Chapter 3

The rest of the month passed much the same way. My flight reservations were confirmed. Both my ex and my parents knew when I was coming. The morning of the flight, Itsu drove me to the airport. She cried when my flight was called for the last time, and I had to leave. We shared a tender kiss, and I got onto the plane. My last sight of her there was her looking out the lounge window as we taxied out to the runway.

After we took off, I turned on the laptop and played a game for a while. I was in one of the new JAL 747’s, with power connectors in the seat. I was flying first class, since Lori was paying for it. There were some advantages to staying friends with your ex-wife. Especially if she’s rich.

I shut off the laptop, and started thinking. Nineteen hour flights are good for that. I considered my relationship with Itsuko, and where it was going. I had recently realized that I was falling in love with her. She was everything that I love in a woman. She was intelligent, friendly, and had a great sense of humor. She also had a wicked streak, like the night she seduced me acting like a bar girl.

I fell asleep pondering these thoughts. I woke up when the stewardess passed out our lunch, then slept again. The rest of the flight passed the same way. When I arrived at Los Angeles International for my connection, I called Lori to let her know I had made it that far. I used a kiosk in the airport to leave E-Mail for Itsuko, telling her the same thing.

I had taught Itsu how to use the Internet, and how to use E- Mail. There were two letters waiting for me from her, and I sent my two, a new one, and one I wrote on the plane. Then it was time for the flight to North Carolina.

Lori met me at the gate, giving me one of her kisses that always knocked my socks off. She had moved to Raleigh since I had gone overseas, and drove me to her new house. And I had to admit that it was nice. A 150 year old Antebellum Farmhouse, five bedrooms and fifteen acres of land. Her father had bought it for her, and she had a bedroom set aside just for me.

“This will always be your room Mike,” she told me. “You will always be welcome to use it.”

As she said that, she undid the buttons on my shirt from behind, and kissed my ear. “I bought that bed just for you, and have been waiting until now to try it out.”

I gently removed her hands, and turned to face her. “Lori, I don’t think I can do this. You see, I’m seeing somebody now. Somebody in Japan.” The last reaction I expected was laughter.

“Oh, we both knew you would be like this!” she laughed. “Itsuko and I both had you pegged. Don’t worry, she knows that I’m going to seduce you. And she said for me to tell you to pretend that I’m Annie, whoever she it.”

And I pondered that for a moment before I nodded. Obviously Itsu was telling me to go ahead and have fun with Lori, but to use her like I would Annie, and not her. Lori then told me about Itsuko calling her the week before, and telling her about us. She did not mention how we met, simply that we were living together, and that it was OK for us to get it on. “After all, she comes from a culture which says that a man can have an affair or a mistress with little problem, as long as it does not affect his marriage,” Lori said. The look on my face must have told her something more.

She had me sit down on the bed, and removed my shoes. She then stripped me down to my underwear, then left the room for a second. When she returned, she was wearing the same white nightgown she wore during our honeymoon. I do not think she meant anything by that, it was simply the most conservative one she owned. Most of them tended to be rather risque.

We both crawled under the covers, and talked. A long standing tradition of our marriage was to discuss serious issues in bed. It was hard to get to mad when you are holding the other person. Plus, in case we did get into a fight, there was nothing close at hand to throw at each other. And it was more convenient to make up afterwards. I told her about Itsuko, even about how we met, and the month and a half since then.

“That figures. That sounds just like you Mike. You care too much sometimes. You’re lucky she was not a real whore, instead of almost being one. I agree though, that you did a good thing. The fact that you are probably in love means that your good deed is being repaid. I hope the best for both of you. Sometimes, I wish I had not done the things I had done. I’ve been in therapy for the last year, and have finally brought my problem under control. I have not been with another man in nine months, not counting light petting that I have done on a few dates.”

She said that with a twinkle in her eye, then continued. “I was hoping to ask you something while you were here, but I’m now doubly sure that it would be in vain.” It took ten minutes of prompting to get her to tell me what that was. With tears welling up in her eyes, she finally told me.

