Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my effective friend, a constant fellow traveller, and my long term crush. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of Department of Energy, being a eccentric and terpsichorean she has a unique blend of down to earth along with an unabashed fit eubstance. She 's around 5'6''' or something not tightfitting with soft baby fat over heavily muscles from her dancing and utilisation. She has grim thick hairsbreadth which she kept short around shoulder length, her oculus are hazelnut tree, and her lips are so luscious and full phase of the moon always in a grin or laugh. Her raw and oft times crude sense of temper always with the intimate undertone makes her a thrill to sing with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only female child I allowed to restrain me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just message 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 Thomas Kid with, the one I never really gave my grace too. Of course I would n't, not with my underlying 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 friendly relationship often ends up this way and I 'was'a leave player in it. During the ten following I date and kip around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small things 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 woman I tell honestly that I am just after a well shag. It 's a footling jarring that some of these women would take'I just want to slumber with you'and read that into 'save me with love'. NO. On a side of meat note I knew that some fair sex love the challenge of trying to change a man but honestly, just stop.
After thirteen years of this one day I happen to receive a school text message from an unknown numeral.

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

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

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

I am dazed at the public figure, all that time of trying to last my own life and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurtle from my anxiety from one textbook message. I quickly grew raging at myself for being so weakly against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the conqueror of pussies old and young, ugly and hot, I can contend with an old friend right ? ! ?'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 signified of my own feelings, I knew I could easily enter her life again and it will be just as it was before but worst because I would have to constantly be reminded that someone else is enjoying that body. But I was deathly queer and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the phone and brought up her chat :

( Me ) Hey, I 'm lamentable for not responding I was engaged with work.

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

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

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

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

As I put the earpiece down I knew I could n't fly the coop this goad inside of me. It was excitement and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't help but think of her last statement 'ca n't wait to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a cascade and getting cook. I decided to apparel my age and brought out my most stylist blazer, jeans, plain white frock shirt, and the boot. I was out the room access in an minute, I figured I get coffee and calm my brass a little.

She was previous about thirty proceedings but as I watched her walk up in front of the Bistro from my coffee store vantage point I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the time of day I waited. She was wearing black leggings with articulatio genus high black kicking with a whitened top that definitely showed her shapely female parent image. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can say she kept up her work out even after her pregnancy because she was full figured but tone in a way only a person who moved around a lot can be. Her once small A cup white meat were at to the lowest degree a couple cup size of it expectant ( thank goodness for breastfeeding ). Her hair was long and wavelike and came down to her ass which at the moment was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her tight leggings. 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 but feel anxious and worried. Worried that I would torment myself again with fantasy of her to the point that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting stronger up until the percentage point she turned around with her energetic grinning and embrace. She smelled so unspoilt being this close, like field of Lavenders. She was so indulgent and warm as she held me, melding into my implements of war perfectly as if we were two character of a mildew. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could help myself I blurted out `` Holy diddly you look amazing ! '' I saw her register what I said in shock than her fount soften and slowly she began to flush a little as she held me at arm 's length. My eyes leering all over her body. I felt helpless and a little greasy but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy body gained definition and dandy, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up adjacent to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking slap-up yourself ! '' She responded with big optic and a big smile. I wanted goose egg more than to snap up her and buss her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a table and catch up. '' I suddenly felt relaxed. I had a revelation as I stood watching her while waiting for a tabular array ; I realized I have never truly been honest with her about my flavor 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 little girl. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be reliable with her no affair the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our life story. She has two fry and has been a housewife and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's glad that we could hitch up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her husband got a advancement and will ingest to work in NY, he and the minor 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 immediate responsibility. She loves her nestling and I knew I could n't compete with them with her clip. I began to plot my move, I needed her to know exactly how a good deal she makes me nutcase with lust and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressure business left today. She responded with a vast smile and told me she did not and that I should keep her society as she is alone and misses her family. I responded with `` of course I will keep you party, just process me like a substitute anything ... ..anything you need. '' I 'm not sure if she caught on to my implications as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After luncheon we went and got coffee and then to the movies. We caught a early slot for a romance comedy. I did n't really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to preserve my hired hand from touching her. Halfway during the movie I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy stage were fairly close to my helping hand so I carefully leaned over rustling in her ear `` that 's totally me '' while patting my hired hand on her second joint in sync with the agonist telling a joke on silver screen. I kept my hands 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 brace minutes and said `` does it nettle you that my script are on your legs ? I like the spirit of your pants. I can propel them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a duo seconds as she continued to gaze at the concealment but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't believe it, I was about to blow my incumbrance just from touching her thigh ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a piece I wanted to push the limit so I began to rub her a little and to the interior. I felt her tense up but she continued to catch the movie. I got a little more bluff and with my little fingerbreadth I began to slide it up into her privates almost touching but not. I could sense the rut coming from her and it drove me crazy. Embolden with my new found money plant 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 ball over response and furtive 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 bridge player gently rubbed her pep pill right wing second joint. After the movie was over it was already dark. The movie dramaturgy was replete and people they were walking every which way. I thought it was a serious opportunity to grab her hands feigning that I did n't want to get split up. Her hands were piano and warm as I pulled her along towards the expiration. It reminded me of the past when we would hold hands everywhere, the curse al-Qa'ida of the Quaker zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was skillful and cool with a slight breeze, I looked over and saw that her haircloth was gently blown over her face. It was the cutest thing as she brushed her tomentum out of her eyes, sadly this made her demote our hold to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a suggestion of playfulness in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go catch dinner and boozing so I can continue to tell you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a hint of fearfulness that I might have scared her off.

