A Totally Unromantic Love Story

If it had just been me, I would never hesitate to buy into that fairy-tale. I am a nerd. And because I live mainly in my head I am relatively impervious to harm in the real-world.

Unfortunately, my little boy had invested his love and trust in her. I knew that what I felt was probably an illusion, an artifact of the odd behavior of the woman who was presently standing next to me hugging my child. But the fact was that I had only met her two nights ago. And that was in a way that didn't exactly inspire confidence.

In fact it indicated that I actually had NO idea who this person really was.

Logic told me that it was suicidal to stake our happiness on her emotional stability. That conclusion was based on the complete set of events of the prior night.

Don't get me wrong, I am no prude. But in my opinion, women who have sex with multiple men are not good bets in the long-term. I had to protect my son from the person who I saw in that room.

The person I had been interacting with from the moment that she returned from her never-never-land of endless orgasms was reliable. She was worthy of our trust in every way. She was in control.

And in that respect I didn't give the slightest damn that, sex-wise she might have a few monkeys fucking in her attic. I was more than happy to accept at face value the loving nurturing woman who was presently comforting my child.

The fundamental problem was that in less than a day we were beginning to form a family bond.

I could understand why I was doing that. I am impulsive and probably more than a little stupid when it comes to women and their wiles. It was not clear what was motivating Maddie.

She seemed to want a close relationship and I was more than happy to get as close to her as I could. She was the hottest female I had ever known.

That wasn't the issue though. It is lonely being a single parent. You have plenty of emotional reward raising a child. Their unqualified love provides a focus to your own life. But you ache to share the child's experiences with the only other person who loves him as much as you do.

Linda had robbed both of us of that. And when it comes to loving your child it is a crapshoot to rely on the instincts of any other woman except the mother.

Maddie was holding Billy and rocking him while he clutched her and cried with happiness. My mind's eye zoomed right past the woman's incredible beauty to the sense of peace and comfort that she had wrapped both of us in.

If I could trust her to be the person who I was seeing at that moment, then she was the best thing that had ever happened to me and Billy. If she was the person who did things that were fundamentally self-destructive, then she was a dangerous narcotic. And the sooner I got her out of our system the better.

I was going to get THAT discussion on the table and concluded today.

In the meantime I said heartily, "Who's up for a horse ride down to breakfast." We made our way downstairs with Maddie leading the way. My little jockey squealed with delight. I couldn't help but notice the sensual swaying of those hips as I galumphed along behind her.

She turned left into the kitchen area while I proceeded to the front of the living space. My little boy needed his morning cartoons stat!!

Within five minutes he was sitting there riveted by the adventures of Hiccup and Toothless. I made my way back to the kitchen where she was industriously pouring pancake batter on my griddle. She was constructing a perfect Mickey Mouse shaped pancake.

Her rabid concentration on making something delightful for Billy gave me a hard-on. Her thick dark hair was tousled. She had absolutely no makeup on and her face was just gorgeous.

She is relatively small but her huge tits swaying under that robe made her appear more substantial than she actually was.

I walked up to observe the work of art that she was creating. She looked at me. Then she turned and threw her arms around my neck. She pressed that hard little body with those big soft boobs against me and gave me the most satisfying Sunday morning breakfast kiss a wife has ever given her husband. It said, "Thank you for this moment of peace and contentment."

She pulled back, with her arms still draped over my shoulders. She looked intently at me with those deep intelligent eyes and said, "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

Given all of the thoughts in my head at the moment, that question was not something that I wanted to deal with. So I said, "Can we spend the rest of the day talking about it?"

She looked disappointed. She clearly wanted a resounding, "Yes."

She turned and went back to fixing a large stack of Mickey Mouse pancakes for us. She seemed upset and for the first time she was not radiating the utter joy that I had experienced from her almost from the second we met. Instead she seemed very sad. I didn't know what to make of that.

