Kendall and I had been together for most of three years. Our chemistry was off the charts from day one, I’m not just talking sexually but our personalities and our souls seemed tied to each other. We laughed at the same jokes, finished each other’s sentences, that type of things. We were best friends, and it was an added bonus that the sex between us was the most incredible, mind blowing, otherworldly experience either of had ever had.
I had more experience by far. Kendall was the mother of two little girls, and she had been in an abusive marriage for twelve years prior to us meeting, so she had been around less than I had but her enthusiasm was that of a woman that knew what she liked and knew what she wanted. At least that’s what she thought in the early days of our time together.