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She said that she didn't want to explain it over the phone. Kim's voice trembled a little when she said the loneliness was killing her. Expounding a bit further, she told me that she really liked me and just wanted to talk with me again. I told her that I wished for the same thing. She was hoping that I would call and I was very glad I did. We chatted for an hour or so, just the casual chit chat you make when you see someone from high school.

We made arrangements to meet the next day and have a real conversation. Kim called her Mom to look after the boys. It was all set. We would meet in River Park by the swings at 10. She was driving two and a half hours to chat with me... and see her Mom. I was very excited.

The next morning, after I instructed the restaurant crew, I drove to the park in my green, '72 Plymouth Satellite Sebring. I had just finished restoring her in the fall and this was the first time that I had brought her out for regular use. For some reason, I could picture Kim sitting in the front seat.

I was still daydreaming while sitting on one of the swings, looking out to the hills. It was a beautiful, sunny, but still chilly spring morning. The promise of May's wild flowers lay hidden still under the mounds of snow that were left on the hillside. The clean, fresh smell of renewal was in the air. The birds were chirping excitedly. In my mind, I was too.

Kim drove in through the back road. I had forgotten that she grew up here and knew the place well. She snuck up behind me and scared the bejeebers out of me. We laughed out loud and she reached in and gave me a bear hug. It lasted longer than I thought, but it was awesome. She showed genuine excitement to see me. I could get used to that.

Kim sat down in the next swing, smiling. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. Her hair was flowing in the breeze and her make up was done to perfection. She was dressed in new jeans and a thin, green blouse, all wrapped up in a cozy white spring coat that was left open in the front. She had a white knitted cap on her head and she wore a pair of tan hiking boots with red laces. Her perfume smelled like candy.

I told her that she looked amazing. She blushed, thanked me and told me I didn't look half bad either and giggled. She put her hand on my arm and we just sat there, enjoying each other's company.

We made small talk and just enjoyed the peace. She asked me if I had ever been on the walking trails in these hills. I said that I had not and she got up from the swing and held out her hand. She wrapped her fingers in mine and we started up the trail and disappeared into the trees.

As we walked along the path, Kim told me about the history of the park and showed me where she and her friends used to hang out on the weekends. I asked many questions, just getting to know her. I was hoping she would open up to me and build some trust between us. The more she spoke, the more enamoured I was with her. Kim was not only beautiful to look at, she was intelligent and had a beautiful soul.

We came up on a turn that spiraled a bit downhill. I tripped and rolled down about twenty feet. I heard hysterical laughter. I laughed out loud as Kim walked down and bent over to give me a hand up.

I pulled her down on top of me. She called me a jerk and laughed. We smiled at each other. I looked into her sparkling green eyes, put my hand on her head and pulled her lips toward mine. Kim resisted me at first, then let her inhibitions go. WOW. Our first kiss turned into ten kisses.

We were speechless, hot and bothered. She was very hot, I was very bothered.

After we peeled ourselves apart, I apologized for getting carried away. Kim told me to shut up, placed both of her soft, cold hands on my face, and kissed me again and twice more for good measure. She was hungry for the joy of being loved.

She brushed the snow, dirt and debris off of me and I did it for her in return. I kept stroking her butt. She looked at me sideways, wondering what the heck I was doing. I shrugged and told her that I was just trying to wipe my hand prints off of her ass.

She placed her hand back in mine, gave me a shoulder check and for the next forty minutes, we walked and talked like long, lost friends.

We came out of the trail on the other side of the parking lot where she came in . We were still holding hands. She hit a button on her remote to unlock her van and open the sliding door. We got in, closed the door behind us and sat on the bench in the back seat. It was a bit chilly outside and we both welcomed the respite away from the wind.

I kept my eyes focused on Kim. They way she tossed her hair, her soft voice and those emerald eyes. I could tell that she loved the way I looked at her. She leaned in and we kissed like we were teenagers. Hot and heavy was an understatement.

She took her coat off and tossed it into the forward seat. We touched and explored each other. I undid the top three buttons of her blouse and by the moans and her heavy breathing, she really wanted me to keep going.

