As promised here is part two of the events that transpired that day.

If you wanna read part 1 go to: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/s/cIRA1jB3kg

So, to pick up right after I left in the last post: After I dropped the couple at the parking lot, I had about six hours left until the time I had agreed to meet Pearl at her place. I had some unrelated work stuff I needed to do first. Luckily the place I needed to be at was really close to the hotel I agreed to meet the couple in, which I already knew when I planned this. And I still had one hour left for that, so I went to have lunch and got there right on time. But the person I was supposed to meet was not, the secretary at the front desk told me they had called in to say they were 10 min behind. No biggie, I had time. But 10 min became 20, then 40. They finally arrived, an hour late. And then our meeting overextended by another hour. By then I only had 2 hours left, when my original plan was to go home, shower and leave with 15 minutes to spare, just in case there was more traffic than expected. Instead I ended up leaving ten minutes too late. I texted Pearl saying I was already on my way but was probably going to arrive 15 min later than we had agreed, she said it was fine and I just kept driving.

But 20 min later she texted me one more time.

“I'm sorry, but I think we're gonna have to change the plan. My mom won't be able to babysit for me today.”

I already knew she was a single mom. I just assumed she would be able to have that taken care of for tonight. I was already 30 min into the 1 hour drive and I was dreading, but expecting, her next text was going to say we have to reschedule for another day. I didn't want it to be, but it is what it is, you know? I understand life as a single parent is hard. I'm thinking I'll just have to drive the 30 min back home and call it a night. But surprisingly the next text she sent read:

“Can you just wait for me to put my girls to bed, and we just have a drink at my place instead???”

Damn right I can. The plan was still on, and I didnt even had to go dancing. I can just skip to the part of us ending back at her place? Win. I asked her if she wanted me to grab something to drink on the way, and she said “just bring something to eat, I have whiskey and soda here”.

I arrived at her door wearing a dress shirt, dress pants and dress shoes. We were supposedly going out to some dance place, you know? She opened the door wearing her pajamas, her hair up in a bun, and no makeup. And let me tell you, she looked cute as fuck!! I instantly remembered why I liked this woman so much when I first saw her at the club.

She invited me in and let me just say, when she said “we can drink at my place” I assumed she meant her living room, but no. Turns out her kitchen was getting remodeled and the whole first floor was a mess, so she told me to go right up to her room as she gets each of us a glass, and the drinks. I stood atop the stairs, not knowing where the fuck to go, until finally she caught up and lead me to the right room. She asked if I wanted her to get some chairs she had in the next room and I said no, hoping we could both sit in the bed. She brought one anyway, she sat on the chair and I sat on the bed. I poured us the drinks and pulled out the empanadas I had bought on the way there. We had dinner and drinks and then we talked for the next three hours.

She told me pretty much everything about all of her past relationships. She told me about the time she was married to her kid´s father. We talked about the guy she was at the club at, how they met and how they got to be FWBs. I told her a lil bit about my divorce, which was nice, since I don't have a lot of people I can talk to about the real reason we had to split up. We also talked about family. She has a fucking ton of brothers and sisters. We talked about our careers. We talked and talked, which I really enjoyed, but tbh I was also getting kinda horny, cause some parts of the relationships conversations also steered towards our past sex experiences.

At some point her youngest, which is like a year or a year and a half, woke up crying and she had to run to get her. “Crap” I thought “now it's definitely not going to happen” but she managed to put her down again really quick, maybe 3 or 5 minutes. And when she came back she didn't sit back on the chair, instead she sat next to me on the bed. Then we got a bit more comfortable and we laid next to each other. We continued to talk this way for a while until we started making out. She then asked if I wanted to have sex, and I didn't even try to hide how much I did.

I started undressing her and kissing every inch of her body. Her neck, her collarbones, her beautiful perky breasts. When I was kissing her stomach she asked if I didn't mind her c-section scar, which I don't, but had not noticed before with the dim light of the club. I continued kissing her stomach and said no I don't. She said the scar made her feel self conscious. I told her there was nothing she needed to worry about, told her that her whole body is smoking hot, which it is.

I took off her panties and she apologized for not being shaved like she was last time. I told her I didn't mind, but secretly all I was thinking about was how she really, really wasn't planning on us having sex that night. Which just made me feel even more lucky that we actually were. I was going to start eating her out when she stopped me, and asked if I was sure. It reminded me of that time at the club she did the exact same thing. I asked her if none of her previous partners ever gave her oral and she said no. I told her I love to do it (and it's true, I do love it) and asked her to allow me to. I went down on her like a rabid dog. She loved it. She was holding back her screams because of the girls sleeping in the next room, but I could tell by her body motions, her breathing and her facial expressions, even as she was covering her mouth.

When I was done, I shit you not, she sat up and literally asked me “How did you do that?” with pure and utter amazement in her eyes. I just giggled and asked once again if seriously no one had ever done that to her before and she said no. Gotta be honest, that was a huge ego boost. I took off my shirt and she made a comment on how much she liked my body, how attractive she thought I was. She said that that was the reason she sat next to me back at the club. She said she saw me as soon as they entered the room and she chose that spot hoping I would talk to them. I'm serious, this woman is just a huge bag of ego boosts one after another.

I took off my pants and I was already hard as a rock. I asked her if she wanted me to put the condom on yet. She said yes and asked if I was expecting her to suck me. I was gonna say no, but before I could say anything she apologized and said she doesn't like to do that and apologized again. Damn. But I mean, everything else about her is so perfect, that she just had to have something, right? And she truly sounded sorry about it so, who knows? Maybe she will give it a try in the future?

I put on the condom and started fucking her on the edge of the bed, holding her legs up spread open. But it didn't take long before she asked me if we could switch. She really enjoys being on top more. I turned around and she rode me like crazy. She came almost immediately, sh really knows what she likes and how to get it. But luckily this time for some reason I was able to hold.

She asked me if I had already finished and I said no, she asked how I wanted to finish. I said “I want to try something, if you don't mind”. See, if you remember my last post. I told you this woman is really petite, really thin. My ex wife was really tall, almost as tall as me, and chubby. She weighed 20 lbs more than me. So I really, really wanted to take the chance to try this with Pearl. I placed her on the edge of the bed again, entered her, told her to put her arms around my neck as I grabbed her legs, and I lifted her up in the air.

I always wanted to fuck a girl like this. But even though it was possible with her, this proved to be a lot more tiring than I thought. But hey, at least I got to do it once, right? I fucked her like that for no more than a minute and I had to put her down on the bed. She asked one more time how I wanted to finish. I chose prone bone because that is my favorite way of finishing. I fucked her until she came a third time and I finished at the same time.

I rolled us both together so I could stay inside her as we spooned and she asked me to hug her and hold her tightly. We stayed like that for like 20 minutes and she said this was the thing that she missed the most about being married/living with someone, and I agreed. That closeness of cuddling naked up to someone is the best.

After a while she said she wanted to get dressed because she was getting cold. I wanted to suggest we got under the covers instead, but I knew I couldn't stay the night and it was pretty late already. So we just chatted while getting dressed and then chatted for another 10 minutes. I finally said “I don't wanna keep you up too much cause I bet your girls are gonna be up early, so I should leave”. She walked me to the door, we kissed goodbye and I said I hope to see her again soon.