[mythryl1969]

Where we left off, my wife and I had moved to another part of the state. During our seventh year of marriage, it all finally came apart and we divorced.

Within a year of our separation, I had done what many divorcees do; I lost a ton of weight (both diet AND exercise) and was in the best shape of my life. As the weight came off and I became physically fit, I decided to pursue a dream of mine and started applying to become a Police Officer. I was dating on and off, but nothing serious. As part of becoming a Police Officer, you have to fill out paperwork for a very extensive background check; this included everyone I dated, was related to, lived with, or knew in any way more than casually for the prior 10 years. This of course included Esteban and Carmen...

Now, I no longer had contact with either; in fact I didn't even really know HOW to contact them. But I put down everything I could honestly remember, and as luck would have it my background investigator was VERY good at his job and tracked down Carmen to interview her about me.

From there, Carmen did a little detective work of her own; she knew from my background investigator where I now worked and tracked down a current phone number for me. Suddenly, six years after I had last seen her, I got a phone call out of the dark from Carmen.

Our first conversation was mostly 'oh my gosh' and catch-up. She was surprised that I was divorced; she had not married 'that guy', but HAD married some other guy she met soon after. More conversations followed, and they got increasingly deeper, going into the history of her relationship with Esteban (where I finally learned why she had given up on their relationship). She told me she was unhappy in her second marriage as well; that she had jumped into it too quickly. And then, suddenly, she was reminded of that story from the link in the first post, and asked me if I remembered 'those' pictures. Which, of course, I did...and then she told me that as embarrassed as she had been, she had also been a little turned on...and then she asked me: "Did you ever think about...what if, um, we..." I knew exactly where she was going with that, and before she could finish the sentence I jumped in with an emphatic 'YES.' Which caught her attention - she said, 'You didn't even have to think about that at ALL, did you?' To which I answered, bluntly and truthfully, 'Nope. Not even a little bit!'.

From that point forward, our conversations took a DECIDED turn towards the erotic. Eventually I even had my first 'phone sex' encounter with her, where we both masturbated to completion while on the phone with each other. But every time we talked about the possibility of meeting up in person, some obstacle would arise to prevent it. Carmen still lived with her husband, although their marriage was on the rocks and she was planning her way out.
So one day, I resolved to break through all the difficulties and just...go to her, and see what might happen. So I went out and booked an airline flight, and a hotel nearby, and resolved to surprise her so that she wouldn't have a chance to talk us both out of it. I felt like my heart was in my throat day after day, until finally the day came that I boarded that flight...