Once the blouse was taken care of, I reached behind and unclasped Kim's bra and gently pulled it off of her shoulders. Her breasts were amazing. Her milky white 34C's fit perfectly in my cold hands. She writhed at my touch and begged me to suck them. Her nipples were supple and the nipple rings were just a shade darker than her tits.

The smell of her perfume was intoxicating. I caressed and gently sucked her boobs. I twisted her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. She moaned out loud and told me that she wanted to cum for me and begged me not to stop.

My cock was about to burst out of my pants. I could feel her heartbeat through her tits and I could feel mine through my dick.

She arched her back and came wildly as I slapped her nipples with my fingers. I undid the button on her jeans and slowly pulled them down to her ankles and her panties came down next. Her soft, warm, brown muffin looked so fucking scrumptious with her hiking boots on.

I dropped to the floor and spread her legs just enough to get my head between them. I pressed the tip of my tongue against her clit. She gasped as I touched it and I hungrily lapped up her fresh cum. I took her light pink rose into my lips and sucked it hard. She came on my mouth, her legs shook, squeezing my head until she was finished.

Once I had licked her clean, I told her to get on her hands and knees on the seat. Her silky smooth, white ass was staring me in the face. The taste of Kim's fresh, warm cum on my lips and tongue was invigorating.

I moved in behind her, sliding my middle finger into her very wet pussy. She squealed with delight. I added my index finger as well. She quivered. I slid them into her, collected her cream on them and pulled my index finger back out. I inched it slowly into her butthole.

A low, guttural moan came out of her as she moved her hips rhythmically on my fingers. She dropped her head, took a deep breath and let it out gently and came sweetly. Her body spasmed. The hiking boots acted like restraints, which made Kim plenty hot.

I pulled my fingers out of her, unzipped my pants and released my trapped animal into the slippery, wet wilderness of her pussy. It was on its first adventure into Kim's wild frontier. She was so tight, but her wetness let me slide straight in. Kim groaned deeply as I pumped her pussy.

She begged me to fuck her hard, saying she wanted to cream all over my cock. I slapped her perfectly round ass. She whelped with pleasure and on the third slap, her volcano erupted and her hot lava flowed all over my manhood.

Kim sensed my excitement and begged me to cum inside her. I reached in and felt her tits with both hands, then slid them down to her waist, holding her tight against me. I started cumming and once I let go, I couldn't stop. With each stroke inside her, a new wave of pleasure arose within me.

I gave her everything that I had. Kim kept moaning, her legs were still shaking and she whimpered softly until my cock softened and dropped out of her.. We both shivered. My cum was slowly oozing from her vagina.

I grabbed a tissue from my pocket and wiped my dripping cum from her swollen labia. I took her by the hand and helped her up to a sitting position.

Once she caught her breath, Kim pulled her panties up, then her jeans as I put junior back into his zippered cage. I helped her with her bra and blouse.

Once dressed, we giggled and kissed slowly and passionately for a while, then she collapsed into my arms and we talked.

I asked her what she meant on the phone the other day, saying that I would understand her pain.

She already knew about Taryn's infidelity from her parents. She knew that I would understand the pain that it causes to the spouse. She caught a glimpse of the abuse and anger that my wife showed on Sunday. The affair partner often blames the other spouse for their own cheating.

Taryn and I were still struggling along after her affair with a 45 year old man,19 years her senior. It was a tough year for us and we decided to start attending church again. When the camp idea came up, we thought it would be great for all of us, as a family.

Sobbing, Kim told me that her husband had cheated on her with one of her friends and told Kim that he wanted a divorce so he could marry her friend.

As it turned out, unbeknownst to her, Dave and this friend of Kim's had a relationship before Kim and Dave met. That love affair never really ended. Her friend's 7 year old son was actually Dave's child.

OUCH!

Anticipating tears this morning, I pulled more tissues from my pocket.

Kim was in a very unhappy situation and her husband was not at all interested in the camp that she loved so much. He was miserable all of the time and I told Kim I didn't think he would ever be a minister from the first time I met him.. As it turned out, I was right.

Kim's family had come to the camp since long before she was born. Kim lived at Crossway Camp in July every year of her life. Once she had kids, she brought her two boys out every summer. She loved living in the old, rustic cabins, while the kids stayed in the dormitories during Kidz Kamp.

