Love Never Fades

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Erika was always wanted to settle down and have a family and have a loving husband. She had all that up until a year ago. She had a husband whom she loved and she had two boys, at times they could be rambunctious but she loved them nonetheless. Erika was a substitute school teacher and her husband worked for a law firm. They had a good marriage until things just began to fall apart. It was neither of their faults but, the connection simply wasn't there. The two got divorced which left Erika with the two boys in such a big house. Her ex-husband came by on the weekends to pick up the boys. He usually had the boys on weekends. Erika had been seeing this guy named Jason but he wasn't really her cup of tea. He was good for pleasure but other than that, he was like a door knob. Her ex-husband was seeing some blonde bimbo who Erika didn't particularly like. Her ex-husband respected that Erika had "moved on" so, Erika thought she'd do the same for her ex. The truth of the matter was that she never did get over her ex-husband. Even after their divorce, he knew her well and she liked to believe she knew her ex better than his latest bimbo.

When Erika heard the knock on the door, she knew her ex was here to pick up the boys. Erika was supposed to go out with Jason but he canceled which didn't surprise Erika. Erika was wearing her favorite pair of jeans and a buttoned down shirt that showed her curvy self. "Come in, the boys should be right down." She said. Even though she didn't like her ex's bimbo of choice right now, the two were still on good terms.

ooc: reposting this one..please send a sample PM.
 
Things are always weird after a divorce. You try to make the break-up as simple and nice as possible, even more so if there are kids involved. But Kevin knew that sometimes it just hurt. There was nothing that you could do about it, you put on a fake smile until the hurting stopped and you moved on. That's what his plan had always been. Get over Erika and move on.

He had done that, as best as he could. He even began to date, meeting a wonderful blonde girl who was beautiful, great tits, and could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. Except that she was one of the dimmest bulbs in the box, she reminded him of Erika a lot and that helped him not miss her so much. Like an artificial replacement, but never as good as the real thing.

When he came over one afternoon to pick up his kids he nearly lost his mind. Erika opened the door in a sexy little number that showed off the fact that she still had an incredible body even after kids. He knew that she wanted another one, a girl, something they had tried for a while to get but it never happened. He licked his lips and swallowed to wet his throat hopefully pushing the lust for his Ex deep deep down.

"Hi Erika. You're looking..." what was the right word? "nice." He told her with a smile, unable to keep his eyes from wandering around her nimble frame. The stirring in his loins deffinately remembered a time when he could have at her body anything he wanted.
 
Kevin had the boys this weekend. Surprisingly, we were amicable even after divorce. I had heard horror stories from my friends who had divorced and they said how nasty it could be. I didn't particularly like the woman Kevin was with but he had moved on, just like I had tried to. Kevin gave me two wonderful boys and we wanted another one, a girl but with our careers, it just never happened. And we both got frustrated and eventually it sent our marriage to hell. Now, I was "dating" a man named Johnny but it wasn't really dating. It was dinner and sex and the sex was fucking hot. The way he'd climb between my legs, taste me, please me, dear lord it was amazing. But sometimes when I closed my eyes, I thought of Kevin, how good our sex was. With us, it was always more than sex, it was love making..hot love making. We tried for a child but eventually just gave up.

"Thank you, Kevin. You look good too." I say, seeing him in jeans and a tee-shirt. His tee-shirt looked really good on him. I remembered all the afternoons when the boys had a play date, we'd spend the entire day making love.

"Come in, the boys are just finishing up getting their stuff together. Boys will be boys. Can I get you a drink?"
 
Kevin knew he should get going. His mouth had a habit of running away from him and if he stayed there was a large risk of him saying something to get him in trouble. Despite all that he stepped into her house and nodded, "Sure a cold soda would be great." He said with a soft smile.

Erika walked in front of him and his locked to her ass like heat seeking missiles. She still had that delightful sway in her hips that made his cock hard instantly. He bit his lip and jerked his gaze away. What the fuck was he doing, she was his Ex now. He needed to get a fucking clue and leave it alone, whatever they once had it was gone. At least he thought it was gone.

In the kitchen she bent over a bit to get a soda from the fridge and he shuddered. Dear god her ass! She was the only woman he'd ever met that could keep him hard orgasm after orgasm. He remembered her cunt literally dripped with his seed by the end of the night, they figured if she didn't get pregnant from that, nothing would get her knocked up. They'd laughed.

"So how are things?" He asked trying to be casual.
 
She got them each a soda as the boys were finishing upstairs. She couldn't help but stare at his chest for a moment. He always worked out and she could tell he was still doing so. She remembered when they had the house alone, she'd lift that shirt over his head, push that jacket off him, and he'd carry her upstairs and they'd make love for hours. But that was done, she had to push that away from her mind. But that was easier said than done. She remembered how'd they lay in bed, the way he kissed her naked shoulders, whisper sweet nothings to her. Sure Johnny was a great guy, good in bed but no one could ever compare to her ex. They had tried so hard for a little girl. But it just never happened. Erika needed to stop thinking about these things.

