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In 1995 I made the mistake of getting married at 19. My ex-wife was not a big fan of the concept of not sleeping with other guys, so the marriage lasted less than a year. There were a lot of other issues as well, so it was actually pretty amazing we lasted as long as we did.I left, and ended up moving halfway across the country (South Carolina to Colorado). In Colorado I met the woman who would eventually become my second ex-wife. We fell in love we decided to get married, but there was one problem…I still needed to get a divorce.I sent my first wife the divorce papers in June of 1998, and waited for her to sign and return them. And waited. And waited. In November I called her to find out what the holdup was, and she said she had gotten into a fight with her sister and the sister threw the papers into a fire. I was livid, and my future second ex-wife was not very happy either.The first ex was living with another guy by this point, and he called our house the next day to find out why I was calling her. I wasn’t home, but my soon to be wife was, and she explained everything that had been going on, including my exes most recent excuse. Before ending the call, the new guy assured my second ex that the papers would be Fedexed out that day.Two days after that phone call was Thanksgiving. We had a bunch of friends and family over and had just sat down for dinner when we heard a knock on the door. We weren’t expecting anyone else, so I had no idea who might be at the door. Imagine my surprise when I opened the door to find a Fedex driver with a thick envelope containing my signed (and completely unburnt) divorce papers. I had no idea that Fedex would deliver on Federal holidays if you just paid enough for the shipping.Needless to say, I suddenly had something to be VERY thankful for that Thanksgiving.

(ADULT WARNING! Sorry this is so long, but I had a lot of fun - and got really hot and bothered - retelling this story from a few years ago.)Okay, I admit that it was inappropriate, but it was incredible, and I’d do it again in a nanosecond.The summer I turned 40, my husband announced out of the blue that he was leaving me for a younger woman. I was an emotional wreck. I went from blind anger to deep depression multiple times a day, using a steady supply of Long Island Ice Teas to see me through. Our son, an only child, graduated from high school that summer as well, and he spent the summer at my parent’s house in Colorado, where he had a summer internship.I was so lonely and despondent that summer, I even thought about killing myself. I spent every day drinking, laying out by our backyard pool, waiting for the divorce papers to arrive in the mail. One afternoon I was already really drunk, laying out on a lounge chair in my bikini, when I thought I saw someone behind the bushes at the side of the yard. Stealthily keeping an eye on the spot while I laid on my stomach, I was certain someone was there. Then I casually got up and headed to the backdoor, cocktail in hand.Once inside, I could look out a side window in the kitchen, and I could see the neighbor boy, a friend of my son’s who had also graduated that summer. He was kneeling down behind the bushes, looking toward the pool, and - while I couldn’t see everything - it was obvious that he was masturbating.I was drunk enough - and lonely enough - that I immediately went out a side door, around the side of the house, where I could see behind the row of bushes. Sure enough, he had his gym shorts partially pulled down and he was jacking off!“You know it’s not polite to spy on people,” I said calmly.He froze, nervously pulling up his shorts, and stammered, “Oh god. I’m… I’m so sorry! I’ll never do it again.”“Don’t worry about it,” I said. “It’s a hot day, and I know how boys your age are… you know, when it’s hot out. Why don’t you come inside for a cold drink? You’re old enough to drink, aren’t you? Eighteen, like my son, right?”He stumbled to his feet and followed me back into the kitchen. I poured him a tumbler of Long Island Ice Tea, and after I handed it him, I just stood there in front of him, silent, starring him straight in the eyes. He blushed and shifted nervously on his feet.“You know, there’s nothing wrong with what you were doing there, outside. Other than spying on me, of course” I said. “It’s only natural. Guys your age think a lot about girls and women. About stuff like this” I said. With that, I slipped my bikini top off and let it drop to the floor. His face turned an even deeper shade of red.Wanting to put him out of his nervousness misery, I reached over and slid my hand down his shorts. I’d only caught a tiny glimpse of his cock when I found him masturbating outside, and I was pleasantly surprised with what my hand was discovering inside his shorts. He was a cute kid, in a little bit of a nerdy way, but he’d been on the swim team and he looked toned and nicely built for his age. His cock stiffened almost instantly when I ran my hand over it. Despite being fairly small in stature, it was clear that he was endowed more generously than I had expected.Dropping to my knees in front of him, I slide his shorts down around his ankles. I didn’t really know what to expect, but his cock was fully erect by then, and while not the biggest cock I’ve ever had, it was, without a doubt, the most beautiful. It was probably only about 6 inches long and not terribly thick, but it curved dramatically upwards, like a banana, and the head of his penis was absolutely enormous; it looked like a giant purple plum. His balls were also over sized, compared to both his size and size of the rest of his penis. I knew I was in for some fun. I could feel my pussy turn into a wet, pulsating mess, without even touching it. It was the first “new” cock I’d had since before I got married, and the youngest I’d had since high school.He still hadn’t said a word. To break the ice, I said, “You know, blow