Kim was the granddaughter of one of the camp's senior board members. He was also the handy man. Her father was also a regular board member.

She knew almost every single older person at Crossway and had since she was a child. To say she enjoyed a bit of favour and privilege, would be an understatement.

I leaned in and kissed Kim softly, gently. Our joys and hurts were being fully exposed. Raw, tender and painful, we cried together. We were both very grateful that we had found each other.

***

Kim and I met once a week over the next two months and chatted on the phone when we couldn't. We were like two peas in a pod. A ray of light cracking through the clouds.

***

It was the end of May and Kim's husband had just graduated from Bible College and Kim stood by his side like she had every day of their married life, until Convocation Day came to a close.

The next morning, Kim packed bags for her and the boys then went back home to her parents. Her nightmare was almost over. Kim called me and asked me to meet her that evening in River Park at the picnic table not far from the swings.

When I arrived, we ran toward each other, embraced and kissed. We sat down and I just held her tight and Kim, with her head buried in my shoulder, bawled her eyes out.

All of the pain, stress, anger and sorrow came flooding out. In that moment crying with Kim, I knew that my time with Taryn was over.

When Kim was finished crying her heart out and was ready to go, I followed her to her Mom and Dad's house. I assured her that I was there for her every step of the way and everything would work out fine. I kissed her goodnight and waited until she was safe in the house, before I drove away.

When I arrived home that night, Taryn could see that I was very upset. She assumed that it had something to do with her. She thought that I knew her secret.

She broke down and told me that she couldn't stay away from her affair partner and they had re-engaged just before we started going to church. The love in our relationship always seemed good. She was and always will be the mother of my children, but she craved and wanted something more than what I had to offer.

I asked her to explain 'before'.. Before we decided to try and make our marriage work? Before we started going to church again? She had no response and looked away. She had lied to me about wanting to reconcile, while re-engaging her affair.

I lied to her and told Taryn that I knew all about it. In reality, I was shocked. I had no idea. Even though the circumstances had changed, I was devastated for the old me.

She told me how sorry she was, but I was mentally exhausted and emotionally drained. I just told her that we were through.

I loved her, but we were done. I told her that we should meet with a mediator and bypass expensive lawyers and perhaps a nasty divorce. She agreed and started crying. I walked past her and went upstairs to the spare room and went to bed and started crying too.

***

It was so close to summer camp that we didn't have the heart to disappoint the girls. They were so excited to go camping with their church friends. So we carried on pretending for a little while longer. After all, we were pretty good at faking it.

Taryn had agreed to cook at camp for both weeks to help pay the girls camp fees and a little extra money for herself. Also, she agreed to it so we wouldn't have to spend that much time together.

I did not tell Taryn about Kim. It was not the right time and besides, the damage was already beyond repair. The only thing left was to tear it down, clean things up the best we could, and move on.

***

In our final act as a happy couple, we arrived at Crossway Camp on a cool, cloudy Sunday afternoon. Kim, was wearing a well planned, expertly executed, mask of false bravado with her soon to be ex-husband.

The only ones that knew of the demise of their marriage were her folks, me and Dave. It was a secret to everyone else. If others were observant, they would have seen the writing on the wall a long time ago.

Kim and Dave were also acting out their swan song. The families had asked them not to go pubic with their breakup until camp was over. One last menial chore to check off of the list before declaring the slate clean. Ironically, they were Crossway Camp's Welcoming Committee.

Kim was wearing a nice fitting pair of faded denim jeans, a nice pink blouse and warm white sweater. She warmly greeted us, hugging Taryn and chatting up our girls.

To a stranger, Kim was five foot three with sun bleached blonde hair that reached the middle of her back. Her face was slightly sunburned, though you could clearly see her freckles.

She was an absolute stunner. At 25, she was taking care of her body. She looked more like a hot high school girl than a woman with a Bachelor's degree in Psychology and a Mother of two. To me, she was what true love looked like.

I received such a loving smile from Kim and a long tight hug. She whispered in my ear that she had missed my face..and my cock. That made me hard as a stone. I whispered back and told her that I missed everything about her and longed to hold her.

