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By *b081 OP Man
2 weeks ago
Bristol |
Or so I thought.
A few years later I get a text from her. It read something like "Hi, think I saw you today, must catch up". By this time I still enjoyed the memories of her, had a few wanks over it, you know, but I had moved on. A few flings, a longer relationship or two, the usual.
I was stronger and more mature, less likely to be controlled which I was quite obviously being before. So I decided to ignore it.
It must have been two weeks later, ping and it's her again. "Sorry, got a little carried away before, no hard feelings."
Fine I thought, was about to reply, but then another ping. "But seeing you brought back the memories of those fun few months. It really would be great to catch up."
Now I did reply, as I'm thinking I can get a good fuck out of this. "Hi, nice to hear from you. Definitely no hard feelings they were great times. Happy to meet up for a chat over a drink, but what about your ex husband."
An almost immediate reply, "we married again and don't worry about him. I'm free tonight if you fancy it."
I certainly did fancy it. We arranged a time and place. Seemed a long time hanging around but eventually I made my way to where we agreed. Unlike our first meeting, I actually bumped into her on the way in. We had a little hug and kiss on the cheek thing. We spoke for a good while, without mentioning any sex at all.
It was nice to catch up, but I thought I agreed to meet for a good time. The pleasantries are getting boring. I switched it up and dropped into the conversation something complimentary about her tits.
It was the end of the summer, still warm. She was wearing a longish skirt, tight around her ass, and a low cut black top, showing cleavage. I could tell she had her favourite lacy bra on as this top was tight. I wondered if she had matching panties.
She chuckled at the tits thing and excused herself to the bathroom. Was this an invite? I thought it's too soon so waited patiently. She came back, walking in a way to make sure other men took a peek. We were sat at a table for three, opposite each other. She sat back down next to me instead when she returned. Her hand made its way onto my cock and she whispered in my ear, "I thought you might follow."
I whispered back, "I thought about it but this needs to be done right."
We got the bill and walked back to my place in a hurry. Luckily at the time I lived close to this place, main reason I suggested it. We could barely get through the door before things were coming off!
She did have the lacy bra. I rode the skirt up to she matching panties with stockings and suspenders. I had to eat that pussy but she also wanted my cock. We went at it many times all night. It was like we never stopped. She squirted, I shot my load, she was vocal, I was dirty, it was hot.
We woke up early and carried on, she told me to bend her over and go in both holes one after the other. It's so good and she loved it.
We had a little breakfast before she had to go. I did have to leave her one final load as she went to the front door. Pulled that skirt up again and slipped in my hard cock in her up against the wall.
Then she was gone. After this we haven't seen each other again. We do message from time to time, but she is happy in her life, me in mine (maybe, well read profile). And that's all fine with me.
Hi J if you are on here x |