jobs are a lot better than masturbation.” With that I starting tonguing his balls and then licking up and down his rock hard shaft. I didn’t think it was possible, but I swear the huge head of his dick grew even bigger, or at least it seemed that way when it was two inches in front of my eyes.Slowly, I licked that engorged head of his dick, then gently slid it into my mouth. I wanted it to be the best blow job of his life, and I not only wanted to relish the experience for myself, but I wanted to suck it perfectly, as a way of sticking it to my shithead of a husband. My god, that young dick tasted so good, such a stark comparison to my husband’s withered old prick!I lost myself in sucking him, and after a few minutes I realized that at some point I’d started fingering myself, my hungry pussy having thoroughly whetted my bikini bottoms. I stroked my clit just right, and climaxed instantly, the first orgasm I’d had with a partner in many years.I wanted to feel the bulbous head of that young man’s cock push into my pussy so bad! I was just about to remove his cock from my mouth and suggest that we move into the bedroom for some fucking, when I noticed that his swollen balls had contracted upward in his scrotum. Looking up at him, his head was tilted backwards and he was breathing really hard. I could feel the head of his dick grown even bigger in my mouth.“I’m… I’m… I’m gonna…” He didn’t have finish the sentence, but he did, “…cum!” I was conflicted. I wanted him to fuck me so badly, but I also wanted him to enjoy himself and cum his brains out.Removing his dick from my mouth I said, “Oh yeah, baby! Let it cum! Cum on my face… cum in my mouth!” I threw my head back, opened my mouth as wide as I could, and then he and I together delivered the final strokes to his pulsating dick.I’ve only been with a few guys during my life, but I’ve seen my share of cum shots, and I can honestly say that I’ve never seen an eruption like that one! The first couple of shots flew right over me, splattering on the kitchen floor, where I would clean them up later. I then helped him with his aim, and the next couple of spurts streamed perfectly across my face, from my forehead and hair, all the way down to my chin. I felt like a porn star, and I hoped the vision on my cum-spattered face was burned into his memory forever. For a minute, I thought he’d never stop cumming! As the pulses of cum weakened, I once again slid his cock back in my mouth and gently sucked the last drops of cum out of that gorgeous head, making sure he knew how much I liked it.“Wow!” I said. “That was the biggest load I’ve ever seen!”“Sorry,” he stammered. “I didn’t mean to make such a big mess. It’s just that I’ve never had sex before with anyone, and I guess I had, well, a lot saved up.” Those words, and one final flick of my clit, made me orgasm again, right there, right then.(That was the beginning of the best summer of my life, even though it started out as the worst summer of my life. In September the divorce was final and I had to move out of that house, but in the meantime that young man from next door grew to become the best lover I’ve ever known. Maybe I’ll write more about it later, but right now I need to spend some quality time with my vibrator. I’m sure you understand.)

A divorce issued by any of the other 49 states (or the seven non-State U.S. jurisdictions) will be recognised by Colorado as a matter of “full faith and credit.” A divorce issued somewhere other than the United States might be recognised, but it’s not necessarily automatic.If both parties reside in Colorado, the divorce almost certainly needs to be filed there, as the chances of another state having jurisdiction are low.Apparently, the fastest way to get a divorce in Colorado is for both parties to join in the “dissolution petition” which seems to be what an action for divorce is called there. C.R.S. § 14-10-106. However, there’s still a three-month waiting period for the decree, and the statute contains no mention of divorce absolute without the waiting period after a period of separation (which is a common provision elsewhere).If one of the parties does not reside in Colorado and resides in some other state for the required period for that state to have jurisdiction, and that state has a quicker process available, it is possible that the entire process could be done in under 90 days, but there is quite an array of provisions relating to residency, jurisdiction, service of process, waiting periods, periods of separation, and the like and the question cannot really be answered without reference to the specific situation of the parties to this marriage.It’s worth mentioning that hiring an attorney may shave some time off even an uncontested divorce by lessening the risk that a paper will be filed in improper form. While defects in form may not be grounds for a court clerk to reject a paper, they are certainly grounds for a judge to refuse to sign a decree and thus can contribute to delays.It is also worth mentioning that divorce proceedings are only “fast,” even in places with no waiting period, when both parties agree on the relief sought and the respondent immediately comes in and files something agreeing with the relief sought. While it isn’t particularly difficult to get divorce by “default”, a divorce obtained that way will of necessity involve waiting some period of time that is provided by court rules relating to objections to pleadings. (Those delays would be a minimum of 40 days from date of service in Pennsylvania; conversely one divorce I had where both parties were keen on it and co-operated to sign all the required forms, I was able to file the divorce complaint, acceptance of service, affidavits, waivers, and praecipe all at once and I obtained the decree within a week.)You should be able to get a more precise answer by consulting a lawyer in Colorado and, assuming that one of you does not live in Colorado, a lawyer in the other place.