It was like she had been bitterly disappointed by what I thought was a reasonable answer. All I had said was that I wanted to better understand where we both were emotionally before we made any commitments.

When it came to interacting with a female, this was some kind of new first for me. With the encouragement I had gotten I would have normally hauled out the ring box at this point in the relationship. Instead I wanted to honestly talk about our motivations and what that all meant for our future. Feeling deeply for somebody besides Billy was very dangerous territory for a nowhere man like me.

But it didn't stop us from having a happy breakfast. Billy loved the pancakes. He is a clever little boy and he understood the shape right away. So we took turns eating chunks out of Mickey to create different looks.

Maddie made Billy laugh by carving out eyes and nostrils in her pancake. He carved out a big mouth. I carved out a mouth with sharp teeth in mine.

Billy wasn't so sure he liked my sense of humor. Maddie scolded me for disturbing him. She said, just like his mother would, "You KNOW he's sensitive."

Billy decided that he liked her much better than he liked me.

They went back upstairs to dress. Maddie came down in a simple shorts and a sleeveless jersey top outfit that showed off her perfect muscular legs and her stunning breasts.

She has such a ripe body that it would be hard for her to dress in anything that DIDN'T make her look hot. But this outfit managed to seem both demure and smoldering at the same time.

She had her thick auburn hair tied back by a bandana. It was some kind of suburban housewife do. Her perfect face just glowed with energy and cheerfulness. She was holding Billy's hand. He was looking at her with pure adoration. I was both gratified and worried.

She had him dressed in kid shorts and a little polo shirt with an alligator on it and deck shoes. He looked like the preppiest kid in the entire nursery.

She absent-mindedly kissed me on the mouth and we walked out on the back deck with her still holding Billy's hand. It felt like we had been doing this for the past 10 years.

It was a wonderful balmy late spring day in Maryland. The humidity of summer hadn't set in yet and the air was soft and warm. There was somebody cutting the grass nearby and you could smell it, along with the scent of flowers and the lake. It was as totally peaceful and relaxing as it could ever be.

We were standing on the deck, the three of us holding hands, when the couple from the next door condo came over.

Billy plays with their two kids. He is right between their boys age-wise and my neighbors were used to bringing him over to keep the older one from beating too emphatically on his younger brother.

The wife did a double-take. It was kind of insulting actually. She was clearly wondering what a nerd like me was doing with a hottie like Maddie.

She covered nicely by saying strictly to Maddie, "Hello, my name is Nancy and this is my husband Tom. We are William's next door neighbors. We were wondering if Billy can come over for a while and play with our boys. We are doing clay dinosaurs."

Tom was surreptitiously checking Maddie out, with pure lust written on his face. Maddie smiled at both of them like they had been exchanging recipes for years and said, "Certainly, then maybe we can all go out on the boat for the afternoon. I can pack a picnic"

She turned to me and said, "Would you like to do that Bill? I think Billy would like the chance to get into the water later."

It was the kind of move that a wife would put on the husband, where the only viable answer would be "certainly dear."

After they left I said, "Let's go inside." She nodded curtly. Her entire demeanor changed. Up until then she had been the loving wife. She was now the hardball government lawyer. I was wondering, "Maybe she's a human chameleon?"

She made us both a cup of coffee. She sat opposite and looked expectantly at me. I thought, "Dang! The girl is good. She just put the ball squarely in my court."

I said, "You asked me if I believe in love at first sight. I told you I wanted to talk about it because the truth is that I have never met anybody like you.

"I have always been an all-in kind of fellow and I have learned to regret that behavior.

"The simple answer is that I believe that, we have the level of personal closeness, familiarity, comfort and affection that people who are in love share. All of that has taken place after a mere 36 hours, which worries me.

"But I can get past my unease if you share the same feelings I do.

"You are incredibly beautiful and utterly attractive. However,that is not what is pulling me into your orbit. It is the sense of companionship that I share with you. I have no idea why I feel this intense bond but it is like we have been married forever.