It was such a powerfully beautiful moment, even Taryn noticed, but never said a word. Dave barely acknowledged that we were even alive.

I thought that Kim had gotten me hard on purpose in front of Dave and Taryn. Weeks later, she told me that was her plan.

We checked-in at the office with Lois, the registrar and Camp Cop. Apparently, you couldn't get much past her. Then, a very spry lady in her 80's, showed us to our cabin. It would be our home away from home for the next two weeks.

Taryn and I kept up appearances, sleeping in the same bed because we had no choice, and going to services together, for the sake of our girls. However, our hearts no longer belonged to each other.

It had poured rain for a week straight before camp started and everything was wet and muddy. We obviously didn't know at the time that it would be that way for most of the next two weeks. At least, Taryn would stay dry cooking in the kitchen.

***

Between Dave's grad and the end of June, Kim and I either spoke over the phone or in person, daily. We promised each other that our relationship would be completely honest and loving, no unkind words, no subject unapproachable - no holds barred. We promised to be there for each other, through thick and thin.

I felt that we knew as much as we could about each other, considering the short time we were together.. A good, solid foundation nonetheless.

On the outside, this woman was happy-go-lucky, exuding confidence, strength and composure. Kim was the epitome of what a professional woman was supposed to be.

However, on the inside, she was a confused, hurt and betrayed mess, just like I was. It was our common denominator.. The last two and half months proved to be just what we needed. The love, acceptance, and honesty between us, made our wounds seem less deep and our pain less excruciating.

Kim was sassy, loved to laugh and she loved flirting with me. She would touch me, jokingly teasing that she would like to rent me for a few days to do some repairs. I kept reminding her that you can't rent something you already own. I was free of charge, quite handy with the tools that I had and didn't mind working overtime when required, to make things right.

Kim was smart, caring, and her loving kindness to me was unparalleled. She was everything that I ever wanted in a woman. She was both funny and zany, loved fun and adventure and could be serious and she was very compassionate.

She was such a delight. She was friendly, down to earth, intelligent and beautiful. She now also seemed joyful.

***Camp begins***

On Monday morning, everyone had to be in a class. Children's classes were mandatory and adults were strongly encouraged to attend Bible Study. The weather was nice and warm and not raining at the moment.

I decided to skip out and just walk about the camp grounds, getting to know the place.

On my journey, I spotted Kim in the middle of a meadow, between the cabins and the highway, busy doing something. She stood up, looking around.

I was walking through the tall grass toward her and when she spotted me, her face lit up. She put her finger to her lips to stop me from saying anything. Apparently, the organizers frowned on people skipping out.

When I reached her, she had a blanket laid out in the tall grass, a mug of hot coffee, a novel and some leftover cookies from the previous night's meal. She invited me to sit with her. I had to lay sideways on the blanket so we could both fit. There was a nice light breeze rustling the tall grass, easily masking any sound and hiding anyone laying in it.

She was wearing a light blue tank top, loose fitting navy blue shorts and brown cowboy boots. Her hair was tangled from the breeze. She was a hot mess of blonde goodness.

She said she usually comes out to the meadow to be alone and read a good book, but said she was very happy that I showed up today. I said that I was glad to be there with her and we chatted, flirted and joked for a while.

She told me that Dave, that wonderful ray of sunshine, had gone home the night before. He had to work. Not that she cared much these days, they had slept in separate rooms for almost a year already. She now slept alone in her Mom and Dad's home. It was more convenient for them both. She had another man on her radar, anyway. Me.

She noticed that I was staring at her tits and her legs. Her nipples were erect and Kim just sat there for a moment smiling, watching me watching her. Then she asked if I liked what I saw. I shook my head yes and told her that I thought she was the sexiest woman alive.

Kim moved over and lay down on her side facing me, her elbow propping her up. She thanked me for the compliment in the best way possible. She reached out and touched my face, then leaned in and kissed me softly, her tongue grazing mine as I bit her lower lip gently before letting it go. She looked down at my sweatpants, then told me that she liked what she saw too. My heart started to race and I think she saw the excitement in my eyes.

