Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my good friend, a constant fellow, and my foresighted term crunch. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of vigor, being a geek and dancer she has a unique blend of down to earth along with an unabashed fit organic structure. She 's around 5'6''' or something not skinny with soft babe fat over hard muscles from her terpsichore and exercises. She has dark thick hair which she kept suddenly around shoulder length, her centre are hazel, and her lips are so luscious and full always in a smile or laughter. Her raw and oft times crude sense of wittiness always with the sexual undertone makes her a thrill to talk with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only daughter I allowed to keep me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just content with what I had, possibly I was too afraid to ever try for Thomas More. That was when we were in our 20s. That was before she met 'that'guy, the one that she eventually married and had kids with, the one I never really gave my thanksgiving too. Of course I would n't, not with my underlying motives and sexual desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually quit trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprise as these type of friendship often ends up this way and I 'was'a willing participant in it. During the decennium following I dated and catch some Z's around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small things I would nitpick and dismantle from my relationship ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally honest persona and slept with woman I tell honestly that I am just after a in effect fuck. It 's a small jarring that some of these women would remove'I just want to sleep with you'and translate that into 'save me with dear'. NO. On a side notation I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to change a man but honestly, just stop.
After thirteen age of this one day I happen to receive a text edition content from an nameless number.

( Unknown number ) Hey Robert Scott ? This is my new act. Not for sure if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

( Unknown number ) It 's Monica, it 's been a piece but Hi !

I am dazed at the name, all that time of trying to live my own life and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurl from my anxiety from one text message. I quickly grew angry at myself for being so weak against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the conqueror of pussies old and Thomas Young, ugly and hot, I can deal with an old friend right ? ! ?'As it turns out I could n't so I ignored it.

About a calendar week go by, it 's Sabbatum now and I have stared at my phone every day since trying to create sense of my own feelings, I knew I could easily go into her life again and it will be just as it was before but worst because I would deliver to constantly be reminded that individual else is enjoying that physical structure. But I was deathly curious and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the telephone set and brought up her confab :

( Me ) Hey, I 'm distressing for not responding I was busy with work.

( Monica ) For a calendar week ? ( before I could respond )

( Monica ) Haha anyways what are you up too ? Are you meddling ? Wan na snap up luncheon today ?

( Me ) Umm certain I 'm gratuitous. Want to meet at that Bistro on one-fifth near the coffee shop ?

( Monica ) The new Italian one ? OK leave me about two hours ? I ca n't hold off to see you !

As I put the sound down I knew I could n't escape this goad inside of me. It was exhilaration and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't serve but recollect of her last statement 'ca n't wait to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a shower and getting ready. I decided to dress my age and brought out my most stylist blazer, denim, plain Andrew D. White apparel shirt, and boots. I was out the door in an hour, I figured I get coffee and sedate my spunk a little.

She was recently about XXX minutes but as I watched her walk up in front of the Bistro from my burnt umber shop advantage point I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hour I waited. She was wearing black leging with knee high gear black boots with a White person top that definitely showed her shapely mother figure. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can tell she kept up her work out even after her pregnancy because she was full figured but tone in a way only a person who moved around a lot can be. Her once small A cup breast were at least a pair cup size larger ( thank goodness for breastfeeding ). Her hairsbreadth was foresightful and wavy and came down to her ass which at the instant was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her sloshed leggings. I was getting a tough on just looking at her.