I could n't quite read her face through her hairsbreadth but I think it was surprise with a touch of amusement. `` Ok, do you have it away 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 dramatic art. The bar was a small pub that you would find anywhere that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big screen TVs so we could take heed each other while still able-bodied to see the whole bar.

We settled into our quilt zona well-fixed as the drinks kept coming. We decided on sharing a caboodle of appetizers since we were still full from dejeuner. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was loose to forget that we have n't seen each former in so long when the synergy was so palpable. As we got to our fourth round I remembered that we use to joke about golem sex of all things. It was a long inside prank about the time to come when we would be able to put our mind inside golem. I would say that I if I could, I would have the most raise golem member ever being able to move in every which way with oscillation settings and mass of horse power for thrusting. She would always insist that it would be obsolete at that degree because anyone not in a golem would be perfectly from all the STD 's due to people like me, we would agree and laugh.

As the conversation lulled a bit I asked `` so take in you changed your mind about my robot penis ? '' She almost spat her salute out while laughing so hard from the sudden question. This led to a long public debate on synthetic lubrication or organic lubrication, then it went into a debate on firmness of a penis ; if too unvoiced can be a bad thing. Before I knew it the time read almost midnight and the conversation veered into personal fantasy.

'' So what is/was your ultimate illusion girl and what did you do ? '' She asked with a repellant smirk, eye only slits leaning over with her mamilla resting on the table. My idea went blank as I stared at her not so covered cleavage.

After a minute I took a sip of my drink and leaned over until we were almost intrude to nose which brought a bust of snorts from her. I composed myself and with a stern face said `` My phantasy dream young woman is staring me the right way 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 pussy until the swill dripped down to her toes, I would clean every inch of her cutis with my lingua and then some. I would use my fingers, toes, elbow, knees, mouth, and body to give her such joy that she would blank out her own name. When she 's lying drained from all her wet orgasms I would make out her in every cakehole until my trunk breaks and I am no longer able-bodied to move anything ! '' I said the final with an iniquity grin and settled back to bring a drink.

By the time I finished her eyes were as big as disk and her oral fissure hung heart-to-heart slightly, I reached down and stay put a bit 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 flight 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 field, at least trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the Truth felt good to let out.

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

'' Well what ? What I said was the truth. I 'm sorry you do n't want to get word 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 niggling as she pondered what to do next. Finally she said quietly `` for how hanker ? ``

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

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

'' well pretty much since the firstly metre I met you at that party I guess. It ... ..I mean the tactile sensation never left, it dulled a piffling 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 smuggled shtup me dress'. I never forgot how aphrodisiacal you are ; age and motherhood did n't seem to have diminished your looks. If anything I think you are many tier more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hands on my chest of drawers and pretended to pressure ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to laugh so hard that she almost spilled her swallow. `` 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 caput in submission. I think the drinks are definitely making both of us more honest because she does n't seem to be pushing me back from all this ego stroking.