We kissed again, this time our tongues danced the tango wildly. I touched her leg and ran the four fingers of my left hand up and under her shorts. I felt her bare ass cheek, then slid my thumb under her thong and found her brown wet mound. I rubbed her pussy lips to get my thumb wet and then applied it to her clit and rubbed it hard, then dipping into her again for more lubrication. She shook slightly and creamed on it. She watched me intently as I pulled my hand out and sucked her cum off of my thumb.

She moved her hands down my face to my chest, then under my shirt. She ran her fingers through my chest hair and then she kissed me again, only harder and lasting longer. My concentration was broken when her hand slipped under my waistband and she grabbed hold of my cock.

My heart was pounding as she slowly squeezed my cock from the bottom up and wiped the pre-cum off the head.

Kim pulled her hand out of my sweats and licked the cum off of her fingers.

She kissed me again and rolled onto me fully clothed. She mounted me, pressing her crotch against my bulge and slowly rocked herself over me. I grabbed her tits through her tank top and played with her nipples. She moaned loudly as she dry fucked me and then she came again, this time loudly and longer.

She sat up and shimmied out of her shorts without rising above the wild grass and dropped them on the blanket beside me. I grabbed her thong and licked her cum from it.

Kim's eyes became a lustful fire as she moaned and pulled her tank and her bra off. Woh. Those firm, beautiful apples did not fall far from the tree.

I placed my hands on her tits and just held them. They were perfect. Not too big, not too small. She was rubbing my manhood through the sweats and then she placed her fingers in the waistband, pulled them down over my ass, then stopped.

She spun around 180⁰ and straddled my head with her legs as I grabbed onto her ass cheeks. She lowered her hot, wet pussy onto my face as I eagerly licked her wet lips, gliding my tongue along the groove to her clit. Her pubic hair was soaked.

I licked my thumb to moisten it, and slowly pushed it into her butt hole. She gasped as I ass fucked her. I repeated my tongue in groove motion four times before she came on my face. She ground her womanhood into me as I was trying to grab her clit between my lips. Once I succeeded, I sucked that rosebud as hard as I could.

Kim's breath hitched and her orgasm this time was more of a volcanic eruption. I lapped up as much of her sweet cream as I could. The rest rolled down my chin onto my neck. Her legs shook against my head and she told me how much she loved it.

Once her legs calmed down, I felt her cool hands slide from my hips down my legs. I felt the sweet sensation of her soft lips sucking my cock into her mouth and her tongue spinning around on the head of my engorged wet dick. She cupped my balls into one hand and gently rolled them around as she gave me the best head that I've ever received.

She moved her hand to the base of my cock and stroked it quickly as she sucked harder. It only took a moment, but I was ready to let go and she knew it.

I put my hand on the back of Kim's head and held it there as I pumped my thumb into her tight ass. My cock juice shot into Kim's mouth. She sucked up every drop and swallowed it.

She kept stroking my dick with her hand, keeping me hard. I pulled my thumb out of her butt. She flipped again and re-mounted me but this time she was naked and guided my rocket into her swollen, hot, wet pussy.

As she slid down my sword, she groaned as I started pumping upward into her. She leaned forward and I sucked on her tits. She let out a howl and she rocked me hard and fast and warned me that she was about to cum.

Her pussy was so wet and swollen. Kim sat up as she pumped me, then let out a long low growl. She unleashed her orgasm onto my cock and balls, soaking them with her creamy goodness.

She kept rocking slowly, more deliberately. Then she leaned forward again, one hand at each side of my head and kissed me deeply as she finished her orgasm. Her breasts pressed against my hairy chest. When she pulled herself off of my cock, I felt it pop out of her.

She lay down on her back beside me and told me that she wanted me to fuck and fill her.

I knelt between her gorgeous legs and placed my hands onto her waist and held her down, sliding my rejuvenated cock between the flaps of her engorged labia.

I extended my body and used my arms to prop myself up as I now lay on top of her. I stroked inside her slowly, in and out, enjoying every second. I picked up my pace and started pounding her thick, tumid love hole.

With every stroke out, I felt her pussy pulling me back in. My breathing increased as I was about to cum inside this blonde bombshell.

She howled and I groaned as we came together in a wonderful blast of pleasure that left us both shaken and exhausted. We lay on the blanket together, naked as jaybirds, the breeze blowing against our moist skin. We kept kissing and stroking each other, shivering with delight.