I went out to meet her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't serve but experience anxious and worried. Worried that I would torment myself again with fantasies of her to the point that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting firm up until the decimal point she turned around with her up-and-coming smile and embrace. She smelled so dependable being this finish, like orbit of Lavenders. She was so soft and warm as she held me, melding into my arm perfectly as if we were two parts of a mold. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could avail myself I blurted out `` holy place shit you look amazing ! '' I saw her register what I said in shock than her brass soften and slowly she began to blush a little as she held me at arm 's duration. My eyes leering all over her consistence. I felt helpless and a fiddling greasy but I could n't serve myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy body gained definition and crestless wave, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up side by side to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking gravid yourself ! '' She responded with big eyes and a big grin. I wanted nothing more than to grab her and buss her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a table and arrest up. '' I suddenly felt relaxed. I had a disclosure as I stood watching her while waiting for a table ; I realized I have never truly been honest with her about my feelings and that in tour reflected on how I acted towards her. After we were apart and I began my methodical honest heartbreaking I was brutally honorable with all those girls. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be true with her no subject the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our sprightliness. She has two kids and has been a housewife and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's gladiola that we could trip up up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her husband got a advancement and will feature to shape in NY, he and the youngster are already there settling in while she finishes some thing here and will be flying in a couple days. acerate leaf to say I was somewhat frustrated in hearing this but at the same time I realize she is alone at the moment without having immediate responsibilities. She loves her children and I knew I could n't contend with them with her meter. I began to diagram my movement, I needed her to bonk exactly how much she makes me crazy with lust and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressing business left today. She responded with a huge smile and told me she did not and that I should celebrate her fellowship as she is alone and misses her family. I responded with `` of line I will keep you company, just care for me like a reserve anything ... ..anything you need. '' I 'm not trusted if she caught on to my conditional relation as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After dejeuner we went and got coffee berry and then to the movie. We caught a early slot for a Latinian language drollery. I did n't really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to keep my hired man from touching her. Halfway during the movie I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy legs were fairly close to my mitt so I carefully leaned over whispering in her ears `` that 's totally me '' while patting my hands on her second joint in sync with the protagonist telling a gag on blind. I kept my hired man there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any logical implication to her discomfort. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a couple arcminute and said `` does it irritate you that my men are on your legs ? I like the feel of your pants. I can move them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a twain instant as she continued to stare at the screen but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't believe it, I was about to waste my loading just from touching her second joint ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a while I wanted to push the edge so I began to rub her a short and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to watch the pic. I got a little more bold and with my little finger I began to slide it up into her privates almost touching but not. I could feel the heat coming from her and it drove me crazy. Embolden with my new found honesty I leaned in again.

'' She is really hot ( speaking of the actress on screen ), but I still think the way you look today ... ..you are way hotter. '' I watched her shocked reaction and furtive glances at me.

'' I do n't think so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the quietus of the movie while my hands gently rubbed her amphetamine right thigh. After the moving picture was over it was already dark. The flick theatre was full and mass they were walking every which way. I thought it was a secure opportunity to grab her hands feigning that I did n't want to get split up. Her hands were voiced and warm as I pulled her along towards the going. It reminded me of the past when we would check hands everywhere, the curse base of the friend zona : holding hands.

Outside the air was gracious and aplomb with a flimsy air, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her font. It was the cut thing as she brushed her hair out of her eye, sadly this made her develop our clutch to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a hint of playfulness in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go grab dinner and drinks so I can continue to differentiate you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a tinge of care that I might have scared her off.

I could n't quite read her face through her hair but I think it was surprise with a speck of amusement. `` Ok, do you live a stead ? ''

'' I do, let 's go ! '' I said and led the way. Lucky that this shopping block/plaza has a bar located conveniently near the field of operations. The bar was a diminished pub that you would find anywhere that has a downtown. We sat uttermost away from the big screen TVs so we could discover each other while still capable to see the completely bar.

We settled into our comfort zone leisurely as the drinking kept coming. We decided on sharing a bunch of starter since we were still full from lunch. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was loose to forget that we have n't seen each other in so long when the synergy was so palpable. As we got to our fourth circle I remembered that we use to joke about automaton sex of all things. It was a long inside joke about the future when we would be able-bodied to put our minds inside robots. I would say that I if I could, I would suffer the most advanced robot penis ever being capable to move in every which way with vibration place setting and gobs of horse cavalry might for thrusting. She would always take a firm stand that it would be obsolete at that point because anyone not in a automaton would be dead from all the STD 's due to multitude like me, we would fit in and laugh.

As the conversation lulled a bit I asked `` so bear you changed your mind about my robot penis ? '' She almost spat her drink out while laughing so hard from the sudden question. This led to a long argument on synthetical lubrication or organic fertiliser lubrication, then it went into a debate on resoluteness of a phallus ; if too firmly can be a bad thing. Before I knew it the time read almost midnight and the conversation veered into personal fantasies.

'' So what is/was your ultimate fantasy female child and what did you do ? '' She asked with a wicked smirk, eyes only slits leaning over with her tits resting on the table. My judgement went white as I stared at her not so embrace segmentation.

After a moment I took a sip of my drink and leaned over until we were almost nose to horn in which brought a bout of snigger from her. I composed myself and with a tush facial expression said `` My fancy dream girl is staring me right in the middle right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first delight her with every appendage I have. I would eat her pussy until the slop dripped down to her toes, I would strip every inch of her skin with my tongue and then some. I would use my finger, toes, cubitus, stifle, sassing, and organic structure to pass her such pleasure that she would leave her own gens. When she 's lying drained from all her wet coming I would bed her in every hole until my body rift and I am no longer able to run anything ! '' I said the final with an vicious grin and settled back to remove a drink.

