Ex-apology

Paying a room for us, waiting on her for over an hour, believing… she has done enough already, I wonder what she wants now.

I try to call or message her to no avail, because nothing seems to work. My patience is running short, but I have no more option than to sleep on the room I got for the night. I don’t want my money to be wasted. I keep waiting, then order some wine using room service to have something to drink and kill time.

The room service delivery guy comes with my wine and some bread, eagerly leaving them in my room. I sit back and look out of the window, into the expanse of night over the bright city as I slowly sip the wine. Without quite realizing it, I was transported back to the night I got married. My wife and I were in a quite similar hotel room to the one I am in now.

My wife is the girl I am waiting for right now. Ex wife. I remember how that night I was so unbelievably happy, and she was too. That was 4 years ago. I was eager to have a family with this woman, and was expecting her to be as eager as I was. But alas, things don’t always last, especially if they’re good things.

My ex wife cheated on me. I never really saw it coming, and it has been over 5 months since we split, but I am not quite over it yet. She said she wanted to make up for what she did, so she asked me to come to this hotel. Still, she has not shown up. I think it is fair to share what happened, that she cheated on me.

That night I had been promoted at work. Of course, I was super happy and was excited about sharing this happiness with my wife. The moment I got home with the good news, I was so excited and so into the moment that I just grabbed my wife and began to kiss her passionately. I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her towards me, kissing her swiftly.

I sat her up on the kitchen counter while kissing her, then stopped for a second. “why are you so hyper today?” She asked while smiling, a very beautiful smile. “I was promoted today and wanted to share it” she saw the excitement on my face then jumped towards me and I held her while we continued to kiss.

I carried her all the way to the bedroom and laid her down in bed, then began to undress before her. When I was naked, I knelt down to slowly remove her panties and began to passionately lick her vagina. My wife moaned and came with the slight touch of my tongue on her pussy, which turned me on greatly.

“Anal is the prize” she said, catching me off guard and surprising me at the same time. “Are you sure?” I asked, sure of what I wanted behind my smile. “Yes, my love” she said, then proceed to take off her dress and stand in all fours, her ass facing me. I bent down to rim her ass, fingering it as I ate it to get it loose. Before long, she was loose enough so I stood up and held my cock, sliding it into her asshole slowly.

I thrusted into her slowly so it would be pleasurable and not too painful. It felt good. I had the best sex with her and, of course, I tried my best to please her the best way possible. The way her pussy got wet over my hard dick and squirted when I pulled out drove me crazy, I would just bend down to eat her pussy whole as if it was my last meal. Her moaning was my gauge of pleasure and I always liked making her moan more and more.

We continued to fuck until I came inside her asshole, and we both let out loud moans in pleasure. After that we just made out on the bed, and she congratulated me once again for my promotion. That short moment of my life was like a dream I have to treasure because I did experience it.

Suddenly, breaking me out of my fantasies, was the sound of someone knocking on my door. I stood up and walked towards the door to open it, and I was greeted by the exact person I wanted to see. My ex wife, Claudia.

“You took a while to come here” I told her with a confident smile, then kissed her on the cheek. “I’m sorry to leave you waiting, I was buying this dress and traffic was horrible…” she sounded serious. “You could have used any other dress, really” I told her with a smile, serving her a glass of wine. “Imagine it is a token of the day” she said smiling, and I was confused by her words by now. What did she mean?

As I gave her the wine, she leaned forward and gave me a kiss, quickly stopping. I grabbed her waist and pulled her back again to kiss her romantically. “I missed it” I admitted, taking a sip afterwards. “I missed it too” she said, looking away. “I am so sorry” she added, looking back at me. “I was a terrible wife, I know how much you loved me” she continued, looking down to the ground.

“Claudia…” I said, looking away and sipping some more wine. “I am glad you took your time to come here and apologize to me. You’re forgiven” I said, now finishing my wine. “Than you so much” she said, kissing me again. “I would really like to try it again, if you’re willing to” she sounded serious, but I zoned out for a moment.

My ex wife, whom I found cheating on me with another man in our own bedroom, was asking me to try it again? This sounded, on one side, like a joke, and in the other side, like a dream. I had dreamed of her apologizing for a while now, but now that I had it happen… I was unsure about what to do.

“You want to try it again? We are divorced already” I said, getting her full attention. “Marriage is simply papers. I want to try again with my heart” she said, looking into my eyes now. “I always tried with my entire heart” I said, looking away. “I swear I have changed my ways” she confessed, touching my cheek lightly. “Yes, you did change… you’re not the same woman I fell in love with” I had a blunt tone now.

“I do not want to try it again, even if I still love you” I added, and she looked at me in full shock. “How…why…” she said, looking down. “Thanks for apologizing but my choice is final” I said, and she gave me another kiss. Then, she picked her stuff and left the room silently. Maybe I did something foolish? Maybe. But I did what I felt was best; she could very well cheat on me again.