I came to a close that I should definitely wee-wee my move, it 's now or never. I have nothing to lose, and the alcoholic drink is making me far more confident than I should be. I leaned over again with a poor expression on and said `` look, I really bed you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to catch her affectionateness string ) When we stopped talking I was really lonely I lost my fantasy and respectable protagonist. I know you needed to live your life history with your family and I respect that but my life was n't the Saame. '' 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 feel like. '' It was the most yucky and cheesy thing I have ever said but she is worth demoralise actions

I think the alcoholic drink is doing its duty because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the table for a spell and finally looked up. `` What do you stand for last out with you ? '' She knew damn well what I meant, I guess she wanted me to condition before she conceded or denied my request.

In an innocent vocalization as not to go too eagre I said `` I just want you by my incline tonight, I need you in my arms like we are in love. We use to slumber together all the metre remember ? '' It was true that in the past we sometimes slept in the same bed but I did n't mention that those clip it was because we were too drunk to care or fuck.

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

'' Clothes, no clothes ... ..does it thing ? '' I said trying hard not to smile.

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

I had to think fast, I needed to convince her, short of pouring jibe down her throat. `` He does n't have to do it, 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 clip I had so much fun. '' The lowest percentage was convincing as it was genuine. 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 house here. When we got to the room I was trying to not expect to happy, keeping a inert face on. She excused herself to go to the restroom to alter and what not.

An hr past times before she came out but what she had on almost made me block the anger and curiosity at why she took so long. Her face was newly scrubbed and I can see how indulgent and bright her aspect was without make up. Her whisker was pulled back into a knot and it looked damp. She was wearing an oversize tee shirt with no bra, I could n't tell if she wore pantie or not but her branch were damn sexy. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my branch were starting to palpate wet from pre-cum. I wanted nothing more than to pull it out and relieve the pressing. She must have got observation as she settled on the top of the mantle. I pulled my shirt over my drumhead forgetting it had clit and undid my bloomers. I did n't pull my pant down yet as my raging severely on was in entire soundness. 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 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 moon salute and it 's your break. '' I said honestly. She seemed to chuckle and expressed with a suspire why she was doing this.

I finally lay down next to her with a bit of adjustment and stared at the roof 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 moment of silence she pulled the covers over her and settled in. I did the Saame affair still looking straight up. I can sense the warmth of her so near me and I can smell her sweet citrus typeface ointment. I slowly turned towards her and consider if I could smooch her, I longed to feel her ass on my bulge. After a heated 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 closer to her and gently put my arms around her stomach. She immediately placed her mitt on top of mine, the motion was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't tint anywhere but here. I put my nerve at the back of her cervix and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my arduous prick was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came compensate there. I think the mental pains on my hormones 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 laborious to control these things once your already half au naturel and weigh together like lego blocks. My breathing hasten and it was right hand against her neck opening and I can see goose bumps forming over her bring out hide. Her bobby pin on my deal 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 find her body tense up up and go to fidget. I inched my way up to her hip around her ass and squeezed a little, this time she once again brought her hand on top of mine. I was n't deterred this meter, my luxuria was boiling over at this junction so I reached around quite determined to get between her wooden leg and put my hands on her pussy. To my surprisal she was n't wearing panties and I instantly felt her wet, wet slit. I used my thumb to subdue her clitoris as my other four finger worked their way between her slippery lips and began to rub.

She let out a moan and whammy as her hands once again iridescent on top of mine and her branch 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 position pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this head, closed legs or not I kept my fingers working deeper into her and position to side. The same time I was good on grinding into her with my severely bulge. This kept on for five minutes and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her orgasm. Her rampart were crushing my fingers and soaking them in an instant.

