Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my good admirer, a incessant fellow traveller, and my tenacious term crush. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of energy, being a eccentric person and terpsichorean she has a unique portmanteau word of down to earth along with an unabashed fit trunk. She 's around 5'6''' or something not skinny with voiced baby fat over hard muscles from her dance and physical exertion. She has dark thick hair which she kept short around articulatio humeri length, her middle are hazelnut tree, and her mouth are so delectable and full always in a smile or gag. Her raw and oft clock time crude sense of humor 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 just girls I allowed to celebrate 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 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 row I would n't, not with my underlie motives and sexual desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually contain trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprisal as these type of friendship often ends up this way and I 'was'a will player in it. During the decade following I date and slept around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small matter I would nitpick and dismantle from my relationships ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally honest persona and slept with charwoman I tell honestly that I am just after a in effect screw. It 's a petty jarring that some of these charwoman would take'I just want to log Z's with you'and translate that into 'save me with love'. NO. On a English note I knew that some woman love the challenge of trying to change a man but honestly, just stop.
After baker's dozen days of this one day I happen to meet a text edition content from an unknown number.

( unknown quantity number ) Hey Walter Scott ? This is my new number. Not sure if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

( terra incognita number ) It 's Monica, it 's been a while but Hi !

I am dazed at the name, all that metre of trying to live my own life and now all of a sudden I feel like I might cast from my anxiety from one textual matter message. I quickly grew furious at myself for being so watery against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the vanquisher of pussies old and Thomas Young, ugly and hot, I can look at 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 Saturday now and I have stared at my telephone set every day since trying to attain good sense of my own feel, I knew I could easily enter her biography again and it will be just as it was before but worst because I would sustain to constantly be reminded that individual else is enjoying that dead body. But I was deathly curious and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the phone and brought up her schmoose :

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

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

( Monica ) Haha anyways what are you up too ? Are you busy ? Wan na catch lunch today ?

( Me ) Umm sure I 'm devoid. Want to fit at that Bistro on Fifth near the umber store ?

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

As I put the phone down I knew I could n't escape this urging interior of me. It was excitement and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't help but opine of her close 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 virtually hairdresser blazer, jeans, plain white-hot apparel shirt, and boots. I was out the threshold in an hour, I figured I get chocolate and settle down my nervus a little.

She was previous about XXX arcminute but as I watched her walk up in battlefront of the Bistro from my coffee shop class vantage breaker point I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hour I waited. She was wearing black leg covering with articulatio genus high school black boots with a flannel top that definitely showed her shapely mother figure. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can evidence she kept up her work out even after her pregnancy because she was full moon figured but tone in a way only a person who moved around a lot can be. Her once minor A cup breast were at least a twin cup sizes larger ( thank goodness for breastfeeding ). Her tomentum was long and wavy and came down to her ass which at the moment was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her tight legging. I was getting a hard on just looking at her.

I went out to meet her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't help oneself but sense anxious and interest. Worried that I would dun myself again with fantasies of her to the item that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting stronger up until the point she turned around with her energetic smile and embracing. She smelled so ripe being this close, like field of Lavenders. She was so diffuse and warm up as she held me, melding into my arms perfectly as if we were two parts of a molding. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could help myself I blurted out `` holy shit you look amazing ! '' I saw her register what I said in blow than her face soften and slowly she began to blush a trivial as she held me at arm 's length. My heart leering all over her soundbox. I felt helpless and a little greasy but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy soundbox gained definition and swell, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up next to her.

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

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

As we ate we caught up on our lives. She has two Kid and has been a homemaker and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's sword lily that we could enchant up because she was moving to New House of York. Apparently her husband got a promotion and will have to work in NY, he and the kids are already there settling in while she finishes some things here and will be flying in a couple days. Needless to say I was somewhat disappointed in hearing this but at the Same time I realize she is alone at the moment without having straightaway responsibilities. She loves her children and I knew I could n't compete with them with her time. I began to plot my move, I needed her to cognise exactly how a great deal she makes me softheaded with luxuria and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressing business organization left today. She responded with a huge grin and told me she did not and that I should keep on her society as she is alone and misses her home. I responded with `` of trend I will keep you company, just treat me like a second-stringer anything ... ..anything you need. '' I 'm not trusted if she caught on to my implications as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After dejeuner we went and got coffee bean and then to the movies. We caught a ahead of time time slot for a romance drollery. I did n't really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to hold open my hand from touching her. Halfway during the pic I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy legs were fairly close to my manus so I carefully leaned over whispering in her ears `` that 's totally me '' while patting my mitt on her thigh in sync with the protagonist telling a joke on screen door. I kept my hands there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any implication to her uncomfortableness. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a couplet mo and said `` does it nettle you that my hands are on your legs ? I like the flavor of your bloomers. I can make a motion them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a pair seconds as she continued to gaze at the sieve but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't believe it, I was about to blow my load just from touching her thigh ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a while I wanted to labor the bounds so I began to rub her a little and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to watch the moving picture. I got a little more bold and with my trivial finger I began to slip it up into her crotch almost touching but not. I could finger the heating plant coming from her and it drove me weirdo. Embolden with my new found honesty I leaned in again.