"I do not consider myself good enough for a woman of your caliber. I really don't know you. And I have no reason to trust you. But frankly, I sense such a deep connection to you that I would have already proposed marriage if it were only me."

The look of indescribable joy that spread across her face was tempered by her next thought.

She said, "I don't understand. There IS nobody but you."

I said, "No there isn't. Billy's mom walked out of his life when he was 8 months old. He has longed for a mother since she left. If I let you into our lives and things didn't work out I would survive, I always do. But the impact of losing two women who he trusted would be devastating to him. He loves you already"

She began to cry softly. I was truly puzzled. I said, "What?!"

She said, "You two have made me happier than I have ever been in my life.

"You have no idea how lonely it is to be me. Guys either want to fuck me, or they want something from me. To all of them, I am nothing more than my looks, my position, or my wealth. Nobody has ever asked me what I needed, or wanted in life. Except YOU, that is.

"I knew that you were different the minute I opened my eyes and saw you sitting there. I also know what the state of affairs you found me in looked like.

"It was exactly what you think. I had finally admitted that there were no white picket fences for a woman like me. Then you appeared, like some genie out of a bottle, and you granted my every wish.

"I was totally sober and in control, when Charlie started his infantile games.

"First it was just him. Then the next thing I knew all of his friends were in the room. He must have planned the whole thing before he took me up there. He likes to brag about the way I fuck.

"I had never done ANYTHING like that before. I was totally disgusted with all of them and with myself. All I could think of when it started was - if that's the way that they see me I might as well get with the program.

"I was just a pussy to them and they were cocks to me. And no matter what any of you deluded little boys think about your precious winkys; to ALL women a cock is just a cock, to loosely paraphrase Shakespeare.

"I have no idea what was running through their pea-sized brains as they were fucking me, but I know what was going through mine.

"You have to understand that I was not drugged, drunk, or a victim of their manly wiles. I had just given up all hope.

"I love sex. I can fuck any man into the ground. And now I know that I can do that to five of them. And my only thought as I was coming back from my fourteen orgasms was, is that all there is?

"It was the absolute end of the road for me."

I utterly understood that statement.I have been to the end of that proverbial road A LOT. And in most cases the light at the end of the tunnel was on the front of an onrushing locomotive .

She said, "That was the lowest point in my life. Then I saw you sitting there. You didn't know anything about me. But you were kind, considerate and caring, no matter how big a slut you thought I was. And you clearly loved your child. You were everything I was missing in my life.

"And I couldn't have experienced a greater contrast in the hours between the time I finished my little venture into whoredom and this moment sitting here with you.

"I went from totally jaded self-hatred to an utterly contented feeling of worth and happiness.

"In a lot of respects, over the past day I have grown into a different person. My life has meaning in your world and with you and this little boy. I love you for that with all of my heart. I don't want any of this to go away. And I will do anything to preserve our nascent bond.

"I know that it's ridiculous to feel like I do in such a short space. But I also know in my heart that it is right. That's what I was talking about when I asked you if you believed in love at first sight."

I sat back stunned. I could absolutely see how we had gotten to where we had gotten sitting here in my breakfast nook.

It took brute force honesty on her part. But I could really see it.

I was also not born yesterday. I could accept that a woman like Maddie was a highly skilled and practiced sexual athlete. She was white-hot. The raw passion that I saw in the bedroom was not out of the ordinary for her, even if the actual volume was. That was a fact. And I would have to accept it.

But she had also given me a persuasive reason to trust her future commitment if we were going build a life together going forward.

I also understood why my first impression of her was of her ultimate helplessness.

I still had a hard time accepting that she would debase herself by taking on five men. But I could also understand that you do some self-destructive and stupid things when you think that you have arrived at the end of the line.

Viewed from that perspective I believed that what I had witnessed were the actions of a lost soul acting out against her fate, and nothing more than that.