When I looked at my watch, it was almost 11:30. Classes were getting out and Kim and I had to go and pick up our kids for lunch. Once we were dressed and she was packed up, I kissed Kim hard on the lips.

***

One hour after every lunch and supper meal, the canteen opened up, where adults could grab a coffee, fries, burger or hot dog. The kids could get candy, chips, soda and ice cream.

My wife Taryn was on her lunch break and asked if I would have a coffee with her, and I agreed. Kim was already there and invited us to sit with her in a corner booth.

Her kids and ours were sitting at a bench of their own ahead of us . I sat right across the table from Kim. She kicked off her rubber boots.

She and Taryn struck up a conversation and once in a while Kim would flirt with me and tell a joke so that my wife would never suspect anything. Then I felt Kim's bare foot caressing my leg. She moved it up ever so slowly until it rested on my now hard dick.

The benches were so close to the tables that Taryn couldn't see a thing. Kim rubbed my cock with her pretty foot until I came.

Kim was having a blast at my ejaculation reaction, then she 'accidently' knocked her water glass over, pouring water onto my crotch. I grabbed a few napkins and wiped my sweats, to no avail. My wife and my lover both laughed out loud. However, it covered up the wet cum spot nicely.

In the afternoons at the camp, a lot of older folks took a nap or went into town. Others like myself just sat in chairs in front of their cabins. It wasn't raining that afternoon, so Kim came over with a lawn chair, sat down right beside me and crocheted her little heart out. We told stories and laughed as we watched our kids play together until supper.

***

That evening at service, Kim and her boys sat behind us on these long wooden slatted benches. She would lean forward and talk to Taryn once in a while, touching my back or giving me a quick stroke on the shoulder, blow on my neck or flick me in the ear. Every once in a while, she would jab me in the kidney.

As much of a pain in the ass as Taryn thought I was when I did things like that to her, I loved it when Kim did it to me.

I slid my hand down through the slats in the bench behind me and Kim reached over and locked her fingers into mine, covering them with the blanket she always brought to evening service when it was chilly.

She was being bad, yet very, very good. I was never given the kind of affection that I received from Kim. It reminded me of an old nursery rhyme.

"There once was a girl with a pretty little curl right in the middle of her forehead. When she was good, she was very very good, but when she was bad, she was horrid."

At the end of the service, Kim handed me a note that I read later, that said her Mom and Dad wanted to take her and the boys shopping in the city tomorrow. The note closed with, "It's supposed to be sunny on Wednesday. Meet me in the meadow."

The meadow was all I could think about for the rest of the night.

***

Wouldn't you know it? For the next three days, it rained. I couldn't meet Kim in the meadow. Tuesday was a total bust as Kim and her parents spent the entire day in the city.

I stayed around the cabin, reading, talking with people that walked by, and waited until I could pick the girls up at lunchtime.

In the afternoon, the girls and I hopped on the camp bus and went swimming in the city. We had a good time.

After the Tuesday evening service, Taryn and I chatted with a few people in the courtyard, then we retired to the cabin.

After we put our tired girls down for the night, Taryn and I climbed into bed ourselves. She wanted to make love. I was surprised, considering our circumstances at the moment. I told her that I didn't think it was a good idea.

We were spooning in that small bed and she just reached behind her and grabbed my cock. We had to be very quiet and gentle as the old steel framed beds made quite a racket. The cabins were tiny, only two rooms. The girls in one room and Taryn and I in the other. The beds were only 48" wide with only a spring under the mattress, so full blown sex was not in the cards.

Trayn was getting a little frustrated at my lack of hard-on. I thought about my first time with Kim in River Park. That did the trick. I was hard as a rock in no time and Taryn was pleased, ready and waiting.

I felt Taryn's large boobs and played with her nipples, which always made her hot. She pulled her nightgown up and moved in closer to me. I easily slid my cock into Taryn's familiar wet pussy from behind while we spooned. In a slow and steady rhythm, I pumped her wet cunt good and we both climaxed at the same time.

There was still some love between us. It was surprisingly, quite enjoyable for the both of us. It also eased a lot of the tension between Taryn and I, so we did it again.

