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By *eanfab OP Man
6 weeks ago
Sturbridge |
Best friends continued
true story
I never forgot that day finding those photographs but life goes on and we continue the friendship for another five or six years, however things changed nothing ever stays the same and because of my work commitments we saw less less of each other we moved away moving in separate directions and we lost contact for about two or three years until one day my wife got a phone call from Christine to say that Dave had passed away,it really shocked us because he was not very old at all. The funeral came and went and life went back to normal ,because the connection that we had regarding funerals I obtained Christine’s mobile number in the back of my head. I knew one day there was going to be contact between us. I just haven’t figured out how yet?
Now this might be a little bit boring compared to some stories, but because it’s true, I have to say it as it was I never contacted Christine, and another two years past until one Saturday afternoon myself and my wife were in the butchers getting some meat for a barbecue that weekend who should walk in but Christine the usual hellos and hugs a little catch up chat and we all went on our way. That night while sitting in the living room on my own I took my phone out of my pocket and sent Christine a text. It said simply “great to see you again. You haven’t changed you still look incredible if you need anything you know we’re always here.”
I received a reply the next morning it said “it was lovely to see you again too. I missed our friendship. Hope you’re keeping well. Love to see you soon. “
The ice was broken. Nothing was said that was nothing other than just nice friendship brand-new I wanted more. Those photographs came back into my head. I wanted to see it for real.
I sent a text back “if I’m passing you can make me one of your special coffees you were famous for” the reply came back. “I’m always here You’re welcome to pop in any time.”
I replied “I’m passing yours tomorrow morning? “ instant reply “looking forward to seeing you.”
As I pointed out in previous posts, I work in property maintains so I’m always driving around different areas five days a week. So not unusual for me to be driving past that particular area 1030 in the morning I pulled up outside her house and with a litte apprehension I knocked the door.
Christine, opened the door with a smile and a welcome, within five minutes, we were chatting like old times over a cup of coffee and then I said to her” Christine, I’ve got to be honest with you the amount of times we used to dance together and you used to turn me on but I couldn’t let you know” and that was true. She did you to turn me on but obviously I would never done anything about it. It was just horny thoughts, she giggled a little and omitted. She felt the same although we were always friends and nothing ever happened. There was always something there in the back of her mind thinking that i would make a pass at her. I was surprised and asked her. “Are you telling me you always wanted me to make a pass at you?” She slowly nodded her head and said nothing . I was now going to say something that would either break the relationship or send it to a new level “ do you remember the time I installed your bathroom? I have a confession to make.” Christine looked at me with a puzzled look “go on “she said “I went through your drawers. “I found photographs of you.” Christine‘s eyes lit up and she put her hands to her mouth. She then bent forward and put her head between the legs and said “oh my God, I am so embarrassed. I don’t believe it.” “I’m so sorry I’m so sorry “I said.
She then looked up at me and said “ so you’re telling me you have seen me naked you have seen me naked on the bed with my toys. You’ve seen the photograph Dave took of me?”
I nodded my head slowly biting my lip waiting for her to either hit the roof or burst out laughing ,” did they turn you on “she said
“ yes, you could say that you have no idea how frustrated I was for months afterwards”
I asked her has she kept the bathroom in mint condition the way I left it she stood up and asked me to come up stairs to take a look
We walked up the stairs I followed Christine looking up at her lovely bottom in her tight jeans not bad for a woman in her 50s, I was hard. The flirtation continued. The bathroom was the same but I pointed out that she changed the colour scheme in the bedroom. We walked into the bedroom together and we both sat at the end of her bed. I turned to her and said. “ I’ve always wondered what it would be like to stroke your breasts.” “ then why don’t you find out “
She stood up I remained seating on the bed she undone the buttons on her blouse. She undone the bottom of her jeans. She took the blouse off rrevealing a white bra. She removed her jeans, revealing white pants.
I don’t think I’d ever been so hard in my life I stood up we kissed. I placed my hand on her hips. She started to undo my zip within seconds. We’re both naked on the bed and we fucked like rabbits totally utterly smooth. Beautiful breasts we were dripping with sweat Hour and a half later we were sharing a cup of coffee in the kitchen. We met up at least twice a month for about two years, but in that time she was starting to have relationships with other guys and to be fair I was still married and she wasn’t so I couldn’t stand in her way Initially she got very serious with a guy and moved in with him and that was that, I have no idea where she is today and when I’m in the same area I often look at the butchers but as yet I’ve never bumped into her.
True story, great memories |
