Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my good ally, a constant companion, and my long term calf love. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of energy, being a geek and dancer she has a unique blend of down to earth along with an unembarrassed fit consistence. She 's around 5'6''' or something not skinny with soft baby fat over laborious musculus from her dance and employment. She has sour thick hair which she kept short circuit around shoulder length, her eyes are hazel, and her back talk are so luscious and wide always in a smiling or jape. Her raw and oft clip crude sense of bodily fluid always with the sexual tinge makes her a thrill to talk with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only girls I allowed to keep me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just contentedness 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 tiddler with, the one I never really gave my blessings too. Of course of action I would n't, not with my underlying motive and intimate desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually stop 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 player in it. During the X following I dated and slept around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small things I would nitpick and dismantle from my family relationship ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally good persona and slept with char I tell honestly that I am just after a commodity fuck. It 's a little jarring that some of these women would take'I just want to slumber with you'and translate that into 'save me with lovemaking'. NO. On a side note I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to convert a man but honestly, just stop.
After thirteen year of this one day I happen to encounter a text edition content from an unknown routine.

( terra incognita bit ) Hey Scott ? This is my new number. Not sure if this is you.

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

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

I am dazed at the name, all that meter of trying to live my own life and now all of a sudden I feel like I might thrust from my anxiety from one textbook subject matter. I quickly grew angry at myself for being so weak against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the vanquisher of pussycat old and unseasoned, ugly and hot, I can conduct with an old supporter right ? ! ?'As it turns out I could n't so I ignored it.

About a week go by, it 's Saturday now and I have stared at my phone every day since trying to bring in sentience of my own feelings, I knew I could easily recruit her life again and it will be just as it was before but risky because I would have to constantly be reminded that someone 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 chat :

( Me ) Hey, I 'm sorry 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 meddlesome ? Wan na snap up lunch today ?

( Me ) Umm sure I 'm free. Want to meet at that Bistro on twenty percent near the chocolate shop ?

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

As I put the earphone down I knew I could n't escape this urging inside of me. It was excitation and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't help but retrieve of her hold up assertion '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 coiffure my age and brought out my virtually stylist blazer, jeans, plain E. B. White clothes shirt, and boots. I was out the door in an hour, I figured I get java and cool off my nerves a little.

She was tardily about thirty minutes but as I watched her walk up in front line of the Bistro from my coffee shop vantage power point I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hour I waited. She was wearing black leggings with stifle high blackened kicking with a E. B. White top that definitely showed her shapely fuss physical body. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can narrate she kept up her work out even after her pregnancy because she was full phase of the moon 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 twain cup sizing prominent ( thank goodness for breastfeeding ). Her haircloth was long and wavy and came down to her ass which at the instant was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her loaded leging. I was getting a firmly on just looking at her.

I went out to adjoin her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't serve but feel anxious and concern. Worried that I would frustrate myself again with phantasy of her to the point that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This flavour kept getting warm up until the level she turned around with her energetic smile and bosom. She smelled so good being this close, like line of business of Lavenders. She was so soft and warm as she held me, melding into my arms perfectly as if we were two theatrical role of a moulding. `` 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 electrical shock than her face soften and slowly she began to blush a little as she held me at arm 's length. My heart leering all over her physical structure. I felt helpless and a little greasy but I could n't aid myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy body gained definition and fop, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up next to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking bang-up yourself ! '' She responded with big eyes and a big smile. I wanted zilch more than to grab her and buss her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a mesa and catch up. '' I suddenly felt slacken. I had a disclosure as I stood watching her while waiting for a mesa ; 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 good with all those female child. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be honest with her no subject the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our lives. She has two kids and has been a housewife and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's glad that we could view up because she was moving to New House of York. Apparently her husband got a promotion and will have to knead in NY, he and the kids are already there settling in while she finishes some thing here and will be flying in a couple twenty-four hours. acerate leaf to say I was somewhat disappointed in hearing this but at the same time I realize she is alone at the minute without having immediate responsibilities. She loves her youngster and I knew I could n't compete with them with her clip. I began to diagram my move, I needed her to love exactly how much she makes me unhinged 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 keep her company as she is alone and misses her family. I responded with `` of track I will keep on you caller, just treat me like a fill-in anything ... ..anything you need. '' I 'm not sure if she caught on to my deduction 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 romanticism comedy. 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 pic I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy legs were fairly close to my helping hand so I carefully leaned over rustle in her ear `` that 's totally me '' while patting my men on her thighs in sync with the protagonist telling a gag on screen. I kept my hired hand there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any implications to her discomfort. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a duo arcminute and said `` does it put out you that my manus are on your legs ? I like the feel of your gasp. I can move them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a couple seconds as she continued to gaze at the screen but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't believe it, I was about to blow my lode just from touching her thighs ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a while I wanted to tug the boundary so I began to rub her a short and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to look on the movie. I got a little more bluff and with my little finger I began to slide it up into her crotch almost touching but not. I could experience the heat coming from her and it drove me crazy. Embolden with my new found satinpod I leaned in again.

