I had a couple of down years. My first wife decided on New Year’s Eve ‘75-‘76. That we were having an open marriage. I tried but it didnt go real well.
So I moved out, with a few of my things.
I stayed at my parents house for a few weeks while getting myself more or less together. There was a dive bar I had been hanging g out at with a couple of buddies. A lady friend tending bar. Beer and wine. In El Cerrito. Still makes me think of the Garth Brook song 'Friends in low places'
Anyhow my pal Ken called me and told me there was a hot babe at Joe's who was interested in me. Being depressed and horny, I took the family VW bug and drove on down there.
Sure enough there was an attractive fir blonde with a very nice rack. Ken had been talking g me up. Her name was Sheri, to my eyes she had a kinda biker babe look. I found her verymmmm attractive. After a couple of beers I invited her to go smoke a joint. She was a master of sexual innuendo. And I was pretty sure I’d be into that soon.
I drove up the hill to an undeveloped park, mostly hiking trails above an old quarry with a fine view over the bay. We sat and admired the view and smoked a J. Arm around her, her hand on my thigh. I was quickly aroused by open mouth kisses, and I guess she was too, caressing g my bulge as I slid my hand under her bra to feel those fine blonde breasts. It wasn’t fore she had my cock out and as she was about to go down on it said how much she loved male organs. Mmm more kisses I still love the taste of my precummm in a woman’s mouth.
We fucked like no tomorrow out there both cumming a few times. The lights of the City glowing across the bay.
Sheri decided I was OK. We got together a few times and then I got a sublet for the summer in SF. A house to myself on the Great Highway. I was depressed and in a bit of a downward spiral. One gloomy fog shrouded afternoon I decided life wasn’t worth it. I thought I’d try to swim to Hawaii. I literally was headed out the door in my swim trunks when the phone rang. It was Sheri, she had been talking with Ken at the bar in EC, and was I OK? Did I want some company? I told her which bus to take , and met her when she arrived on the L Taravell.
We co- habitated all that summer both unemployed we were hungry sometimes, but boy did we ever have plenty of sex. My first MFF with her and a pal of hers.
When the sub lease was over we ended up back in the east bay. I had a day job and she was working nights at a restaurant. She started seeing other guys and I got lucky with other babes. We drifted apart. When she moved out I did too. To live with an old buddy. And life went on.