The convo stops abruptly "Hey I've got to go, Ill be talking to you soon ;)". Sure, see ya soon ...Later that night I get a text message "hey, hope yo...u dont mind i got your contact number off the site ! ;)". Sweet ... A few txts later, things are getting very suggestive. We arrange to meet up for a few drinks later that week. Getting a good feeling about this I thought to myself.Later on that week, sitting at the bar stirring my drink - a hand slips into my back pocket. I grab it, at first. "No. He said I'd be sorry, but he didn't threaten me." When was that?"She blinked. "Two nights ago," she said."Think back. I want you to try to remember exactly what he said." That's easy. Nobody has ever talked to me like that," she said. "I told him the divorce didn't have to be painful and he said he wanted it to be painful. Then he said I'd find out how painful things can be, and that I'd be sorry I ever betrayed him. He called me a stupid cunt." And you don't consider that to be a threat?". She didn’t know that. But it gave me an excuse to be away from the sci-fi club, let her affection cool down a little when I “returned”. I called her about once a week for the next two weeks to let her know how things were doing, that I missed her, and so on and so forth.The third time she called me. I was driving home at the time, which was good. I usually leave the phone on vibrate, but if it had rung at home I would have either had to ignore it somehow or decide I wasn’t going to get it. I felt somebody, I don't know who, start to lick my asshole and finger my pussy. It felt so good, I just had to let a moan out and the guy I was sucking really seemed to like it. He picked up his pace. His breathing got heavier and he became less coordinated. Then I felt him tense up and stream after stream of his hot cum erupted into my mouth. It was salty and I liked it so I swallowed it eagerly. He pulled out of my mouth trailing a string of spit.The guy licking my ass stopped when I told.