On Wednesday morning a light drizzle ruined any plans at the meadow. However, just as classes started, I saw Kim walking toward me carrying a full laundry basket. She was wearing loose, laundry day Mom shorts, a grey university sweatshirt and a pair of old rubber boots. She looked so damn sexy. She was mesmerizing.

She smiled at me, then stopped and spoke to Lois, the Camp Cop and asked me if I would please be so kind as to carry her basket to the laundry room. I did as she asked and waited there for her.

Kim walked into the laundry room about five minutes later, closed the door behind her. She moved me in front of the door in case anyone tried to walk in. She placed her hands on my face and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her ass.

She quickly pulled my sweats down and took my cock into her warm mouth, sucking me quickly, trying to make me cum. She almost succeeded, when I pushed her off and told her to pull her shorts down and bend over.

She did as I asked and I buried my dick into her wetness. I placed my hands on her hips and fucked her quickly, thrusting everything I had into her warm, welcoming pussy.

In a few moments, she started cumming on my rod and I blew my load into her. I muffled my groaning and enjoyed the experience in a remarkably silent, satisfying moment.

Kim came as quietly as she could, which wasn't that quiet. When she pulled away from me, I was soaked with her juices. She tossed her light blue tank top from Monday at me, and I wiped her cream off of me with her shirt, turned it inside out and tossed it back. She quickly wiped herself, pulled her shorts up and then threw the basket of laundry into the empty machine. I helped her with the soap and quarters and then we exited the laundry room.

Kim urged me to turn left instead of right and walked me through some trees and down to the edge of the creek. We sat on a small bench on an open plateau. She put her head on my shoulder and we talked about whatever was on our minds.

Kim told me that she felt so safe with me and she really loved being with me . She teased me about being an easy mark. I chuckled and then told her I had to kiss her now just to keep her mouth busy. We laughed a lot, but we kissed more than we laughed.

She and I were kindred spirits really, walking the same lonely path of heartbreak, betrayal and indecision, yet carving out our own niche of love and respect. She was pulling me over to her side at the moment, without even realizing it. The pendulum was starting to swing.

The trees stopped most of the rain from hitting us. I asked Kim if it was okay for me to put my arm around her out here. She assured me that there was only one way in and out of this spot and no one could see in because of the dense foliage. She knew this camp like the back of her hand, every nook, every cranny.

I held her tight and we continued to kiss and talked a lot. Before you knew it, it was time to grab the kids from their classes and head over to the chow line. I told Kim I would get her boys too, so she could change the laundry over. She told me that I was sweet and thanked me with a gentle peck on the forehead.

After lunch, the older children went to the indoor pool in the city for an afternoon of fun. I asked Kim if she wanted to go to the city with me and she asked her Mom to watch the boys and boom! Problem solved. She took Kim's boys and I told Taryn that I was heading into the city for the afternoon and that Jane, the camp Minister's wife, said she would watch the girls.

I was taken aback, when Taryn walked across the kitchen, smiled and kissed me in front of everyone, telling me that she loved me and to have a good time. I chalked it all up to Taryn saving face in front of her co-workers

What could possibly go wrong as long as Lois, the Camp Cop, was on duty at all times?

So, there we were. I drove my '72 Plymouth and Kim was riding shotgun on our first trip to the city together. We held hands all the way there. Kim sure looked good in the passenger side of that Satellite Sebring.

We had a lot of fun, as we always did. We drove around the city and Kim showed me various landmarks and their history. Kim and I enjoyed each other's company very much. We had so much in common. The kissing once in a while, sure didnt hurt.. I loved that. Loving Kim was as easy as 1, 2, 3.

We stopped and had pie at a little cafe that Kim said had fantastic homemade food. She was right.

When we left the cafe I held the car door open for Kim. She told me about a pretty little park that she, her sister and cousins would play in when they were young. She asked if we could go and see it. The more I was getting to know Kim, the more I wanted to know everything about her. Off we went.

The park was not as glamorous as Kim had remembered. The merry-go-round, swings and monkey bars were no longer being kept up. The grass was overgrown and except for the fresh graffiti, the paint had faded into the past. Her memories were vivid, happy and her love for this place shone right through the disappointment in her eyes.

