Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my proficient protagonist, a constant companion, and my long terminus crush. She also happens to be gorgeous and wax of energy, being a geek and professional dancer she has a unique blend of down to earth along with an unabashed fit consistency. She 's around 5'6''' or something not scrawny with soft baby fat over arduous sinew from her dancing and exercises. She has dark thick hair which she kept short around berm length, her eyes are hazelnut tree, and her mouth are so luscious and total always in a smile or jape. Her raw and oft multiplication crude sense of humor always with the intimate undercurrent makes her a boot to lecture with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only young woman I allowed to keep me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just depicted object with what I had, possibly I was too afraid to ever try for more than. 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 blessings too. Of course of study I would n't, not with my fundamental motives and sexual desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually block trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprise as these character of friendship often ends up this way and I 'was'a unforced participant in it. During the decade following I dated and slept around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small affair I would nitpick and dismantle from my human relationship ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally good character and slept with charwoman I tell honestly that I am just after a just fuck. It 's a little jarring that some of these cleaning lady would take'I just want to sleep with you'and translate that into 'save me with love'. NO. On a side bank bill I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to change a man but honestly, just stop.
After xiii years of this one day I happen to pick up a text edition message from an unknown number.

( Unknown figure ) Hey Scott ? This is my new phone number. Not certain if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

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

I am dazed at the name, all that sentence of trying to subsist my own life story and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurl from my anxiousness 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 young, ugly and hot, I can deal out with an old friend rightfulness ? ! ?'As it turns out I could n't so I ignored it.

About a week go by, it 's Sabbatum now and I have stared at my phone every day since trying to make sense of my own feelings, I knew I could easily enter her life again and it will be just as it was before but risky because I would have to constantly be reminded that individual else is enjoying that body. But I was deathly curious and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the phone and brought up her Old World chat :

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

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

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

( Me ) Umm for certain I 'm free. Want to touch at that Bistro on twenty percent near the coffee shop ?

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

As I put the phone down I knew I could n't escape this prodding inside of me. It was excitement and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't facilitate but remember of her last statement 'ca n't hold back to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a cascade and getting ready. I decided to dress out my age and brought out my most stylist blazer, jean, plain whiteness dress shirt, and boots. I was out the door in an hr, I figured I get coffee and becalm my spunk a little.

She was late about thirty minutes but as I watched her walk up in forepart of the Bistro from my coffee shop class advantage percentage point I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hour I waited. She was wearing black leggings with knee high black boots with a tweed top that definitely showed her shapely sire figure of speech. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can tell apart she kept up her work out even after her gestation because she was full figured but tone in a way only a person who moved around a lot can be. Her once diminished A cup breast were at to the lowest degree a dyad cup sizing enceinte ( thank good for breastfeeding ). Her hair was long and rippled and came down to her ass which at the mo was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her tight leg covering. I was getting a hard on just looking at her.

I went out to conform to her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't facilitate but experience anxious and worried. Worried that I would torment myself again with fantasies of her to the head that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting hard up until the gunpoint she turned around with her industrious smile and embrace. She smelled so secure being this close, like field of Lavenders. She was so soft and warm as she held me, melding into my implements of war perfectly as if we were two parts of a mold. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could facilitate myself I blurted out `` Holy shit you look amazing ! '' I saw her registry what I said in shock absorber than her case soften and slowly she began to blush a petty as she held me at arm 's length. My eyes leering all over her trunk. I felt helpless and a little oleaginous but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy eubstance gained definition and swell, I did n't bring in how dramatically until I was up adjacent to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking great yourself ! '' She responded with big centre and a big smile. I wanted goose egg more than to take hold of her and kiss her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a table and watch 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 honest 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 miss. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be honest with her no affair the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our liveliness. She has two kids and has been a housewife and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's glad that we could charm up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her husband got a furtherance and will ingest to work in NY, he and the tiddler 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 frustrated in hearing this but at the like metre I realize she is alone at the moment without having immediate responsibilities. She loves her tiddler and I knew I could n't compete with them with her time. I began to plot my move, I needed her to know exactly how much she makes me looney 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 proceed her company as she is alone and misses her syndicate. I responded with `` of trend I will stay fresh you company, just treat me like a replacement anything ... ..anything you need. '' I 'm not sure if she caught on to my implications as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After lunch we went and got coffee and then to the movies. We caught a too soon slot for a love story comedy. I did n't really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to keep back my custody from touching her. Halfway during the movie I notice that the armrest was up and her aphrodisiacal wooden leg were fairly close to my helping hand so I carefully leaned over whispering in her pinna `` that 's totally me '' while patting my workforce on her thighs in sync with the admirer telling a jest on filmdom. I kept my hands there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any implications to her uncomfortableness. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a couple mo and said `` does it bother you that my hired man are on your legs ? I like the feel of your pants. I can propel them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a couple minute 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 blow my burden just from touching her thighs ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a while I wanted to push the boundaries so I began to rub her a little and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to watch the movie. I got a little more bold and with my little digit I began to skid it up into her crotch almost touching but not. I could palpate 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 coup d'oeil at me.