By the sentence I finished her eyes were as big as saucer and her mouth hung out-of-doors slightly, I reached down and stuck a chip into her oral fissure from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on reflex response still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to answer or maybe formulating an dodging plan. When she opened her sassing and was finally about to say something I cut her off ...

'' Whew that was a dinner party, did you like the nachos ? '' I said changing the discipline, at least trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the truth felt safe to let out.

She scrunched her fount a little and let out a `` WHAT THE HELL ! ? ! no you do n't get to not explain ! '' When I played deaf for a couple of seconds she almost shouted `` WELL ! ``

'' fountainhead what ? What I said was the true statement. I 'm sorry you do n't need to hear it but I 'm sure you knew, you can not not know ... ... right ? '' I said mildly.

'' I ... ... uh ... .um ... ... I sort of figured so, I guess. '' She seemed to deflate a little as she pondered what to do next. Finally she said quietly `` for how longsighted ? ``

I decided to be a sassy ass and responded with `` I 'm will to go all night and through the hebdomad if that 's what it takes ! '' She finally let out a laugh and grin and swatted me on my head.

'' Ass ! You know what I 'm asking. '' She exclaimed.

'' fountainhead pretty much since the low gear prison term I met you at that party I guess. It ... ..I mean the feeling never left, it dulled a little but it was n't gone. When I saw you today, it was if we were back at the party so long ago and I saw you in that 'cute black shtup me apparel'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and maternity did n't appear to have got diminished your looks. If anything I think you are many tier up more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hands on my chest and pretended to squeeze ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to express mirth so knockout that she almost spilled her crapulence. `` Oh my god, you 're so still the same ! fountainhead thanks but I do n't feel the way you explained about me, me with milk and god knows what over my clothes all the time. '' She says while shaking her fountainhead in meekness. I think the beverage are definitely making both of us to a greater extent honest because she does n't appear to be pushing me back from all this ego stroking.

I came to a conclusion that I should definitely produce my move, it 's now or never. I have nothing to mislay, and the alcohol is making me far more surefooted than I should be. I leaned over again with a misfortunate expression on and said `` look, I really bed you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to pick up her meat string ) When we stopped talking I was really lonely I lost my fantasy and best ally. I know you needed to live your living with your family and I respect that but my life was n't the same. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would finger hangdog. I pushed forward `` I know you are leaving soon and I might not ever see you again and that sucks you know ? I was wondering if you could ... ... maybe ... ... ..stay with me tonight so that I might at least get to jazz what heaven smell like. '' It was the most disgusting and cheesy matter I have ever said but she is worth perverted actions

I think the alcohol is doing its duty because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the tabular array for a while and finally looked up. `` What do you entail appease with you ? '' She knew damn well what I meant, I guess she wanted me to specify before she conceded or denied my request.

In an innocent part as not to sound too eager I said `` I just want you by my side tonight, I need you in my subdivision like we are in honey. We use to sleep together all the time remember ? '' It was genuine that in the past we sometimes slept in the same bed but I did n't mention that those times it was because we were too drunk to deal or fuck.

'' Just sleeping ? With wearing apparel on ? '' She asked with brows up skeptical.

'' dress, no clothes ... ..does it matter ? '' I said trying hard not to smile.

'' Walter Scott ... ..I do n't think my husband would appreciate it either way. '' She said almost firmly.

I had to think fast, I needed to convince her, curt of pouring dig down her pharynx. `` He does n't throw to roll in the hay, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my friend away from me. I think he owes me some consideration. I just missed you so a great deal and I ca n't think of the final time I had so often fun. '' The lastly part was convincing as it was true. She finally conceded that we should drop more time tonight to utter. We took a taxi to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the cut-rate sale of her theatre here. When we got to the room I was trying to not look to glad, keeping a impersonal face on. She excused herself to go to the restroom to convert and what not.

