Katie
Copyright© 2025 by wantsomefun
Chapter 9
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 9 - High school lovers make the agonizing choice of breaking up before going off to separate colleges. Years down the road, there's a reunion. Between a broken marriage and mountainous college debt, plus years of separation, what chance is there of romance blossoming once again? From the well-known author of The Waitress, Sarah, Terror in the Snowstorm, Dad? I Have a Question, The Hunger, and others.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction School Tear Jerker Workplace Cream Pie Oral Sex
“It’s not like I’m some weak, helpless girl.” She put her coaster on top of her empty glass to show Willis she didn’t want another drink. I finished my beer, and we went out to her car.
When we got out of town, she said, “I didn’t answer your question well. I’m better off without a man trying to run my life. That was the problem between Joel and me. He was furious at first when I said I wouldn’t change my last name to his. I explained that the name I was born with was part of my identity, part of me, and I wasn’t going to give it up.
He got over it eventually, but he thought he should make all the decisions. He felt it was his place to dictate what I wore to work, how much money I should spend, what I should make for dinner, everything. We were doing okay thanks to my paycheck, but he actually resented the fact that it was as big as his. When I got my first raise, he made insinuations about what I did to earn it. I started getting visions of my parents and knew I had to leave.”
“I’m sorry.”
She patted my knee. “Don’t be. It sounds worse than it was. Joel and I were reasonably civil. No one got badly hurt, so it was a learning experience. Maybe we weren’t really adults emotionally when we got married, but I believe I am now. With this new job, I can pay off my student loans early, get a little apartment and a decent car, and even start saving for my future. I don’t need a man for any of that.”
“True.”
We drove a few miles in silence. “There’s one reason I wish I had a man in my life again.”
“What’s that?”
She turned off the main road into a new housing development under construction. None of the homes were completed yet, so the place was deserted. She backed the car into a space between two large piles of gravel at the end of an unfinished street and shut off the engine and lights. It was a clear night, and the moon was almost full, which meant we could see fairly well. “I’m not ready to go home yet.”
“Okay.”
“I asked if you had a girlfriend, because I wondered why you didn’t make a move on me. I see you looking sometimes. We were good together before.”
“You’re married.”
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