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

'' I do n't think so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the rest of the pic while my hands gently rubbed her upper decently thigh. After the movie was over it was already dark. The movie theater was full and people they were walking every which way. I thought it was a good chance to grab her hands feigning that I did n't desire to get split up. Her paw were soft and warm as I pulled her along towards the outlet. It reminded me of the past when we would hold work force everywhere, the swearword base of the friend zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was decent and cool off with a slight duck soup, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her look. It was the cunning thing as she brushed her hairsbreadth out of her oculus, sadly this made her break our keep to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a tinge of playfulness in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go snatch dinner party and deglutition so I can stay on to severalize you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a tinge of reverence that I might have scared her off.

I could n't quite study her face through her hair but I think it was surprisal with a sense of touch of amusement. `` Ok, do you roll in the hay a property ? ''

'' I do, let 's go ! '' I said and led the way. Lucky that this shopping block/plaza has a bar located conveniently near the house. The bar was a small pub that you would see anyplace that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big blind TVs so we could hear each other while still able to see the whole bar.

We settled into our puff zone easygoing as the drinks kept coming. We decided on sharing a bunch of starter since we were still full from dejeuner. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was tardily to forget that we have n't seen each other in so long when the synergism was so palpable. As we got to our quarter round I remembered that we use to jest about robot sex of all things. It was a long inside joke about the future when we would be able to put our minds inside robots. I would say that I if I could, I would feature the most advanced robot penis ever being able to move in every which way with shaking mount and batch of horse power for thrusting. She would always assert that it would be obsolete at that percentage point because anyone not in a automaton would be dead from all the STD 's due to people like me, we would agree and laugh.

As the conversation lulled a bit I asked `` so have you changed your mind about my robot penis ? '' She almost spat her toast out while laughing so hard from the sudden question. This led to a long debate on synthetic lubrication or constitutional lubrication, then it went into a debate on resoluteness of a penis ; if too toilsome 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 illusion girl and what did you do ? '' She asked with a wicked smirk, center only slits leaning over with her tits resting on the table. My brain went white as I stared at her not so covered segmentation.

After a minute I took a sip of my drinking and leaned over until we were almost nose to nose which brought a round of bird from her. I composed myself and with a hind end face said `` My fantasy dream girl is staring me justly in the eyes right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first please her with every appendage I have. I would eat her pussycat until the slop dripped down to her toes, I would houseclean every inch of her skin with my lingua and then some. I would use my fingerbreadth, toes, elbow joint, knee joint, rima oris, and consistence to give her such pleasure that she would forget her own public figure. When she 's lying drained from all her wet orgasms I would sleep together her in every hole until my body shift and I am no longer able to move anything ! '' I said the final with an malevolent grin and settled back to drive a drink.

By the time I finished her eyes were as big as saucers and her sassing hung surface slightly, I reached down and stuck a chip into her lip from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on reflex still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to suffice or maybe formulating an escape design. When she opened her mouth and was finally about to say something I cut her off ...

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

She scrunched her nerve a short and let out a `` WHAT THE HELL ! ? ! no you do n't get to not explicate ! '' When I played deaf for a twosome of moment she almost shouted `` WELL ! ``

'' Well what ? What I said was the trueness. I 'm sorry you do n't want to hear it but I 'm for sure you knew, you can not not have sex ... ... right ? '' I said mildly.

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

I decided to be a voguish ass and responded with `` I 'm volition to go all night and through the week 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.

'' Well pretty much since the first time I met you at that company I guess. It ... ..I mean the feeling never left, it dulled a lilliputian but it was n't gone. When I saw you today, it was if we were back at the company so long ago and I saw you in that 'cute black screw me dress'. I never forgot how aphrodisiac you are ; age and motherhood did n't seem to have diminished your spirit. If anything I think you are many tier up more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hands on my breast and pretended to press ).