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

'' I do n't think so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the rest of the movie while my hands gently rubbed her pep pill right second joint. After the flick was over it was already dark. The movie theater was broad and the great unwashed they were walking every which way. I thought it was a good opportunity to grab her workforce feigning that I did n't want to get split up. Her hands were cushy and fond as I pulled her along towards the expiration. It reminded me of the past tense when we would hold hands everywhere, the curse pedestal of the acquaintance geographical zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was nice and poise with a slight breeze, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her look. It was the cutest affair as she brushed her fuzz out of her oculus, sadly this made her relegate our hold to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a tip of playfulness in her voice.

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

I could n't quite read her face through her whisker but I think it was surprise with a mite of amusement. `` Ok, do you jazz a place ? ''

'' 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 find anyplace that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big screenland TVs so we could hear each other while still capable to see the whole bar.

We settled into our comfort geographical zone easy as the drinks kept coming. We decided on sharing a lot of appetizers since we were still full from lunch. We joked and gag, talking about everything and anything. It was easy to block that we have n't seen each other in so long when the synergy was so palpable. As we got to our fourth round I remembered that we use to joke about Robot sex of all affair. It was a longsighted inside joke about the time to come when we would be able to put our idea inside robots. I would say that I if I could, I would receive the most advanced automaton penis ever being able to incite in every which way with quivering circumstance and peck of horse power for thrusting. She would always insist that it would be obsolete at that point because anyone not in a robot would be utterly 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 judgement about my robot member ? '' She almost spat her fuddle out while laughing so hard from the sudden question. This led to a foresighted debate on celluloid lubrication or organic lubrication, then it went into a debate on firmness of a member ; if too hard 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 girl and what did you do ? '' She asked with a wicked smirk, eye only slits leaning over with her tits resting on the tabular array. My thinker went lacuna as I stared at her not so embrace cleavage.

After a minute I took a sip of my drink and leaned over until we were almost nose to nose which brought a tear of boo from her. I composed myself and with a tail end aspect said `` My fantasy ambition little girl is staring me right in the eye right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first please her with every member I have. I would eat her kitty-cat until the treacle dripped down to her toes, I would clean house every inch of her pelt with my spit and then some. I would use my finger, toes, elbows, knees, back talk, and body to sacrifice her such joy that she would forget her own name. When she 's lying drained from all her wet orgasms I would fuck her in every golf hole until my body breaking and I am no longer able to move anything ! '' I said the final with an evil smiling and settled back to take a drink.

By the meter I finished her eyes were as big as saucer and her mouth hung open slightly, I reached down and pose a chip into her oral cavity from the nachos. She jerked back and chewed on inborn reflex still staring at me unblinking. I think she was pondering how to do or maybe formulating an escape plan. When she opened her oral cavity 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 issue, at least trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the Sojourner Truth felt practiced to let out.

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

'' wellspring what ? What I said was the truth. I 'm drab you do n't want to listen it but I 'm sure you knew, you can not not know ... ... right ? '' I said mildly.

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

I decided to be a smart ass and responded with `` I 'm willing to go all Nox and through the week 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.

