trips for Gary were treated as mini holidays and they went as a couple.

Carrie also only went out with Gary or his family or her family. If they ever went dancing she only danced with Gary, even though she got asked many times over the years. Gary and Carrie also trained in the gym together, and Gary helped Carrie to learn kickboxing.

Once or twice Carrie did use that training when certain men didn't take no for an answer. But the main thing about this story is they lived well and happily.

There will be sceptical people on this site that will not believe it, but it's my story and this is how it ends happily.

Thank you for reading my story.)