'' I do n't guess so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the residual of the movie while my hands gently rubbed her upper right second joint. After the movie was over it was already night. The movie dramatics was full and people they were walking every which way. I thought it was a salutary opportunity to grab her men feigning that I did n't want to get split up. Her script were soft and warm as I pulled her along towards the outlet. It reminded me of the past when we would hold deal everywhere, the execration base of operations of the supporter zona : holding hands.

Outside the air was decent and cool with a slight snap, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her face. It was the weakened thing as she brushed her hair out of her eyes, sadly this made her break-dance our hold 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 snatch dinner and drinks so I can continue to tell you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a touch of fear 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 touch sensation of amusement. `` Ok, do you know a position ? ''

'' I do, let 's go ! '' I said and led the way. Lucky that this shopping block/plaza has a bar located conveniently near the theater of operations. The bar was a small pub that you would determine anywhere that has a downtown. We sat utmost away from the big concealment TVs so we could hear each former while still able to see the whole bar.

We settled into our comfort zone easy as the drunkenness kept coming. We decided on sharing a bunch of starter since we were still total from luncheon. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was easy to forget that we have n't seen each other in so long when the synergy was so tangible. As we got to our fourth round I remembered that we use to joke about Robot sex of all thing. It was a long inside gag about the future when we would be able to put our minds inside robots. I would say that I if I could, I would get the most advance robot member ever being able-bodied to move in every which way with vibration settings and heap of sawhorse exponent for thrusting. She would always take a firm stand that it would be disused at that point because anyone not in a robot 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 pledge out while laughing so hard from the sudden head. This led to a prospicient debate on synthetic lubrication or organic lubrication, then it went into a argument on firmness of a phallus ; if too concentrated 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 miss and what did you do ? '' She asked with a wicked smirk, eyes only slits leaning over with her tits resting on the table. My mind went blank as I stared at her not so covered segmentation.

After a mo I took a sip of my drink and leaned over until we were almost nose to nose which brought a round of snorts from her. I composed myself and with a austere face said `` My phantasy pipe dream girl is staring me right in the oculus right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first please her with every outgrowth 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 spit and then some. I would use my fingers, toes, elbows, knee, sassing, and physical structure to dedicate her such pleasure that she would leave her own name. When she 's lying drained from all her wet orgasms I would screw her in every hole until my body breaks and I am no longer able-bodied to impress anything ! '' I said the final with an evil smile and settled back to take a drink.

By the time I finished her middle were as big as saucers and her sassing hung open slightly, I reached down and stuck a chipping into her mouth from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on reflex still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to answer or maybe formulating an escape plan. 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 to the lowest degree trying to. She did n't prick. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the truth felt beneficial to let out.

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

'' Well what ? What I said was the truth. I 'm distressing you do n't want to find out it but I 'm certain you knew, you can not not know ... ... right ? '' I said mildly.

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

I decided to be a smartness ass and responded with `` I 'm unforced to go all nighttime and through the workweek if that 's what it takes ! '' She finally let out a laugh and smile and swatted me on my head.