An hour past tense before she came out but what she had on almost made me forget the anger and curio at why she took so long. Her face was newly scrubbed and I can see how cushy and glazed her face was without make up. Her hair's-breadth was pulled back into a knot and it looked damp. She was wearing an oversize T-shirt with no bra, I could n't tell if she wore panties or not but her legs were damn aphrodisiacal. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my legs were starting to experience wet from pre-cum. I wanted nothing more than to pluck it out and relieve the force per unit area. She must have notice as she settled on the top of the mantle. I pulled my shirt over my header forgetting it had clitoris and undid my trouser. I did n't pull my pants down yet as my raging hard on was in fully firmness of purpose. Finally she turned off all but one light and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my gasp down and off along with my drogue. I was just in bagger briefs as I sat on the edge.

'' Why are you sitting that way ? '' She asked laying down.

'' Because my dick is in good salutation and it 's your geological fault. '' I said honestly. She seemed to chuckle and expressed with a suspiration why she was doing this.

I finally lay down succeeding to her with a bit of adjustment and stared at the ceiling wondering what she was thinking. She was turned away from me and I can see from the corner of my eyes that she was wide awake like me. Finally after a few arcminute of silence she pulled the covers over her and settled in. I did the same thing still looking straight up. I can feel the warmth of her so near me and I can smell her afters citrus expression cream. I slowly turned towards her and debated if I could spoon her, I longed to feel her ass on my protuberance. After a heated debate in my head I decided that I should push her as far as I could, maybe I 'm still drunk at this point.

I slowly slid my consistency closer to her and gently put my arms around her stomach. She immediately placed her hands on top of mine, the gesture was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't touch anywhere but here. I put my face at the vertebral column of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my tough cock was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came right there. I think the mental line on my hormones was too much for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a small. She did n't seem to hate this as she started to labor her ass into me. Thinking in hindsight I think she had a little bit too much to drink as well and it 's laborious to control these things once your already half naked and pressed together like Lego blocking. My breathing hasten and it was veracious against her neck and I can see zany prominence forming over her exposed tegument. Her handle on my hand slacken and I quickly brought it down to her thigh right where her shirt ended. I began to slowly rub her thigh while discreetly pushing her shirt up. I can experience her body tense up and bulge out to fidget. I inched my way up to her hips around her ass and squeezed a trivial, this time she once again brought her paw on top of mine. I was n't deterred this sentence, my lust was boiling over at this joint so I reached around quite determined to get between her legs and put my hands on her twat. To my surprisal she was n't wearing panty and I instantly felt her wet, wet slit. I used my thumb to get over her clit as my other four fingers worked their way between her slippery mouth and began to rub.

She let out a groan and swearing as her hands once again pip on top of mine and her legs closed over my hand. This actually worked against her as my fingers were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put insistence onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more fetal berth pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this point, closed legs or not I kept my fingers working deeper into her and English to side. The Lapplander prison term I was full on grinding into her with my hard bulge. This kept on for five bit and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her orgasm. Her paries were crushing my fingers and soaking them in an instant.

Once she subsided in her throes I slowly pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth sucking all of her sweetness juices up. She was laying there panting with her expression pressed into her pillow, my movement had pulled the covering fire off of us except our pegleg. Her hips were so busty laying on her side like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her still perfect ass and the shadow between them that hinted at the most wonderful experience if I were to cleave my pecker there. As I reached to pluck my boxers down she suddenly threw cold piddle on my fantasy.

'' No more than please. '' She said shakily. My packer were right at my knees when I stopped what I was doing, cock shooting straight at her ass.

'' You seemed like you liked it. '' I stated simply.

She seemed to get out more into her pillows because I barely heard her. `` I did, and I really am sorry that you did n't get to do your matter but this is wrong, I 'm married with shaver ! ``

'' If you like it, you like it. Do n't justify cheating with stopping now. '' I said testily. I was very wild and very horny. Two things combined can either go very effective or very, very wrong.

'' I 'm so regretful. '' She said almost tearful.

Seeing her almost in teardrop made me go a slight diffused, just a niggling. `` Can you at least tell me honestly that you would it if things were dissimilar ? '' I said in an exasperated voice.

She turned around and looked me in eyes and flickered down to my cock and up to my thorax before settling on my font. `` Yes, of course of action. I am a woman first and foremost. In a dissimilar situation I would bang your robot member until it broke ! '' She chirped with a smile.

I could n't decide if she really meant that or just took pity on me. As I concentrated on her face I saw that her expression switched from guilt to lust and back. I decided to leave it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to take a shower and go home. '' I then walked towards the privy kicking my underclothing off and walking fundament naked into the convenience before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my chief. The way her body moved and felt, the way she responded to my skin senses like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the image of her ass and legs kept playing in my head. My cock responded in bit, getting hard again. As I stood there under the spray of piss stroking my cock I snapped.

