Second Chances

1- Never Got Over You

"You do know that this is wrong, don't you, Caleb?"

"Selena, you and I both know that if you didn't want this to happen, you wouldn't be here with me right now."

"Still though, we agree that this is wrong, right?" I was determined to not be the only one feeling guilty.

"Listen, I love Monica just as much as you love Mike, but seeing you again after all these years did something to me. It brought back so many familiar feelings, and I just had to know for sure."

"What are you talking about, Caleb?"

"I had to know if that pussy still tasted the same."

"You are so nasty!!" He winked at me, and our laughter filled the hotel room.

Whoever said opposites attract was talking about me and Caleb. I was the shy, nerdy girl-next-door, and Caleb was the All-American four-year Varsity sports star. From the moment I first laid eyes on him in science class, I just knew he was the one for me, but it wasn't until the start of our senior year did I find the courage to speak to him. Long story short, he was my first love, my first lover, and I knew in my heart that he was the one that I wanted to marry. My dreams of becoming his wife came true when we got engaged shortly after graduation, but little did I know, they would be short-lived.

My biggest fears were Caleb getting accepted to one of the many universities up north that wanted him for their sports program, and our relationship would suffer from it, but when we both got accepted to JSU, I was over the moon. The first few months were a dream, but as Caleb became more popular, more problems arose in our relationship, and it eventually came to the point where I was tired of him acting like he wasn't engaged. I was getting harassed by his little groupies every single day, which was the reason why we broke up. He chose fame and popularity over me, so I broke off the engagement and transferred to another school. I never quite looked at men the same again, not even when I met my husband.

Mike was a blind date that went farther than expected, and I knew he wasn't my type when he took it upon himself to order my food on our first date. I blame the wine and my hormones for us ending up in bed that night, and I blamed my loneliness for accepting his dry-ass marriage proposal. I spent five years in a dull relationship, just to spend five more years in an even more monotone marriage. You would think with my husband being an entertainment lawyer, our lives would be more exciting, but it is strictly conservative, and that's how Mike prefers it. Seeing Caleb again awakened something in me that I thought was dead, and it exhilarated me to be this close to him. He was right, if I didn't want this to happen, I wouldn't have accepted his invitation. I was just as curious as he was.

"Just lay back and let me look at you, baby." We were both butt naked, and the only light that shined in the room was the streetlights from the open window, but that didn't stop Caleb from standing at the foot of the bed and taking me in.

Upon asking me to dinner two nights ago, Caleb also invited me to spend the weekend with him in his penthouse suite. I would've said 'no' if Mike wouldn't have canceled our vacation for the third time in a row. Caleb was blessed with good dick, and sex was never something that I had to worry about when it came to him. As for my husband, if I don't somehow get my nut before him, I'm shit outta luck. Caleb may have been a shitty fiancé, but he knew how to please a woman.

"Damn, you're just as beautiful as I remember."

He opened my legs, crouched down in front of my treasure, and began to place small, intimate kisses on the inside of my thighs. When I felt his warm breath on my hot skin, I was transported back to the first time we made love. Those same feelings reintroduced themselves to me, and it was like so much time had never passed. When he placed his mouth on my pussy, I exploded from the inside out. I hadn't felt this good in years, and until his tongue hit my g-spot, I was feeling guilty as hell.