“Mike, I was hoping that I could talk you into marrying me again. I have missed you so much, and I now realized how much my infidelity hurt you. After I lost the last baby, I no longer felt like a woman. Somehow, I thought that fucking other guys would make me feel like a woman again. But each time afterwards, I just felt empty again. The shrink I have been seeing finally helped me get straightened out. But now, I see that I’m to late. You always have been, and always will be a one woman man. And obviously, I am not that woman anymore.”

I held her, and she finally settled down. I felt like shit, causing her so much pain. She saw that, and comforted me. We both softly cried as we caressed and held each other, and fell asleep in each other’s arms. Then woke up as the sun was setting.

I woke up, and opened my eyes to see Lori. It had been over almost two years since I had seen her like that. She was still sleeping, so I relaxed, enjoying looking at her. I realized that I still loved her, but was no longer in love with her. After a few minutes, she woke up. She smiled as she saw that I was looking at her, and we silently embraced.

No words were exchanged. We kissed with all the passion we shared years ago. Making love with Lori was always good. Soon, I was kissing and gently biting her neck. My hand moved up and down her body, feeling the contours that I had loved for so many years. She returned the same, finding all of my secret places, only known to a long time lover.

We spent two hours making love, slowly stripping each other. We broke apart briefly, as I reached for my trousers. Lori understood, and told me to stop. “Don’t worry hon, I have had a complete blood test six months ago. I’m completely clean, and have not been with another man since months before then. I have no venereal diseases, nor do I have herpes or AIDS.”

Ever since my catching her the last time with the kid, I had worn a rubber when we had sex. But it was only for pleasure, by then I no longer considered it making love. Neither of us liked it, but both of us understood the reasons. This told me that she really was serious about trying to get me back. I knew she was a sex addict, and her giving it up for almost a year must have been torture. The fact that she was good looking and subject to constant attempts by men must have made it even harder.

I rolled back to her, then moved down her body. I had not done this for her since we broke up, and was looking forward to it. I gently teased her with my mouth, moving from her lovely breasts all the way down to her toes. I moved up and down each leg, teasing her by pulling her pubic hairs with my teeth, then moving back down her other leg. Finally, I stopped teasing her, and reached out and licked her clit.

Lori had an explosive climax as soon as I touched her. I slowly licked her clit, then increased the speed and pressure as she came back down. I did this roller coaster ride with her for about ten minutes before bringing her through another orgasm. Finally, she pulled my head away, saying that she was too sensitive for me to continue. I moved up her wonderful body, and we held each other.

“Oh Mike, you are still the best lover that I’ve ever been with. No other person can do that to me.”

I climbed over her, and slid deeply into her. We slowly screwed each other, her hands on my ass, gently moving me the way she wanted. Finally, I was unable to hold off any longer, and came inside her.

“Oh, that feels so nice.” she sighed. “I love the feeling of your cum inside me.” I looked at the clock, and said that we had to get going. We shared a quick shower, and got dressed. We then drove to her parent’s house.

Ed and Nancy greeted me warmly, as they still treated me like one of the family. When we got married, they were so supportive, helping us move into a new house and everything. We got the financing on our own with my GI Bill, and were unable to sell it during the divorce. Ed solved the problem by buying it himself. He had the attitude that you should never sell property, unless you made a lot of money in doing so. That gave me some extra money, and added to his value. A friend of mine was renting it at the moment.

Ed had even paid for a lawyer for me during the divorce. He insisted on the lawyers, to make sure that neither of us got screwed. Lori and I did not have a hateful divorce. I just could not take her affairs any longer. That shows what kind of parents she has.

We had an enjoyable dinner, and I told them about Japan. I bought Nancy a silk kimono, and Ed was happy to get the Kabuki Theater masks. I did not mention Itsuko to them, but Lori must have mentioned it to her mom. Nothing was said, but she looked a little sadder. After dinner, Lori and I went back to her home, and settled in for the night.

When we got into bed, she practically attacked me. “I have been saving this for you for nine months. And even if we are not going to get back together, I want as much as I can get before you leave again.”

After saying that, she took me all the way into her throat. She started giving me the best head I have ever received. I played with her long blonde hair as she sucked me off. Every time I got close, she eased off, making it last longer. Finally, I gently held her head down, letting her know that I did not want her to stop this time. She gently grasped my testicles as I came in her mouth. She swallowed all of it, and did not come up until I was hard again.