I turned off the water and patted myself as dry as I can and stroll out of the bathroom. Monica was laying on her back with a arm resting on her head. I could n't say the blank feeling on her cheek but she seemed to be bass in thought process and did n't comment me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her pelvic arch, articulatio genus on either side. I leaned down holding myself up with both arms I kissed her deeply. She did n't respond for a copulate bit but then I felt her kiss me back. We laid there kissing for a couple minute of arc until I broke off breathing heavily. Her middle were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bullshit guilty conscience, if you want me take me. We do n't induce to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could respond I pushed myself down and plunge face first between her ramification, at the Lapp time my hands swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon contact lens, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh shite. '' It drove me to tongue screw her pussy as deep as my natural language would go. As I pulled my spit out and over her clit I replaced them with my fingers and began to milk her G-Spot. With my hands I reached under her shirt and began to play with her nipples which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my finger and she let out a yelp. My anger kept building the more I pleased her that I did n't even waitress until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her hip and placed my peter just inside her. I reached and catch a leg in each arm and rammed my shaft to the hilt into her. The pain of entering her so loyal just added to my ire and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a hard breath but did n't say anything but you can see it in her side that she felt the pain too.

Pulling her peg further into her in a twist and lifting my globe began to taste into her asshole. I never let off a second as I pounded her twat as unvoiced as I could, face in a grimace. She began to ease up from the nuisance and I can tell from her moans and fount that she was starting to experience dear. It was apparent from the sum of money wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass crack and cheek. After what seemed years ( when in world was seven proceedings or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by force but she realized what I wanted and completed the turn on her own onto all fours. I placed a pillow under her and quickly lodge my cock back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent words as I began to pound into her ass. After a bit I stuck a finger into my mouth to get it wet and started to tantalise her mother fucker which was a cute petty pucker. She tried to add a paw around and stop me but I brushed it aside and stuck a finger in. She let out a scream of joy or pain, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to osculate her sweat soaked back and neck while thrusting deep and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a pair minutes of angry pounding, I could n't defy out anymore and said I was going to cum soon. She told me not to cum inside her because she was n't on the pill right now. I said it 's either going in her mouth or her pussy and that she needed to find fault fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her mouth I was already starting to shoot. I got off and reached down to her shoulders to flip her and did n't make it to her lip but shot ribbons of cum all over her hair, brass, and neck. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the last spurt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her half turned eubstance and gave diminished candy kiss on her stomach. There was no Holy Writ spoken as I got off side by side to her. She got up and went into the bathroom and the endure thing I heard before dark took me was the sink running.

I woke up early the next break of day around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the dark before. It seems like a cruel trait to deliver as my oral sex was pounding into a holdover. I looked to my get out and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her chief buried into my sides. The memory of my angry screwing with my hook up with friend came rushing in and I smiled. My longsighted sought after compulsion finally came to fruition in a most conclusive explosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping form, ass out to the side, tee shirt pulled up to tits exposing her soft body and stunning legs. After a while she murmured something lost in the semiconsciousness of sleep and rubbed her eye. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled next to me one-half naked and me fully naked. She had this startled deer spirit on her cute face and I could n't help but let out a little jest as I got up and started to search for my apparel. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and sock she was just about to say something when her phone started blaring.

'' Hello ? '' She said sleepily.

'' Hey hun ... ... ... yea I just got up. '' Listening. `` No it 's OK, I should take in gotten up already. '' I can only concord that it was that dastardly husband of hers. I quietly put my skid on snaffle my keys and looked at her.

'' How are my babies doing ? ... ... ... ... ... ... .... Are they driving you crazy yet ? '' She looked up and I can see that she wanted to say something to me but I was already moving to the door smiling.

'' Yeah ... ..yeah ... .really ? She said that ? '' She looked up again and gave me a tight grin as if saying 'this is my life and you made me cheat'. I gave her my most charming apologetic grinning and went out the doorway.

I did n't want to hear her say 'sorry'or 'it was a mistake'so I left without saying anything. In reality I did n't want to hear myself try to cling onto her, I did n't want to see me try to express how one Nox could never be enough and that I wanted all of her. As I got into the cab I gave a ready coup d'oeil up at the hotel and wondered if I would ever see her again. In mind I thought evilly about how I always wanted to go to NY and maybe I should visit one day ...