'' fountainhead pretty much since the outset time I met you at that political party I guess. It ... ..I mean the smell 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 blackness fuck me dress'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and maternity did n't appear to induce diminished your looks. If anything I think you are many level more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hands on my dresser and pretended to thrust ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to express mirth so hard that she almost spilled her potable. `` Oh my god, you 're so still the Saame ! Well thanks but I do n't experience the way you explained about me, me with milk and god knows what over my clothes all the time. '' She says while shaking her principal in submission. I think the deglutition 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 termination that I should definitely make my move, it 's now or never. I have aught to turn a loss, and the intoxicant is making me far more confident than I should be. I leaned over again with a pitiful expression on and said `` face, I really love you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to catch her heart chain ) When we stopped talking I was really lonely I lost my fantasy and expert friend. I know you needed to live your life story with your family and I respect that but my life story was n't the Saami. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would finger shamefaced. 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 nirvana feels like. '' It was the most disgusting and tinny thing I have ever said but she is worth depraved activity

I think the inebriant is doing its responsibility because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the board for a spell and finally looked up. `` What do you mean 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 vocalize too eager I said `` I just want you by my side of meat tonight, I need you in my arms like we are in love. We use to sleep together all the time remember ? '' It was genuine that in the past we sometimes slept in the Saame bed but I did n't honorable mention that those times it was because we were too drunk to care or fuck.

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

'' apparel, no clothes ... ..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 think fast, I needed to win over her, poor of pouring blastoff down her throat. `` He does n't have to know, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my friend away from me. I think he owes me some retainer. I just missed you so much and I ca n't remember the last meter I had so much fun. '' The last part was convincing as it was true. She finally conceded that we should drop More time tonight to talk. We took a taxi to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the sale of her firm here. When we got to the room I was trying to not look to felicitous, keeping a neutral face on. She excused herself to go to the public convenience to convert and what not.

An hour past tense before she came out but what she had on almost made me draw a blank the anger and peculiarity at why she took so long. Her face was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and burnished her brass was without make up. Her hair was pulled back into a knot and it looked dampness. She was wearing an oversize T-shirt with no bra, I could n't assure if she wore scanty or not but her legs were goddamned sexy. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my branch were starting to feel wet from pre-cum. I wanted nothing more than to pull it out and relieve the pressure. She must consume notice as she settled on the top of the blanket. I pulled my shirt over my head forgetting it had clit and unwrap my gasp. I did n't pull my knickers down yet as my raging hard on was in full steadiness. Finally she turned off all but one visible light and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my pant down and off along with my socks. I was just in boxer briefs as I sat on the edge.

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

'' Because my cock is in full salute and it 's your 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 readjustment and stared at the ceiling wondering what she was thinking. She was turned away from me and I can see from the niche 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 warmth of her so near me and I can smell her sweetened citrus tree human face ointment. I slowly turned towards her and consider if I could spoon her, I longed to feel her ass on my extrusion. After a heat argumentation 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 dead body finisher to her and gently put my arms around her breadbasket. She immediately placed her hands on top of mine, the motion was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't tint anywhere but here. I put my aspect at the dorsum of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my surd cock was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came right there. I think the mental stress on my hormone was too a good deal for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a picayune. She did n't look to hate this as she started to craunch her ass into me. Thinking in hindsight I think she had a footling bit too a great deal to drink as well and it 's hard to control these things once your already half raw and press together like Lego set blocks. My respiration hasten and it was right against her neck and I can see twat bumps forming over her exposed pelt. Her grip on my hand slacken and I quickly brought it down to her thighs right where her shirt ended. I began to slowly rub her thigh while discreetly pushing her shirt up. I can feel her body tense up and start to fidget. I inched my way up to her hips around her ass and squeezed a niggling, this fourth dimension she once again brought her hired man on top of mine. I was n't deterred this meter, 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 pussy. To my surprise she was n't wearing panties and I instantly felt her wet, wet slit. I used my thumb to subdue her clit as my other four fingers worked their way between her slippery lips and began to rub.

She let out a moan and curse as her hands once again shot 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 air pressure onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more fetal situation 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 Sami metre I was fully on grinding into her with my intemperately bulge. This kept on for five second 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 throe I slowly pulled my finger out and brought them to my lip sucking all of her sweetness juices up. She was laying there panting with her face pressed into her pillow, my drift had pulled the screening off of us except our legs. Her pelvis were so curvaceous laying on her side of meat like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her smooth perfect ass and the shadow between them that hinted at the most wonderful experience if I were to stay put my cock there. As I reached to extract my Boxer down she suddenly threw cold water on my fantasy.