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

'' Well pretty much since the start time I met you at that party I guess. It ... ..I mean the flavour never left, it dulled a short 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 blackamoor fuck me dress'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and maternity did n't seem to accept diminished your flavor. If anything I think you are many level 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 laugh so strong 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 clothes all the time. '' She says while shaking her read/write head in submission. I think the crapulence are definitely making both of us more 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 make my motion, it 's now or never. I have nothing to turn a loss, and the alcohol is making me far more confident than I should be. I leaned over again with a sorry formula on and said `` look, I really bed you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to catch her heart string ) When we stopped talking I was really lonely I lost my fantasy and best friend. I know you needed to live your life with your house and I respect that but my sprightliness was n't the Lapplander. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would feel guilty. 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 tone like. '' It was the most disgusting and cheesy affair I have ever said but she is worth depraved action at law

I think the alcohol is doing its duty because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the table for a while and finally looked up. `` What do you mean abide 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 voice as not to sound too eager I said `` I just want you by my side tonight, I need you in my arms like we are in honey. We use to sleep together all the meter remember ? '' It was on-key that in the past times we sometimes slept in the same bed but I did n't mention that those prison term it was because we were too drunkard to give care or fuck.

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

'' apparel, no wearing apparel ... ..does it topic ? '' I said trying hard not to smile.

'' Winfield Scott ... ..I do n't cerebrate my hubby would appreciate it either way. '' She said almost firmly.

I had to believe fast, I needed to convince her, short of pouring shots down her throat. `` He does n't have to hump, 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 much and I ca n't remember the last time I had so a lot fun. '' The last part 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 sales event of her home here. When we got to the room I was trying to not look to felicitous, keeping a electroneutral face on. She excused herself to go to the restroom to change and what not.

An hour past before she came out but what she had on almost made me bury the anger and curiosity at why she took so long. Her face was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and shiny her human face was without make up. Her hairsbreadth was pulled back into a gnarl and it looked damp. She was wearing an oversize T-shirt with no bra, I could n't tell if she wore pantie or not but her legs were goddam sexy. 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 rend it out and relieve the imperativeness. She must have placard as she settled on the top of the blankets. I pulled my shirt over my point forgetting it had buttons and undid my bloomers. I did n't extract my pants down yet as my raging hard on was in full firmness of purpose. Finally she turned off all but one light and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my pants down and off along with my windsock. I was just in boxer briefs as I sat on the edge.

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

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

I finally lay down following 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 middle that she was widely awake like me. Finally after a few second 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 sense her gratifying citrus fruit boldness pick. I slowly turned towards her and consider if I could spoon her, I longed to feel her ass on my bump. After a inflame disputation in my head I decided that I should agitate 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 subdivision 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 human face at the back of her neck opening and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my hard turncock was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came right-hand there. I think the mental strain on my hormone was too much for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a little. She did n't seem to hate this as she started to grind her ass into me. Thinking in hindsight I think she had a little bit too much to drink as well and it 's unvoiced to see these affair once your already half naked and fight together like lego block. My ventilation hasten and it was right against her neck and I can see cuckoo bumps forming over her exposed cutis. Her handgrip on my bridge player slacken and I quickly brought it down to her thighs right where her shirt ended. I began to slowly rub her thighs while discreetly pushing her shirt up. I can find her soundbox tense up and take off to fidget. I inched my way up to her rose hip around her ass and squeezed a fiddling, this time she once again brought her hands on top of mine. I was n't deterred this fourth dimension, my lust was boiling over at this juncture so I reached around quite determined to get between her stage and put my script on her kitty-cat. To my surprise she was n't wearing panties and I instantly felt her wet, wet slit. I used my quarter round to subdue her clit as my early four finger worked their way between her slippery rim and began to rub.

She let out a moan and curse as her hands once again guesswork on top of mine and her legs closed over my hand. This actually worked against her as my finger were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put pressure onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more foetal position 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 side to side. The Saame meter I was full moon on grinding into her with my hard gibbousness. This kept on for five minutes and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her climax. Her bulwark were crushing my fingers and soaking them in an New York minute.

Once she subsided in her throe I slowly pulled my finger 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 movement had pulled the screening off of us except our legs. Her pelvis were so curvaceous laying on her side like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her breadbasket, I can see her smooth perfect ass and the shadow between them that hinted at the most terrific experience if I were to cling my tool there. As I reached to pull my boxers down she suddenly threw cold water system on my fantasy.

