There was a knock on my door about four weeks after my divorce was final. I was expecting Jolene so I was surprised to see Jackson at the door.

"Jackson, it's so good to see you. Won't you come in?"

"Thanks. I'd love to."

"What brings you to my neck of the woods?"

"Your divorce is final, I understand."

"Yes, about a month ago."

"You didn't call me. You were supposed to call me when you were divorced."

"Ah, yes. Unfinished business. I'm sorry. I should have remembered." I started to remove my top. "You've earned a good fuck. I'll be happy to supply it. Let's go into the bedroom...