I went home and life went on. The next night, after work, I took the kids over to my parents and got ready to go out. I met Jim at the restaurant where we had made reservations.
“Where is everyone else?” I asked.
“They should be coming soon, I hope,” Jim answered.
We sat and had some drinks but no one else showed up. He got a text and said that the others wouldn’t be coming due to something coming up with one of their kids.
“Should we reschedule then?” I asked, getting ready to get up and leave.
“Well we are already here, we should just enjoy dinner and set something up with them for later in the week,” Jim suggested.
“I guess since we are already here.” I knew right after saying it, I should have just left but it was a nice place and I was lonely, so just went with it.
Dinner was pretty good, although not the same without Matt. I was really feeling lost without him, and Jim was doing his best to be there for me.
“I miss Matt too, and am so glad that I am not alone right now.” Jim was so nice to me. It reminded me of Matt in a way.
“I think I will skip the movie tonight, ok Jim?” I asked.
“Ok, no problem. I will walk you out to your car then.”
He followed me to my car and when I turned around to thank him he was right behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and just held me, in a warm embrace. The hug felt so good, and yet I knew it was more than just a hug.
He separated a little and moved his lips to mine. At that moment, it felt electric, and I still to this day have no idea why I did, but I kissed him back. After a few minutes of passion, I finally broke free. I felt ashamed and hot all at the same time, and thought of my husband.
“I’m sorry Jim, I shouldn’t have done that. I have to get going now.”
“Jenn, I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t be taking advantage of you like this.”
He backed away, went to his car, and drove off with a small wave. I got in my car and drove home, ashamed the whole way. How could I kiss my husband’s best friend? When I got home I went to bed and made myself a promise to never be alone with him again, and to go spend more time with Matt.
The next few days I spent as much time as I could with Matt, holding his hand and talking with him again. I went back to work the next week and took the kids to see Matt after school and work. We did our best, but it was really getting hard to balance everything again.
Sidney’s birthday was coming up in two days so we had a huge 18th birthday party that we were going to have, and Matt would miss that too. I was near tears setting everything up for the party, but put on a brave face for the kids. She had a blast, and her friends all enjoyed themselves. My little girl was a woman now, well according to the law anyhow.
Of course Jim was there at the party, but he kept his distance. He told me about half way through the evening that he was proud of Sidney and that I should be proud too. I told him I was very proud of her. He left shortly after that, and the rest of the guests minus her best friend Mary all left for home. Mary stayed the night, even though it was a school night. I made an exception for her birthday.
The following Friday, all the kids were home and we had just finished dinner when the doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting anyone so got up to answer the door. It was Jim, so I invited him in.
“What brings you over tonight Jim?” I asked.
“Just figured you could use a little time away from everything, and to talk to someone,” he replied.
I thought about it, and decided a little time away from the house might be a good thing tonight. I asked Sidney to make sure the boys stayed out of trouble and that I would be home in a few hours.
He drove us down to a local pub, and we sat at a table on the side of the place. I had a few more drinks than I should have, but I should still have known better. Jim asked me to dance, so we danced a little to the jukebox along with some other couples. During a slow song he moved in pretty close and wrapped his arms around my waist.
I should have stopped him, but it felt so good and warm. His contact was making me wet, and for some reason, I wanted him so badly. We finished the dance and went back to the table to get our things. I thought he was going to take me home, but he drove us out to an empty city park, and parked the car in a corner.
He turned to me and put one hand behind my head, running his fingers through my long hair. His other hand was rubbing my thigh and moved his face towards mine. My brain was screaming for me to stop this and open the door to run away, but I did nothing.
When his lips reached mine I closed my eyes and kissed him back. Between the buzz and the electricity of his lips, I was getting very hot. His hand moved up from my thigh to unbutton my jeans, and then onto his own to unsnap and unzip his pants. Before I knew what was going on, I had my jeans off, and was sitting in his lap with his cock buried in my pussy.
Matt was larger than his friend, but what Jim lacked in size he was trying to make up for with his tongue on my nipples. He had my shirt pulled up and his hands on my hips lifting me up and down on him. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t enjoying it, but we were just fucking, not making love.
I bounced on him harder and harder until he grabbed my hips hard and slammed me down on his cock, spewing his cum deep into my pussy. I felt it all, and then he was panting while holding my hips. I still hadn’t cum, and now he lifted me up and I slid over to the passenger seat.
Realization of what had happened set in, and I knew immediately that I had just made the worst mistake of my life. I got my clothes back to somewhat normal and meekly asked him to take me home. When he parked in front of my house, I asked him to not come back, ever. He looked hurt, but said he would try.
As I walked towards my front door, a sense of dread like no other filled my soul. How could I face my kids, let alone my husband when he woke up after what I had just done? I decided I was going to be the best mother I could, and just live with the shame of this night somehow. I would have to keep this horrible secret until my last breath.