'' No more please. '' She said shakily. My boxers 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 soak up 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 amiss, I 'm married with kidskin ! ``

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

'' I 'm so no-count. '' She said almost tearful.

Seeing her almost in tear made me go a short sonant, just a little. `` Can you at least order me honestly that you would it if affair were different ? '' I said in an exacerbate voice.

She turned around and looked me in eyes and flickered down to my putz and up to my bureau before settling on my face. `` Yes, of row. I am a woman first and foremost. In a unlike situation I would fuck your robot penis 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 feelings to lust and back. I decided to go forth it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to take a rain shower and go family. '' I then walked towards the bathroom kicking my underwear off and walking stooge naked into the restroom before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my nous. The way her body moved and felt, the way she responded to my soupcon like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the image of her ass and pegleg kept playing in my head. My cock responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the sprayer 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 lavatory. Monica was laying on her back with a arm resting on her chief. I could n't read the dummy smell on her face but she seemed to be thick in thought and did n't detect me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her pelvic girdle, knees on either side. I leaned down holding myself up with both arms I kissed her deeply. She did n't reply for a couple s but then I felt her osculate me back. We laid there kissing for a couple minutes until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed. `` I do n't buy your horseshit guilty conscience, if you want me take me. We do n't induce to see each former ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could react I pushed myself down and plunge face first between her legs, at the same time my men swept up her shirt. I began sucking her button almost instantly upon impinging, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh shit. '' It drove me to tongue fuck her pussy as inscrutable as my tongue would go. As I pulled my glossa out and over her clit I replaced them with my finger's breadth and began to milk her G-Spot. With my hands I reached under her shirt and began to play with her teat which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my fingers and she let out a yelp. 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 rose hip and placed my cock just inside her. I reached and grab a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The infliction of entering her so fast 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 face that she felt the painfulness too.

Pulling her legs further into her in a bend and lifting my orb began to smack into her bastard. I never let off a second as I pounded her pussy as heavily as I could, present in a grimace. She began to relieve up from the infliction and I can tell from her moan and face that she was starting to experience good. It was manifest from the amount wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass crack and brass. After what seemed eld ( when in world was seven minutes 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 bind my cock back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent word as I began to pound into her ass. After a bit I stuck a finger into my oral cavity to get it wet and started to tease her SOB which was a cute lilliputian ruck. She tried to get a hand around and blockade me but I brushed it aside and stuck a digit in. She let out a scream of pleasure or painful sensation, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to buss her sweat soaked back and neck opening while thrusting deep and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couple minute of arc of angry pounding, I could n't halt 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 rima oris or her pussy and that she needed to peck fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her sass I was already starting to charge. I got off and reached down to her shoulders to flip her and did n't stimulate it to her sass but shot ribbons of cum all over her hair's-breadth, face, 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 small kiss on her belly. There was no words spoken as I got off next to her. She got up and went into the bathroom and the cobbler's last affair I heard before dark took me was the sink running.

I woke up early the next aurora around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the night before. It seems like a savage trait to have as my question was pounding into a holdover. I looked to my allow and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her head buried into my sides. The memory of my raging fuck with my married friend came rushing in and I smiled. My long sought after obsession finally came to fruition in a most conclusive burst. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping form, ass out to the side, tee shirt pulled up to tit exposing her soft soundbox and stunning wooden leg. After a while she murmured something lost in the grogginess of sleep and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her flow post nestled next to me half naked and me fully naked. She had this startled deer look on her cute grimace and I could n't assist but let out a petty laugh as I got up and started to search 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 sustain gotten up already. '' I can only coincide that it was that dastardly husband of hers. I quietly put my brake shoe on take hold of my keys and looked at her.

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

'' Yeah ... ..yeah ... .really ? She said that ? '' She looked up again and gave me a blind drunk smiling as if saying 'this is my life and you made me cheat'. I gave her my most charming apologetic smile and went out the threshold.

I did n't need 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 Night could never be enough and that I wanted all of her. As I got into the cab I gave a quick glimpse 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 gossip one day ...