As we walked together through her childhood memories, she took my arm. We sat at the faded park bench and Kim started to mourn the loss of this place. She said that it reminded her of her marriage. Once vibrant, fresh and happy, now just a ghost of the past. She leaned back on me, I put my arm around her and we sat there as she told me of the fun adventures she once had there.

A few tears rolled down her cheek. I kissed the top of her blonde head and wiped her tears with my finger. Kim turned and smiled, kissed me, and asked if we could go to 7-11 for Slurpees then go for a long drive before heading back to camp. She took one last look around and told me that Slurpees have never disappointed her...

Nothing much happened at the service that night as Kim and the boys sat with her grandparents in the lawn chairs at the back of the building.

The next morning, when classes went in, I walked down the road alone. There was a light mist falling, just enough to cancel any plans for a trip to the meadow. I had not seen Kim this morning as her parents had taken the boys to breakfast.

I heard the sound of an approaching vehicle behind me. As I moved to the edge of the road, a horn honked and the window of the van rolled down.

The pretty blonde driver, wearing a pink sundress, told me she had sweet candy if I wanted a ride. I laughed and got in. The back seat bench had been removed and there was a blanket on the floor. She had a mug of coffee in her hand and a few cookies on the console. I now understood what she meant. I was very excited. She was going to share her candy with me.

Kim drove to a secluded spot she knew just a few miles down the highway. She parked in a grove of trees where a farmhouse once stood. We climbed into the back of the van. She thanked me for my understanding from the day before and thought she would make it up to me today. I told Kim that I loved being with her, no matter what the circumstances were.

Today felt different. It felt like it would be an extraordinary day.

I joked with her as I said that I had never had sex in a van before. We both laughed hysterically.

Kim gently put her hands on my face. She kissed me with passion and purpose. Once I felt her tongue on mine, all of my problems and worries flew right out the window.

We did not talk for the next hour as we made love with wild abandon. Kim was so beautiful in and out of that pink sundress. Every stroke, every position, every orgasm, every kiss, every lick, smell, touch and taste seemed new. It felt like it was our very first time.

Kim was wild, tame, safe and dangerous all rolled into one..I stayed rock hard the entire time. That was a first for me. I loved her very much and I chose that exact moment to tell her so.

She paused and looked me right in the eyes. She asked me to repeat what I had just said. I swallowed hard and did as she asked, not sure of her response.

A beautiful, broad smile crossed her face. She climbed on top of me, put me inside her and rocked my world. Her pussy demanded the last of my cum before it would release the animal within her. I slapped her tits hard as her breathing became rapid.

She told me to tell her again that I loved her. I did. Then she asked again. The third time I said it, tears rolled down her cheeks.

My sweet, adorable Kim closed her eyes and told me that she loved me too, so very much.

She lovingly stared at me with those bright green eyes, smiled and we exploded together in passionate harmony. She growled about how much she loved my touch and my cock. I told her how much I loved her body, her mind and her soul. She closed her eyes again and offered the last of her cream. I accepted. She finished on me and leaned forward, her breasts laying on my chest, her lips on mine, kissing between breaths.

Finally, the beast was released from captivity and faded back into the forest.

Kim and I just laid there, side by side, kissing and sharing our declarations of love. I have never had such a natural and easy flowing conversation like that with a woman in my life.

I gently kissed her on the forehead. She smiled and asked me a strange question . If she were candy, what kind of candy do I think she would be? I told her she would be like rich milk chocolate that melts in my mouth and in my hands, that I could lick off my lips and fingers.

I asked her the same question and she said that I was like a Snickers. I think she saw the disappointment forming on my face and told me that Snickers REALLY SATISFIES. We laughed. Oh, okay then.

We said our I Love You's again. As we re-entered reality, we could hear the rain falling hard against the van as we declared it to be the cleansing of our painful past and a renewal for a future together that would be bright and happy.

From that moment, I realized that Kim was the only woman for me and I wanted to be with her for the rest of my life.

***

Saturday was absolutely beautiful. The sky was blue and I was thankful for the warm rays of sunshine that felt good upon my face. I was full of hope and looked forward to seeing Kim, the woman that I loved.

I longed for her to once again meet me in the meadow...

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