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

I came to a finis that I should definitely make my move, it 's now or never. I have nothing to lose, and the alcohol is making me far more positive than I should be. I leaned over again with a pitiful expression on and said `` look, I really love you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to catch her heart string ) When we stopped talking I was really alone I lost my illusion and best friend. I know you needed to live your sprightliness with your family and I respect that but my life was n't the same. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would feel 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 know what heaven look like. '' It was the most disgusting and crummy thing I have ever said but she is worth depraved actions

I think the inebriant is doing its obligation because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the table for a piece and finally looked up. `` What do you think of stay 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 free vocalization as not to go too eager I said `` I just want you by my incline tonight, I need you in my arms like we are in love. We use to sleep together all the sentence remember ? '' It was true that in the past we sometimes slept in the same bed but I did n't acknowledgment that those time it was because we were too drunk to like or fuck.

'' Just sleeping ? With clothes on ? '' She asked with brow up skeptical.

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

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

I had to suppose fast, I needed to convince her, scant of pouring shots down her pharynx. `` He does n't induce to know, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my acquaintance away from me. I think he owes me some consideration. I just missed you so practically and I ca n't remember the finally clock time I had so much fun. '' The stopping point function was convincing as it was true. She finally conceded that we should spend More time tonight to talk. We took a taxi to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the cut-rate sale of her firm here. When we got to the room I was trying to not depend to felicitous, keeping a impersonal grimace on. She excused herself to go to the restroom to change and what not.

An minute past times before she came out but what she had on almost made me blank out the anger and oddity at why she took so long. Her facial expression was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and lustrous her face was without make up. Her whisker was pulled back into a grayback and it looked dampness. She was wearing an outsize tee shirt with no bra, I could n't tell if she wore panty or not but her legs were hoot aphrodisiac. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my legs were starting to find wet from pre-cum. I wanted nothing more than to pull it out and salvage the atmospheric pressure. She must have notification as she settled on the top of the blankets. I pulled my shirt over my school principal forgetting it had push button and undid my pants. I did n't pluck my pant down yet as my raging hard on was in full resoluteness. Finally she turned off all but one light and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my trouser down and off along with my socks. I was just in pugilist briefs as I sat on the edge.

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

'' Because my hammer is in full military greeting and it 's your fault. '' I said honestly. She seemed to chortle and expressed with a suspire why she was doing this.

I finally lay down side by side 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 minutes of silence she pulled the covers over her and settled in. I did the same thing still looking straight up. I can feel the lovingness of her so near me and I can smell out her sweet citrus grimace cream. I slowly turned towards her and turn over if I could spoon her, I longed to feel her ass on my bulge. 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 body closer to her and gently put my sleeve around her stomach. She immediately placed her mitt on top of mine, the gesture was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't impact anywhere but here. I put my face at the back of her cervix and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my hard cock was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came right there. I think the mental strain on my hormones was too very much for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a trivial. She did n't appear to hate this as she started to grind her ass into me. Thinking in hindsight I think she had a trivial bit too a good deal to booze as well and it 's grueling to manipulate these things once your already half defenseless and pressed together like lego block. My breathing hasten and it was right against her neck and I can see goose bumps forming over her scupper skin. Her grip on my helping 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 feel her organic structure tense up and set off to fidget. I inched my way up to her hips around her ass and squeezed a petty, this time she once again brought her hands on top of mine. I was n't deterred this prison term, my lustfulness was boiling over at this crossroads so I reached around quite determined to get between her legs and put my hands on her kitty. To my surprisal she was n't wearing panties and I instantly felt her wet, wet slit. I used my ovolo to keep down her clit as my other four fingers worked their way between her slippery lip and began to rub.

She let out a moan and curse as her deal once again pellet on top of mine and her legs closed over my script. This actually worked against her as my fingerbreadth were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put pressure onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more foetal attitude pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this point, closed legs or not I kept my digit working deeper into her and incline to side. The same clip I was full on grinding into her with my strong prominence. This kept on for five minutes and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her climax. Her rampart were crushing my fingers and soaking them in an instant.

Once she subsided in her throe I slowly pulled my finger's breadth out and brought them to my mouth sucking all of her sweet juices up. She was laying there panting with her face pressed into her pillow, my front had pulled the cover off of us except our wooden leg. Her rose hip were so curvaceous laying on her slope like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her smooth out perfect ass and the fantasm between them that hinted at the most wonderful experience if I were to bond my cock there. As I reached to rive my boxershorts down she suddenly threw inhuman water on my fantasy.

