Liz and the man she was with were totally oblivious of my presnce. I heard their breathing getting more labored. their movements becoming more frantic and Liz's beautiful voice demanding as she lustfully cried out for him to fuck her harder and faster. I could not help but grow hard myself as I watched the man make mad passionate love to my dream girl and wondered why some guys get all the luck. Liz threw back her head and cried out loudly without words and I heard the man follow with a low groan. I quickly stepped out and closed the door. Breathing hard at the erotic scene I had just witnessed, I ducked into the bathroom. I was so hard and so horny I needed some relief or I was going to have a serious case of blue balls! I pulled my hard cock out and gazed at it in the mirror. Smirking to myself, I closed my eyes and replayed the scene I had witnessed in my mind. Of course, I pictured myself fucking Liz. It didn't take me long and in a few minutes, emptied my cock and cleaned myself up. I came out of the bathroom to see Liz standing there, dressed with the man that been with her in the bed. "Oh hi Romel. I thought I heard someone in the bathroom." "Um yeah. I just got here." "Is Marisol here?" "No it is just me." "Oh, too bad." She turned to the man at her side. "Honey, this is Romel. We used to go to school together. Romel, this is my fiancee, Alex." "Nice to meet you."Alex said to me pleasantly, a smile on his face as he held out his hand. "Yeah, you to." I managed, shaking his hand. Not that I am gay, but even I had to admit that Alex was a handsome man with his dark hair and piercing green eyes. I guess Liz thought so too, the way she gazed at him . "Sweetheart, I am going to that little place across the street for some lunch,care to join us Romel?" "Please stay." Liz insisted. Since she put it that way, I agreed. Alex left and I was alone with Liz for the first time. "When is the wedding?" "Hmm? Oh next year. We wanted asmall intimate affair, but my mom said I had to have the big church wedding seeing as she never had that when she married my father...or my stepfather." She sat down across from me and crossed those shapely legs of hers. "Can I ask you something?" She nodded. "Why is it you never acknowledge my telling you I loved you in my letters. I meant it. I did love you." She laughed. "Honestly Romel. I was a child when you met me. I hadn't even gone through puberty yet. You started writing to me when I was only 15 years old. Besides, you were also geographically undesirable and maybe you were only in love with the fact that marrying me would guarantee you a greencard to stay and work in the U.S." I made a face. "I make a good living." "A tenth of what you would be making in your field in the U.S. Same goes for Marisol." "Did you ever love me?" "I'll admit, I had a crush on you when I was 12." "How about now?" 'Now? You are married with a son Romel." "Would you consider sleeing with me, just once before you leave?" "Are you out of your mind?" Liz's voice had turned cold. I knew I shouldn't have said anything but she was so close, so beautiful,and the air of sex that clung to her was unmistakble. "Come on Liz. Meet me somewhere. It will be our little secret." She shook her head. "Don't spoil our renunion with stupid talk Romel. Now stop it before Alex comes back and hears you." I leaned foward and kissed he lips and closed my hands on those voluptuous breasts of hers. Her lips remained stiff and taut and she pushed me away. "Really Romel. What is wrong with you?" "I'll bet you aren't so cold to Alex. In fact, I know it. I arrived while he was fucking your brains out." Liz's eyes narrowed. "Really? Then you shouldn't not even have opened your mouth. I love Alex and there was nothing wrong with sharing my body with him. We are getting married!" "I'm sorry Liz. I shouldn't have been so disrespectful." Liz accepted my apology and we had a nice lunch together, even though I could help but be envious of the way Alex and Liz were together. He seemed to act that if I hadn't been there, he would have dragged her off to bed for another sack session. We met for dinner the following evening and when I arrived home I pleased to see my wfie already in bed. I quickly undressed gazing at her sleeping face. She was no striking beauty like Liz, but she was pretty. I climbed into bed naked, and began to kiss her, hiking her nightgown up to her waist to touch her soft pussy. Soon, she beagan to kiss me back.When I finally stuck my hard cock into my wife, I focused my gaze and thoughts on her for the first time in awhile. That was three years ago. I still get a yearly Christmas card from Liz who was now married to Alex. My wife gave birth to a daughter this past spring, and is pregnant with our third child. I have a wonderful family anc cannot believe that I almost threw it away for a fling. This is a true story, and would appreciate feedback. Copyright 2009