"You know, same stuff different day. Work is work, the boys will be boys, you know. How are you?" She asked. God, she remembered how it was in this very same kitchen she got on her knees and sucked her husband when they were married. She usually didn't suck dick, she didn't suck Johnny's but god, she remembered the days when her husband would come home from work stressed and she would get on her knees right in this kitchen and please him. The thought of it made her panties wet.
 
Kevin shrugged, "Things are alright....could be better though, you know I'm seeing this girl and she's nice but....sometimes I think talking to a dishwashing machine would be more stimulating." He said despite himself. He didn't want her knowing any details about his problems, work had once against become a headache and yet he just ran his mouth. the problem was that he was simply to comfortable around her. Hell they had a long beautiful history with each other.

Kevin always thought the divorce was a stupid idea. It was something that they had spat at each other under stress. The was they wanted another child and work causing issues. Kevin had lost a major account at the time and money was suddenly tight again, thus making another kid a bad idea.

That was fixed and Kevin was once more living very comfortably and he spent his nights wishing it was Erika lying beside him. Her warmth, her body, her spirit, everything about her just fit him. He smiled as he remembered a time or two when she just dropped to her knees the moment he came home and took his cock in her mouth. She was that kind of woman, always attentive to her man, eager to help him with his needs and if a blowjob in the kitchen was something he needed she wouldn't flinch away at blowing him on a moment's notice.

"What about you? A friend from the gym told me you're seeing a guy from Sak's uh Jason right?" He asked.
 
I loved our twin boys to the end of the earth but wanted a girl desperately. Both Kevin and I did when we were married. But when I couldn't get pregnant, it made things worse. Money was tight back then too and we were always fighting, not the good kind of fighting either.

As much as I tried to forget, I remembered the nights where Kevin would come home from work stressed, I would drop to my knees, take him in my mouth. He loved it so much. And we would spend the entire night making love. Sometimes we even played hooky from work just to stay in bed, that's when things were good. I didn't suck Johnny though..sure he was good in bed but something was missing.

"Yeah, Johnny. He's a good guy. Sometimes I feel like he's not listening to me but you know, it happens." I shrug. I knew what the issue was. Johnny wasn't Kevin..Kevin and I shared something deep, we always would. "How's work?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
 
Kevin took a sip from his soda and rocked back on his heels against the counter. "Work's great. I have so many accounts now that I can barely keep up. They gave me a secretary in order to help me out. And I know what you're thinking already and the answer is no, I'm not fucking my assistant." He told her with a smirk.

He looked down at his soda can and sighed, "Honestly I'm a bit sexually frustrated at the moment. I mean I'm dating, but it just hasn't been all that great." He took a large drag from the can and crushed it in his hands.

He knew where she kept everything in the house and opened the cabinet that revealed the trash can then pinched the can away. He turned back toward her and clapped his hands. "So I guess I should get the boys then..." he didn't realize he was walking close to her until she was nearly pressed against his chest. His voice felt heavy and he took a deep breath. "God I miss you Erika."
 
She didn't realize how close he was standing to her until his strong chest was so close to her. She remembered all the nights she'd lay her head on his chest as he stroked her hair, waiting till she fell asleep. The way he'd kiss the side of her head in the morning. God, she missed him too. Johnny was nothing like him. She could smell his cologne, hear how heavy his voice was.

She took a step back, putting distance between them, knowing it wasn't a conversation they should have. They both had moved on, they had to. "Kevin..come on, let's not have this conversation. We've moved on now. We're amicable. Things are as good as they can be right now."
 
Kevin sighed and put his hands on the counter. As good as they could be? Ha! That was a fucking outright lie. He shook his head, "That's not true and you know it." He spun toward her, "Come on Erika, you and I both know that our break-up had more to do with stress than any lost of feelings for each other."

He bit his lip, "Don't you think it's pointless? Here we are trying to move on with our lives, but the whole time wishing that things were back to the way they were. I mean look at us, we can't be in a room with each other for five minutes before we get those feelings of need for each other." He pointed at her, "Don't even say you don't feel it either. You know I can tell when you are getting all hot and heavy."
 
She blushed and laughed as she heard him say he knew when she was getting all hot and heavy. She smacked his chest playfully before taking a step back and leaning against the counter. He was right though, he hadn't even been here 10 minutes and everything they had came rushing back to her..all the memories. Hell, they had a lot of memories in this house together. They created their twin boys in the bedroom upstairs. They spent so many nights trying for their daughter they wanted so badly.

"Yeah, so maybe it was stress Kevin. But it was the fighting too. All we did was fight and it wasn't the good type of fighting either. And as hard as moving on is for us, it's better for us..for the boys." She said. She still thought about the baby girl they had tried so hard for..but failed in conceiving.
 
Kevin sighed, "But because it is better for us, doesn't mean we have to want it. I know drinking is bad for you but I still like to have beer in front of the football game." He told her, though it very much was not the same thing. This decision was something that would once again change their lives.