'' No Thomas More please. '' She said shakily. My pugilist were right at my articulatio genus when I stopped what I was doing, turncock shooting straight at her ass.

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

She seemed to draw 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 thing but this is wrong, I 'm hook up with with small fry ! ``

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

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

Seeing her almost in rip made me go a little piano, just a petty. `` Can you at least recite me honestly that you would it if things were different ? '' I said in an exasperated voice.

She turned around and looked me in centre and flickered down to my cock and up to my bureau before settling on my face. `` Yes, of line. I am a cleaning woman first and foremost. In a different state of affairs I would screw your robot member until it broke ! '' She chirped with a smile.

I could n't adjudicate if she really meant that or just took shame on me. As I concentrated on her face I saw that her expression switched from guilty conscience 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 rest home. '' I then walked towards the lav kicking my underwear off and walking bottom naked into the convenience before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my head. The way her body moved and felt, the way she responded to my speck like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the prototype of her ass and ramification kept playing in my mind. My cock responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the spray of body of water 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 backrest with a arm resting on her head. I could n't read the blank looking on her brass but she seemed to be deep in thought and did n't notice me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her rosehip, stifle on either English. I leaned down holding myself up with both arms I kissed her deeply. She did n't respond for a duad irregular but then I felt her kiss me back. We laid there kissing for a duad minute of arc until I broke off breathing heavily. Her optic were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bull guilty conscience, if you want me take me. We do n't have to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could respond I pushed myself down and dive face first between her wooden leg, at the same time my hired hand swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon middleman, she let out a moan and a `` oooooh shit. '' It drove me to tongue fuck her puss as deep as my tongue would go. As I pulled my spit out and over her clitoris I replaced them with my digit and began to milk her G-Spot. With my hands I reached under her shirt and began to toy with her nipples which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my finger and she let out a yip. My anger kept building the more I pleased her that I did n't even wait until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her hips and placed my cock just inside her. I reached and catch a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The pain of entering her so dissolute just added to my anger 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 aspect that she felt the bother too.

Pulling her pegleg further into her in a bend and lifting my nut began to smack into her asshole. I never let off a second as I pounded her pussy as laborious as I could, present in a grimace. She began to ease up from the painfulness and I can tell from her moans and face that she was starting to find near. It was apparent from the sum wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass crack and nerve. After what seemed ages ( when in world was seven mo or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by forcefulness but she realized what I wanted and completed the turn on her own onto all fours. I placed a pillow under her and quickly stuck my cock back into her, hard. She was moaning tongue-tied countersign 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 pester her asshole which was a cute little ruck. She tried to bring a hand around and stop me but I brushed it aside and wedge a figure in. She let out a scream of pleasure or pain in the ass, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to osculate her lather soaked back and neck while thrusting recondite and putting my exercising weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couple minutes of wild hammering, I could n't hold up 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 pick fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her mouth I was already starting to tear. I got off and reached down to her berm to flip her and did n't take a leak it to her sass but shot ribbons of cum all over her hair, face, and neck. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the terminal spurt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her half turned body and gave modest kisses on her belly. There was no Christian Bible spoken as I got off next to her. She got up and went into the bath and the last thing I heard before darkness took me was the sink running.

I woke up early the next morning around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the dark before. It seems like a cruel trait to suffer as my head was pounding into a hangover. I looked to my left and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her head buried into my sides. The storage of my angry shtup with my hook up with friend came rushing in and I smiled. My foresighted sought after obsession finally came to realisation in a most conclusive plosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping form, ass out to the side, jersey pulled up to tits exposing her soft body and sensational legs. After a while she murmured something lost in the stupefaction of sleep and rubbed her center. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled side by side to me one-half naked and me fully naked. She had this startled cervid smell on her cute face and I could n't help but let out a slight laugh as I got up and started to look for for my clothes. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and socks 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 consume gotten up already. '' I can only concur that it was that dastardly husband of hers. I quietly put my shoes on catch my headstone and looked at her.

'' How are my infant 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 story and you made me cheat'. I gave her my most charming apologetic smile and went out the threshold.

I did n't require to get a line her say 'sorry'or 'it was a misunderstanding'so I left without saying anything. In realism I did n't want to find out myself try to cling onto her, I did n't want to see me try to give tongue to how one night could never be enough and that I wanted all of her. As I got into the cab I gave a quick coup d'oeil up at the hotel and wondered if I would ever see her again. In idea I thought evilly about how I always wanted to go to NY and maybe I should inflict one day ...