There are, of course, more stories after that one. More lovemaking, more meetings, and a few more firsts. None of them that I remember as vividly as this first time, though, and none that I feel as powerfully compelled to share as I did this story. Carmen was the most beautiful, most intelligent, and most sexually insatiable woman I had ever been with; she had been my friend for many years and I knew her well, and enjoyed her company outside of the bedroom as well - and I would absolutely have married her in a second. I wish I could say that happened because it would really be a perfect end to this story....but again, this isn't just a story, it's what really happened and in reality it never worked out. Carmen remained torn between her desire for me and the fact that she was married, and I think the guilt from how she ended her first marriage to Esteban still worked at her even years later. She didn't want to do that yet again, I think, and eventually she and I had to call off our trysts so she could commit herself to working on her marriage. I remember thinking to myself that I could not imagine how this guy could be anything other than totally devoted to this woman, but if that is what she wanted to do I had to give her the room to do it. We finally agreed to stop speaking to each other again in a final tearful conversation; it was too much, too hard for her to work on her marriage with me still floating around the edges, too impossible to return to the platonic friendship we had back when she was with Esteban; for me the memory of her body, the feel of her lips on mine, the feel of her orgasms as I was deep inside her was beyond my ability to forget, and I think she had the same troubles forgetting our times together as well. And with that...we never spoke to each other or saw each other again.
Eventually I did meet another woman who I fell deeply in love with, and married her, and that is who I am married to this day; and happily it shows no signs of ending like my first marriage, even now ten years in. And truthfully, I love her as much as ever I loved anyone even Carmen, and I would not give up my marriage even for Carmen, were that a choice I faced...but still I will never forget my tiny dark haired little Cubana.
Now, as far as I can tell, I've paid my dues to this thread...and if there are any of you out there with similar stories of that one woman that caught your desire, that you just knew you would never be with, until one day in some improbable way you found yourselves together...I would dearly love to hear about it
