In Love with a Tall Girl

Chapter 5

An Original Story by Julia Miller

Robert

I woke up before Sandra and quietly got out of bed to relieve myself. I washed up a bit and brushed my teeth. Putting on my robe, I walked out to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee going. This morning, I decided to make some French toast and got everything I needed. Sandra soon entered the room, looking stunning in the beautiful robe I had given her. She walked over to me, and we kissed each other good morning.

"Would you like a glass of orange juice?"

"That would be wonderful, please."

"I decided to make some French toast this morning. Is that good for you, or would you prefer something else?"

"French toast would be great."

I poured out a couple of mugs of coffee and handed one to Sandra, telling her that the creamer was on the kitchen bar.

We made our coffee and sipped it as I watched the French toast cooking in the frying pan, and I served it as soon as they were ready. Sandra and I were both quietly enjoying breakfast when she spoke up.

"Would you like to do something today?

"Do you have anything in mind?" I replied.

"Well, we could go for a drive in the countryside. I know some excellent backcountry roads that would be very pretty this time of year."

"Whose car would you like to take?"

"I was thinking of taking my Porsche since the top will go down, and it looks like it will be a sunny day today. Have you ever driven a 911?"

"No, I never had the pleasure."

"Well, today will be your lucky day then. I can take us out there, and if you want to drive, we can switch around."

"Wow! That would be great, Sandra!"

"I will head home, and you can drop by my place in around an hour."

We finished up breakfast, and we both showered together first. My cock again got hard showering beside Sandra, and we kissed and made love in the shower once more. She was such a stunningly beautiful woman, and I could never pass up a chance to have sex with her. Sandra was putty in my hands as I massaged her body while fucking her pussy. She soon climaxed as I shot my load into her. We passionately kissed under the shower. We cleaned each other off, stepped out of the shower, dried off, and Sandra got ready to go. We kissed goodbye at the door, and I said I would be at her place in an hour or so.

I changed into a pair of slacks and a shirt. Heading back to the kitchen, I cleaned up the mess. I was still tidying my bedroom when my phone rang.

I picked up and said, "Hello."

There was a pause, and my ex-wife Trudy said hello. I responded, saying hi, then I asked her why she called since I hadn't heard anything from her since I last saw her in the courtroom.

"Robert, I was calling to see if you would like to go out with me sometime. I wanted to catch up with you."

"Well, Trudy, I haven't heard from you in months, and you weren't exactly friendly to me during the divorce. Why are you calling me now?"

"I have had a few things happen to me lately, and I wanted to talk about it."

"I hope you are not looking to get back together since I am no longer interested in any relationship with you. That ship sailed after you served me divorce papers after 20 years of marriage. You stabbed me through my heart with the divorce, and you never made any attempt to talk to me beforehand. I honestly don't want to reconcile with you now."