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After she was calming down, I went to the kitchen and got us some beers, and we sat on the couch and just talked. I told her you are through with this asshole. She asked where she was going to go? I told her, she could stay here until she felt she wanted to be on her own. I said I have more than enough space, and it would be nice to have someone else here, that I actually like and adore. She finally agreed that it was time to move on and be happy for once, in a long time.

We talked some more about other things, to get her mind off of what happened earlier. She asked if she could shower and I said, anything you want dear, this is now your place too. She said that she didn't have any clothes for sleeping in. I said I'd be right back, and brought her out a big flannel shirt that I have, that I knew would cover her nicely. And off she went to shower.

As she showered, I called a friend of mine, who happens to be a deputy sheriff, and asked if he was busy in the morning. He said no, and after I told him about what happened to Sharon and my idea of going there tomorrow to collect as many things that belonged to her, and it would be nice to throw a scare into that asshole. He whole heartily agreed and said he would talk to that county's sheriff office to let them know he was accompanying us to help keep the peace.

When Sharon came out of the shower, she looked so good in that shirt. Not sure if she was wearing panties, but I could see her big nipples poking through the shirt. He boobs were much bigger now, after having two kids. I had also changed into sweats and a t-shirt.

She came back over to me on the couch, and curled up next to me. I placed the blanket, that was on the back of the couch, over her bare legs. I told her that we are going to her place tomorrow morning and collecting everything she owns from there. She said there is no way he'd allow that. I said, oh yeah he will and told her how my friend Tony, the deputy, is going with us.

She looked at me and said she was scared and just wants to hide. I said, don't worry, he'll never bother you again, trust me on that. I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close to me. She laid her head on my shoulder and said, she loved me, and that I was the only man she ever felt completely comfortable with. I said, Sweetie, I love you too and always have and always will, and kissed her forehead. She then drifted off to sleep. I too, drifted off to sleep, not wanting to disturb her, since she already had a wicked night.

The next morning, we pretty much were in the same position, except her one hand was laying in my lap, and my hand, that was around her, was resting on her one boob. Thankfully she was still asleep, and I had a raging hard on, more like a piss hard. I gently moved her hand, so she wouldn't think I was some pervert, and also moved my hand from her boob. She stirred a little, as I got up to take care of business and get coffee going.

I went and showered as the coffee maker brewed away. When I came out, Sharon was up and off the couch. I found her in the kitchen, reaching up into the one cupboard that help the cups. As she stretched, the shirt rode up and gave me a good view of her ass, which was not covered with any panties. Damn, I thought to myself, nice view this morning.

She turned to face me and smiled. I looked at her and said, shit, that has to hurt, because her big knot was showing signs of black and blue. She said it did hurt, but will go away soon, so this must have happened before. I said knot or no knot, you are still pretty. She blushed and said thanks. I told her Tony would be here by 9, which was 45 minutes away. So she drank some coffee and then went and got dressed.

Tony arrived right on time, and I made introductions. He asked Sharon if she wanted to press charges, and she said, not at this time, but will depend on how he acts this morning. We stopped at a U-Haul place and rented a van to use. I told her to take whatever is hers, no matter what it is, and that we'll figure out how to store it. She agreed but said most of the stuff she didn't want, it was so old. Tony already alerted the sheriff office of what time we would arrive and they said they would send a car out there.

When we arrived, the place looked quiet. Sharon got out of the van and went up to the door. The screen door was locked, so she banged on the door. About 2 minutes later, asshole opened the door. He started right in on her, since he did not see Tony or I, as of yet. He said, I thought I told you not to come back here bitch. That's when I showed my face and said, fuck off Bill and let her in. We are here to collect her stuff and be done with your sorry ass.

He started to say something, then saw Tony, who had his badge on his belt, and his service revolver clipped to his belt too. Bill shook his head and said, oh Christ, now you brought the cops with you. I looked at him and said, Bill, I know somewhere in that head of yours is a brain, use it for once and shut the fuck up and be glad he is here, or I would be beating the shit out of you. He backed right down and let us pass.

