We laughed heavily, leaning into each other, our foreheads met and she hugged me again. “I’m lonely, too” she confessed. My divorce was a matter...of fact to me, but to others not so. Divorce always leaves a trail of debris. I was married a total of eight years, three months, and twenty three days, to a man who never once told me the truth. It was a play known as the myriad of lies, deception, and infidelity; me starring in the role of the victim, he the scoundrel. I repressed all my energies. My cock was so hard moving around in my pants. They were both moaning and she really likes to talk nasty. I couldn't handle it and pulled my cock out and started jacking off. I wanted to lay on my bed and jack-off, but it was better for me to hear if I stayed sitting in my computer chair. She was getting louder with every second, and I was about to blow my load when all of a sudden my friend just let out the moan of a lifetime, and I shot my load all over my legs and hand. I got up quietly and. .."We continued with this until Tara collapsed into the same quivering massthat I had, then I merely shifted positions again and began to kiss her.It was pure bliss.Eventually Tara slowly sat up and gestured to the dildo, "I think we cansave that one for later..." And with that she gave me another long,passionate kiss and slowly climbed off the bed. "We don't want to rushinto everything at once or there won't be anything new to try." Shewinked at me and sauntered into the bathroom.I waited. A carpet of colored jewels."Stop here!" she said suddenly."O.K., you fooled me. I haven't the slightest idea where we are," he said, looking around the deserted area. Once the car headlights were shut off, the nearest light he could see appeared to be miles away."Simple. This is the beginning of a new suburban housing development. Out there about half a mile is where the first buildings are going up," she said pointing over to her right.It was too dark for him to see what she was pointing at,.