He nodded slowly and turned to go out the back door and call the boys in from were they played out in the back. For a moment his hand lingered on the knob and he just watched them, like he and Erika used too when they first bought the sandbox and slide in the back. The boys would play for hours, letting their imaginations run wild, while he and Erika drink lemonade and held each other's hand.
 
I watched as Kevin called the boys in from outside. They were taking their sweet time as always. Boys will be boys. She missed him, a lot. She thought about him a lot too. But she knew things were too different now. The fighting got to be too much for us, and when we couldn't conceive, that ended our marriage.

As we waited for the boys, I looked over at my ex. "Do you love her?" I asked softly, hoping he knew that I meant the woman he was fucking. The thought of him kissing, touching..having his hands on another woman, it literally broke my heart. All I could think about was the memories we had in this house and as hard as I tried, I couldn't forget them.
 
Kevin didn't look back at her when she asked the question. He looked out the window and just felt that he could never love another woman. Only and forever Erika.

"No," he said. "She's not you. Not even close."

"What about him?" He asked, returning the same question back at her. He didn't think she's loved the guy, but there was a chance that she did and it would explain why she could bring herself to come back to him. If she said yes, Kevin would take the boys and go about his life, leaving Erika to her new lover. He would be sad, but he would accept it.
 
She heard what he said and it made her feel a little better. But she absolutely hated the idea of him fucking someone else. It was probably just mindless fucking but she still didn't like the thought of another woman with him.

"No, I don't. Not even close. He's just a warm body in bed, you know." She whispered softly. "You remember all the memories in this house?" She whispered softly, knowing there was so much to remember here..so much they shared in this kitchen, in their bedroom. Hell, even in the shower.
 
Kevin glanced back at her then, turning slowly to try and see what she was thinking. He nodded though, a sly smirk spreading across his lips. "I remember every single one of them." He told her. "I remember the nights in front of the TV after dinner. The mornings in the shower, the afternoons in bed, all of it."

He felt like his chest was being pressed by a very heavy weight. His need for her was ready to explode, but he needed control. She would fight him if he tried, the only chance he'd ever have at her bed again was if she invited him back.
 
She remembered it all too, she couldn't forget it. Even when she was with Johnny she still remembered her ex. "Remember in here?" She smiled a little in referenced to when he'd come home from work and she'd drop to her knees when the boys were away. "Remember you'd run my bath? Take the wash cloth down my shoulders...wash my hair for me.." She whispered..she remembered everything about this house with him.
 
Kevin's eyes glazed over with a hunger for Erika that could only rival the first night that they'd had sex. He took a step closer, his eyes on her smile. "Yes, I do." He paused, still several feet from her. "Do you remember walking around in that red silk nightgown, teasing me all day long before you finally let me take you on the pool table?"
 
"Yes. You loved that red night gown." I whisper, thinking how much he loved that thing. Every single memory we had in this house, rushing through my head at full force. "All the times we tried for our baby girl." I whisper, tears coming to my eyes. "I'm sorry..I shouldn't have gone there." I whisper as I walked over to the other counter. I closed my eyes and took a heavy breath, thinking that we had memories in almost every single room of this house.

"Is she better than me?" I asked softly, not letting my eyes meet yours. I hated the idea of you screwing another woman. Mindless sex or not. Your hands on another woman practically killing me..making love to another woman, I didn't want to think about that.
 
Kevin could see her breaking down. Her desire for him was as strong as it ever was and he was glad to see that in her. He didn't like the fact that he was causing her pain though and for a moment he thought about leaving, just so she could get a hold of herself again.

But he couldn't do it. He moved beside her and gently put his arm around her shoulders and hugged her against him. "There is no one for me, better than you. Not her, not anyone." He told her.
 
She took a deep breath as she felt his arms go around her. His arms were always strong yet gentle, and she couldn't forget what it felt like to be in his arms again. But she also knew that stupid bimbo had been in his arms too. She didn't want to think about it but she couldn't get the image of her ex fucking some hot blonde out of her mind. She rested her head to his chest and took a deep breath.

"I don't forget anything, you know." She whispered softly, remembering each of their memories in every room of this house.
 
Kevin smiled and gently ran his hand up and down her back. "I know you don't." He said softly. "Are you thinking about something in particular? Or just remembering various things?" He asked, liking the fact that she was once against letting him hold her, she felt amazing in his arms with her head against his chest.
 
She just let him hold her, loving how his strong arms felt holding her. She heard his whisper and she knew his mind was going to the same place. "The memories in the kitchen especially..." She whispered a little embarrassed. "What about you? Do you remember anything in particular?" She asked, wanting to know even if she knew they shouldn't be having this conversation. He had moved on, and she had tried to.
 
Kevin shook his head, "I'm just remembering you." He told her. "There is nothing better for me to remember other than you." He explained. "Look, I know we have both been trying to move on, but what for? We know how well he go together, I mean you once told me that your pussy was tailor made for my cock to fit inside of you perfectly. I actually think you are completely right. No one can ever compare to you."
 
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