It took a couple of hours to collect her stuff, which included their her mother's dinnerware and silverware, her clothes, the bedroom set and a new big screen TV that she bought only a few months earlier. He was not pleased about that. Sharon told him that the next time she sees him will be in divorce court. During this whole time, a sheriff's cruiser waited out on the street.

Before we got back to my place, we stopped at one of those rental units you store unneeded items in. I paid for 3 months and unloaded all of the stuff she said she didn't need, which was most everything, except her clothes. She was going to give her TV to one of her daughters. When we finally got back to my place and unloaded Tony's car, he left and we thanked him for all of his help. He suggested seeing a lawyer as soon as possible, to start the divorce and get a restraining order against the asshole.

It was now near 6pm, and Sharon settled into her bedroom, with all the stuff she needed. I suggested we shower and go out for dinner. Dinner was nice and she kept thanking me for all I have done so far. I told her that she is my family and my family always comes first. When we got home, she called the girls to alert them to what happened and what was going to take place soon. She asked me, while still on the phone, if the girls could come visit tomorrow, and of course, I said yes. We then sat up and watched some TV but also talked about her future, which right now, might have looked bleak to her, but in reality, was going to get batter in time.

That next day, Sunday, both girls showed up, with their kids, which really brightened Sharon's day. They were appalled at how she looked, with her face still swollen, and turning black and blue. Both girls agreed this was for the best, and asked me to take care of her, so she isn't hurt anymore. After they left, I cooked us dinner, which Sharon said, no one has ever done that for her before. I just smiled and said, well enjoy it. That evening we just sat around and watched TV, but Sharon was cuddling right up to me. She was in these silk pajamas, that hugged her curves very nicely. I was in these old shorts, and a t-shirt, and was praying I did not get hard because the thin material would not hide it at all. When she first cuddled up to me, she asked if I minded. I said no, in fact, it felt good. She said good, she just wants to feel close to me.

The next few weeks went along nicely. If she was home first from work, she would cook, and if I was, I would cook. That Saturday evening, we decided it should be a pizza night, since it was rainy and cold out. When the pizza arrived, Sharon set up a blanket on the floor, like it was a picnic, like we did as teenagers, She and I had wine with the pizza and talked about old times, and all the fun we used to have. We laughed at some of the stupid shit we did too. She asked if I still smoked pot and I said on occasion. She smiled and said that she did too. She got up and went to her room, and a moment later, came back out with a pipe and a baggie that had the magic leafs in it. We smoked two bowls, and kept talking about old times.

It was like neither of us wanted to broach the one subject of the sex we enjoyed, even though there was no intercourse, but lots of oral, and fondling, and kissing involved. Finally I asked if she had any regrets for some of the things we did. She thought for a moment and said yes. I looked at her and said really? Because I didn't, even though society would frown upon it, and told her so. She said the only regret she made back then was not actually going all the way with me, and make love.

I said yeah, I know, I wanted too, so bad. She said you goof, then you should have made that known to me, because I really wanted too, but thought you didn't. I said oh well, we cant turn back the clock now. She laughed and said, well that would have been incest for sure. I laughed and said, I think what we did, was incest, but, you know what they say, incest is best. She laughed, then changed the subject.

She asked why I never remarried again and I told her, I didn't want to relive the marriage scene again, it left a very bad taste in my mouth. Sharon laughed and said, that was because the botch never douched. I had to laugh at that. She asked if Karen, my ex, was any good in bed, and I said no. She hated oral done to her and would never perform on me and wanted sex over as soon as possible. Sharon said, no fucking way. I said, yeah. I thought it would get better once we married, but it only got worse. She asked what type of women I go for now. I asked, do you really want to know? She said oh hell yes, we never had secrets before.

I like a woman that puts no demands on me. She has to be very sexual, who loves sex as much as I do, and has no inhibitions. Hard to find, but out there. The internet helps in that cause now. I said I like a woman that isn't afraid to say what she likes in bed, and loves to talk dirty. She laughed, and said, you don't ask for much. Then asked what if the right woman came along, would you settle down? I said, only if I feel "this is the one", like I wish I could say to Sharon, since I base a lot of the women I really like, on her.