She had followed all of the rules. She was a smart and beautiful high achiever who touched all of the obvious bases without thinking about what that meant for her long-term.

She was athletically gifted. She was an academic whiz-kid. She had a trophy career. She was a woman of taste and culture with plenty of spending cash.

She was also likely to be the hottest woman in any room. Every man who saw her wanted to fuck her. And she loved sex. In fact, she was exceptional at it. I knew THAT from first hand observation. Every woman worth her salt would want to be her.

But she was clearly a woman who wanted something different than the life that she had carefully built for herself.

The fact was that she felt unfulfilled. She probably didn't even know why she was so depressed. She probably spent her days wondering, "What did I do wrong? Why am I so unhappy?"

It must have seemed manifestly unfair to her.

Of course, that was because the life that she was living was not who she really was.

When you view the situation based on her history; she was brought up in a big family as the primary care-giver for her siblings. That must have formed her into somebody quite different from the rich, self-centered twit that you would expect with a girl as beautiful and smart as Maddie was.

Basically, she wanted the meaning and reward of a loving family. And that is what normal people usually want out of life, not high living and a lot of anonymous sex.

Actually, that wasn't so hard to believe. In the words of the great American philosopher, Dean Martin, "Everybody needs somebody sometime."

Her love of children was obvious without her telling me that. I had concrete proof. You can't argue with a three year old when it comes to recognizing a nurturing woman. That's because three year olds don't have the cynic filter installed yet. And when Maddie and Billy were together he was relentlessly running the full-out mommy utility. There was no question in his mind what kind of person she was.

Moreover, even though they both worked her mother and father must have had a close relationship. She had to learn the companionship stuff from somebody. She was good at all of the loving gestures that a woman utilizes to show the man that they share a life. And I don't think they have a drug for that at the FDA yet.

You might say, "Yeah right, that's all an act" but if that was the case then the obvious question is, "Why me?"

Well, my guess is that I just happened to be in the right place when she hit the end of the road. And that my particular brand of ordinariness resonated with her needs at that point in time. Fact is that everybody has to get lucky once in their life.

I am certain that I don't have any of the characteristics of the men who would normally inhabit her world. I am not old-money wealthy, conventionally successful, or particularly good looking. But I am honest and forthright. And I lead a relatively simple and fulfilling life with a wonderful child.

More importantly I had been actively avoiding trying to get into her pants, which must have been a first for her.

That was not for the sake of any morality. I am as horny as the next guy. It was just that I was afraid of what would happen if I did. Sometimes not being cool enough pays off.

So I guess I could see why she was sitting at my kitchen table on a gorgeous Sunday afternoon looking at me with fear and expectation.

I said as noncommittally as possible, "I unreservedly share what you are feeling."

The look of sheer relief and happiness that spread across her beautiful face was something I wanted to preserve well into my old age.

I added. "I know that whatever is going on between us is the real deal. But we have a lot of catching up to do. Since if you look at this practically, we are much further down the road in the way we feel about each other than any sane person would be after a mere 36 hours.

"And if you want to be with us you are going to have to change your life-style, in the short term. That's because I would never just rip Billy out of the life he knows. He is way too fragile for that kind of change right now."

Maddie reached across the table and took my hand in both of her delicate little hands. She brought it up to her lips and kissed it.

Then something changed in her eyes. It was the most sizzling look I have ever gotten from a woman. I had the momentary thought, "Oh-oh, those fires burn very hot."

She said, "On your deathbed you will not regret committing yourself to me. We will work together to make whatever arrangements we have to make to have a happy life together. I would never change any part of Billy's life. But he is going to have to get used to being the oldest boy in the batch of other brothers and sisters who I am planning to make for both of you."

At that point she stood up bringing me to my feet. She threw her arms over my shoulders and grabbed the back of my head. The open mouthed kiss that she planted on me had steam coming out of my ears like one of those old-fashioned cartoon characters.