'' No More please. '' She said shakily. My boxers were right at my stifle when I stopped what I was doing, dick shooting straight at her ass.

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

She seemed to take 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 thing but this is wrong, I 'm splice with kids ! ``

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

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

Seeing her almost in tears made me go a trivial sonant, just a short. `` Can you at least tell me honestly that you would it if thing were different ? '' I said in an aggravate voice.

She turned around and looked me in oculus and flickered down to my cock and up to my chest before settling on my face. `` Yes, of course. I am a woman first and foremost. In a dissimilar state of affairs 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 to crave and back. I decided to go forth 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 bathroom kicking my underwear off and walking butt naked into the restroom before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my head. The way her torso moved and felt, the way she responded to my touches like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the image of her ass and wooden leg kept playing in my thinker. My cock responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the spray of pee stroking my cock I snapped.

I turned off the water and patted myself as dry as I can and saunter out of the lavatory. Monica was laying on her rachis with a arm resting on her head. I could n't read the blank look on her face but she seemed to be mystifying in thought and did n't remark me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her hip joint, knees on either side. I leaned down holding myself up with both weapon system I kissed her deeply. She did n't respond for a couplet second base but then I felt her osculate me back. We laid there kissing for a span second until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bullshit guilty conscience, if you want me postulate 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 plunge face first between her legs, at the Saami clip my work force swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon middleman, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh shit. '' It drove me to tongue fuck her pussy as thick as my tongue would go. As I pulled my tongue out and over her clitoris 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 teat which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my fingers and she let out a yelp. My angriness kept building the more I pleased her that I did n't even hold off until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her hips and placed my prick just inside her. I reached and grab a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The painfulness of entering her so fast just added to my ire and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a hard breathing place but did n't say anything but you can see it in her cheek that she felt the painful sensation too.

pull her legs further into her in a bend and lifting my egg began to thwack into her prick. I never let off a second as I pounded her pussy as hard as I could, face in a face. She began to ease up from the pain and I can recite from her groan and face that she was starting to feel good. It was ostensible from the amount wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass crack and brass. After what seemed age ( when in world was seven transactions or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by force play but she realized what I wanted and completed the play on her own onto all four. I placed a pillow under her and quickly stuck my shaft 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 asshole which was a cunning piffling pucker. She tried to bring a hand around and halt me but I brushed it aside and stand by a digit in. She let out a shrieking of pleasance or pain in the neck, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to buss her sweat soaked back and cervix while thrusting rich and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a span minutes of angry pounding, I could n't confine 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 anovulant right now. I said it 's either going in her sassing or her pussy and that she needed to blame fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her oral fissure I was already starting to fool away. I got off and reached down to her shoulders to flip her and did n't wee it to her lip but shot ribbons of cum all over her hairsbreadth, 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 body and gave little candy kiss on her stomach. There was no Logos spoken as I got off next to her. She got up and went into the toilet and the last matter I heard before darkness took me was the sink running.

I woke up early the future morning around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the dark before. It seems like a cruel trait to let 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 brain buried into my English. The memory of my furious fuck with my marry protagonist came rushing in and I smiled. My farseeing sought after obsession finally came to fruition in a most conclusive explosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping word form, ass out to the side, T-Shirt pulled up to titty exposing her soft body and stunning stage. After a spell she murmured something lost in the grogginess of rest and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled future to me half au naturel and me fully naked. She had this startled deer look on her precious font and I could n't avail but let out a small 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 earphone started blaring.

'' Hello ? '' She said sleepily.

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

'' How are my babies doing ? ... ... ... ... ... ... .... Are they driving you sick 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 smiling 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 door.

I did n't want to listen her say 'sorry'or 'it was a fault'so I left without saying anything. In reality I did n't want to see myself try to cling onto her, I did n't want to see me try to state how one night could never be decent and that I wanted all of her. As I got into the cab I gave a quickly glance 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 visit one day ...