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      I’m not sure when it happened. Maybe it developed over some period of time or maybe
it came suddenly. All I know is one morning I woke up with Clark lying beside me. He was
snoring softly and looked peaceful and I didn’t like him anymore. Just that simple. I was
still me and Clark was still him but something had changed. I wanted to be free and I
couldn’t be free with Clark.
      I am a decisive woman but I waited a full day before I told him we were through.
When I told him I couldn’t look at him. I did, however, see the pain on his face and the
confusion. How could I make him understand when I didn’t? Out of kindness I made it as
quick and as painless as possible. I was gone within a few minutes after telling him.
      My affair with Calvin White, one of the partners of the firm, had begun only a few
weeks before I left Clark. I’m not proud of it, it’s just a matter of fact.  My sex life
with Clark had become dull and routine and not a lot of fun. Oh sure any sex is good, but
all the zing was missing.
      Calvin had started hitting on me from the first day I joined the practice. It
wasn’t too overt but it was there. For years I managed to hold him at bay without
offending him. Then one afternoon he stopped by my office.
      “Are you ready for the trial tomorrow?” he asked me.
      “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I said. I looked at him and suddenly I didn’t see Cal
as I had seen him before. He wasn’t the fifty year-old man I had seen. I mean he was still
fifty but he looked a lot better to me. He looked suave and successful and sophisticated.
“I’m staying in the city tonight so I won’t have to commute in the morning. I’ll relax and
be fresh for the show.” He nodded and smiled at me to indicate he thought it was a good
idea. “Do you want to help me relax, Cal?” I don’t know exactly where the impulse came
from but there it was.
      Sex with Calvin was good. Not great, but far better than what I was used to. He got
me off three times and that was two times more than I usually got from Clark. 
      My court case went as I expected it to go. I won and got the defendant off and to
celebrate Calvin and I went out for drinks, dinner and back to the firm’s apartment for
some sex.
      “Lois, tonight I’m going to fuck your ass,” Cal said once we were in the apartment.
To me that was good news. I like anal sex and Clark didn’t. Clark thought it was nasty and
refused even to discuss it. He wasn’t a big fan of oral sex either which was something
else I love. I like to suck a cock and I dearly love to have my pussy eaten. Cal had
already demonstrated he was a muff-diver. That was one of the times he gave me an orgasm.
      “Really, Cal?” I said turning around to look at him. “Why do you think I’ll let you
do something like that?”
      “Because you are one fucking hot woman and you’ll like having my cock in your tight
ass.” He took a small tube of lube out of his pocket and held it out to me. “Do you think
we’ll need this?”
      Since it had been nearly six years since I had a dick in my ass I told him I
thought the lube was a good idea. Just thinking about being ass-fucked had me wet. 
      Cal was good and he was gentle. Gentle at first but after a few minutes of slamming
his cock in my pussy, he rammed it in my butt. Fortunately we had put a lot of lube on my
ass so it wasn’t very painful. Just a delightful bit of pain and then wave after wave of
pleasure. I came almost immediately and several times after the initial attack on my ass.
It had been so long since my ass had been fucked and later after Cal left, I thought about
the first time I was ass-fucked. It was a night of two firsts.
      It was the summer after high school. I was dating Zane Clark. Zane was a couple
years older than I was and he knew a lot more. He hadn’t taken my cherry, but he was among
the first few boys to do me.
      One night just a few months after we started dating we went to a Fourth of July
fireworks show.  As usual Zane packed a lot of beer in a cooler.  We ran into an old
friend of Zane’s and he sat with us on our blanket and helped us drink the beer.  I don’t
even remember his name.  After the fireworks, there was still beer left and good old Zane
was never one to save some for later.  We ended up at the lake and Zane’s friend went with
us. While Zane and I made out in the front seat of the car, the guy sat in the back and
watched us.  I felt a momentary flash of embarrassment when Zane took my shirt off. It
wasn’t long before Zane had me out of the car and bent over the trunk. While Zane screwed
me, the guy watched us.  I was terribly embarrassed, but I didn’t say anything.  By that
time it was too late anyway, because both Zane and I were too hot to stop. WE got the
blanket out of the car and put it on the ground and Zane went back to fucking me. Zane was
on top of me still hunching when I realized that his friend had gotten down beside us on
the blanket.
      “Zane, I’d sure like some of her gash if you wouldn’t mind sharing her with me,” he
said taking one of my breasts and squeezing it. It felt good because I dearly love to have
my boobs played with.
      During the height of passion, I like having my nipples squeezed hard but Clark
never wanted to hurt me even when I begged him to bite or jerk my nips.
      “No problem,” Zane said panting. “I’m about to unload in her cunt. If fucking on a
wet deck bother’s you, her ass is still cherry.”