Once she subsided in her throes I slowly pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth sucking all of her sweet juices up. She was laying there panting with her face pressed into her pillow, my movement had pulled the cover off of us except our legs. Her hips were so bosomy laying on her side 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 puzzle my peter there. As I reached to perpetrate my boxers down she suddenly threw cold weewee 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 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 matter but this is incorrect, I 'm married with kids ! ``

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

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

Seeing her almost in snag made me go a little piano, just a lilliputian. `` Can you at least tell me honestly that you would it if affair were different ? '' I said in an browned off voice.

She turned around and looked me in oculus and flickered down to my cock and up to my dresser before settling on my boldness. `` Yes, of course. I am a woman first and foremost. In a unlike situation I would get laid your robot penis until it broke ! '' She chirped with a smile.

I could n't decide if she really meant that or just took compassion on me. As I concentrated on her face I saw that her verbal expression switched from guilt to hunger and back. I decided to leave it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to take a shower and go home. '' I then walked towards the bathroom kicking my underwear off and walking butt naked into the public toilet before she could say anything. As I showered I replayed everything that happened tonight in my head. The way her consistency moved and felt, the way she responded to my mite like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the trope of her ass and legs kept playing in my judgement. My peter responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the nebulizer of water system stroking my cock I snapped.

I turned off the water and patted myself as dry as I can and stroll out of the privy. Monica was laying on her back with a arm resting on her header. I could n't read the blank looking on her face but she seemed to be rich in intellection and did n't notice me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her articulatio coxae, knees on either side of meat. I leaned down holding myself up with both weapons system I kissed her deeply. She did n't respond for a distich arcsecond but then I felt her kiss me back. We laid there kissing for a twosome minutes until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eye were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bullshit guilty conscience, if you want me require me. We do n't have to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could react I pushed myself down and dove face first between her wooden leg, at the Saami metre my hands swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon contact, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh Irish bull. '' It drove me to tongue fuck her kitty as deeply as my tongue would go. As I pulled my tongue 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 wreak with her nipples which were hard as rhombus. 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 waitress until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her hips and placed my rooster just inside her. I reached and grab a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The painful sensation of entering her so riotous just added to my anger and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a knockout breather but did n't say anything but you can see it in her human face that she felt the pain too.

pull her legs further into her in a bend and lifting my glob began to smack into her asshole. I never let off a second as I pounded her kitty as intemperately as I could, face in a grimace. She began to ease up from the pain and I can differentiate from her moans and typeface that she was starting to finger commodity. It was plain from the amount wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass go and face. After what seemed years ( when in reality was seven minutes or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by military 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 stuck my cock back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent discussion as I began to pound into her ass. After a bit I stuck a fingerbreadth into my mouth to get it wet and started to tease her whoreson which was a cute footling pucker. She tried to bring in a hand around and stop me but I brushed it aside and adhere a digit in. She let out a scream of pleasure or pain, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to kiss her sweat soaked back and neck opening while thrusting cryptical and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couple minutes of angry throb, I could n't hold 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 blame fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her mouth I was already starting to shoot. I got off and reached down to her shoulders to pitch her and did n't make it to her oral fissure but blastoff ribbons of cum all over her hair, face, and neck. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the last spirt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her one-half turned eubstance and gave small kisses on her venter. There was no lyric spoken as I got off following to her. She got up and went into the bathroom and the shoemaker's last thing I heard before darkness took me was the cesspit running.

I woke up early the next morning around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the Night before. It seems like a cruel trait to have as my top dog was pounding into a hangover. I looked to my left wing and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her head buried into my sides. The memory of my furious fucking with my married booster came rushing in and I smiled. My foresightful sought after obsession finally came to realisation in a most conclusive blowup. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping course, ass out to the side, tee shirt pulled up to mammilla exposing her diffuse organic structure and stunning legs. After a piece she murmured something lost in the grogginess of sleep and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled future to me half naked and me fully naked. She had this startled cervid look on her cute facial expression and I could n't help but let out a fiddling gag as I got up and started to search for my dress. 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 hubby of hers. I quietly put my shoes on grabbed my key fruit 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 doorway smiling.

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

I did n't want to try her say 'sorry'or 'it was a mistake'so I left without saying anything. In world 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 glance 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 call one day ...