Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my good supporter, a changeless fellow traveler, and my yearn terminus puppy love. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of zip, being a geek and dancer she has a unique portmanteau of down to earth along with an unabashed fit trunk. She 's around 5'6''' or something not underweight with soft baby fat over hard muscles from her dancing and practice. She has dour thick hair which she kept abruptly around berm distance, her optic are hazel, and her lips are so luscious and full phase of the moon always in a smile or gag. Her raw and oft times crude sense of humor always with the sexual undertone makes her a thrill to talk with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only miss I allowed to keep me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just content with what I had, possibly I was too afraid to ever try for 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 Kyd with, the one I never really gave my blessings too. Of course of study I would n't, not with my underlying motives and sexual desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually finish 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 unforced participant in it. During the decade following I dated and slumber 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 fair persona and slept with womanhood I tell honestly that I am just after a good fuck. It 's a minuscule jarring that some of these char would hire'I just want to slumber with you'and translate that into 'save me with love'. NO. On a position note I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to switch a man but honestly, just stop.
After thirteen years of this one day I happen to receive a textual matter content from an strange number.

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

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

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

I am dazed at the name, all that time of trying to live my own spirit and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurl from my anxiousness from one text message. I quickly grew wild at myself for being so weak against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the vanquisher of pussies old and untried, ugly and hot, I can deal with an old friend right hand ? ! ?'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 make gumption of my own tactual sensation, I knew I could easily put down her life again and it will be just as it was before but unsound because I would bear to constantly be reminded that soul else is enjoying that body. But I was deathly singular and I hate not knowing and regretting so I picked up the phone and brought up her New World chat :

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

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

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

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

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

As I put the phone down I knew I could n't escape this pep up inside of me. It was excitement and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't avail but cerebrate of her last statement 'ca n't wait to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a shower and getting ready. I decided to dress my age and brought out my about hairstylist blazer, jeans, plain white dress shirt, and bang. I was out the door in an hour, I figured I get coffee bean and cool it my boldness a little.

She was late about 30 proceedings but as I watched her walk up in front line of the Bistro from my java shop class vantage tip I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the minute I waited. She was wearing sinister leggings with knee senior high Joseph Black boots with a clean top that definitely showed her shapely female parent figure. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can tell she kept up her workplace out even after her maternity because she was full figured but timber in a way only a person who moved around a lot can be. Her once small A cup breast were at least a pair cup sizes larger ( thank good for breastfeeding ). Her hair was farseeing and rippled and came down to her ass which at the instant was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her stiff leggings. I was getting a hard on just looking at her.

I went out to get together her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't help but palpate nervous and occupy. Worried that I would excruciate myself again with fantasies of her to the point that I would rather be alone if I could n't be with her. This feeling kept getting stronger up until the full stop she turned around with her industrious smile and embrace. She smelled so good being this close, like field of Lavenders. She was so sonant and warm as she held me, melding into my arms perfectly as if we were two parts of a stamp. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could avail myself I blurted out `` sanctum dogshit you look amazing ! '' I saw her register what I said in shock than her typeface soften and slowly she began to blush a little as she held me at arm 's duration. My optic leering all over her body. I felt helpless and a short greasy but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy physical structure gained definition and beau, I did n't recognize how dramatically until I was up next to her.

'' Thanks, you are looking great yourself ! '' She responded with big eyes and a big smiling. I wanted cypher more than to grab her and osculate her deeply.

'' Let 's go grab a table and see up. '' I suddenly felt slack up. I had a revelation as I stood watching her spell waiting for a tabular array ; I realized I have never truly been honest with her about my tactile sensation 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 fair with all those girls. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be dependable with her no matter 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 trip up up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her husband got a packaging and will bear to lick in NY, he and the kids are already there settling in while she finishes some things here and will be flying in a couple days. Needless to say I was somewhat disappointed in hearing this but at the same clip I realize she is alone at the moment without having immediate responsibilities. She loves her children and I knew I could n't compete with them with her time. I began to plot my movement, I needed her to eff exactly how a great deal she makes me screwball with lust and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressure 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 syndicate. I responded with `` of course I will keep you fellowship, just treat 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 lunch we went and got coffee berry 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 keep my paw from touching her. Halfway during the moving-picture show I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy legs were fairly close to my hand so I carefully leaned over whispering in her ears `` that 's totally me '' while patting my hired man on her thighs in sync with the protagonist telling a joke on filmdom. I kept my hands there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any conditional relation to her soreness. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a couple minutes and said `` does it annoy you that my hands are on your legs ? I like the flavor of your pant. I can move them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a duo seconds as she continued to gaze at the covert but she finally responded `` I do n't mind. '' I could n't believe it, I was about to blow my load just from touching her 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 petty and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to watch out the movie. I got a little more bold and with my little finger I began to slide it up into her crotch almost touching but not. I could sense the heat coming from her and it drove me crazy. Embolden with my new found Lunaria annua I leaned in again.

'' She is really hot ( speech production of the actress on covert ), but I still think the way you look today ..... you are way hotter. '' I watched her traumatise chemical reaction and stealthy glances at me.

'' I do n't consider so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the rest of the movie while my hands gently rubbed her upper berth mighty thigh. After the movie was over it was already coloured. The movie dramatic art was full and people they were walking every which way. I thought it was a good opportunity to grab her script feigning that I did n't need to get split up. Her custody were soft and warm as I pulled her along towards the exit. It reminded me of the past when we would obligate hands everywhere, the curse base of the booster zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was skillful and cool with a slight piece of cake, I looked over and saw that her pilus was gently blown over her aspect. It was the shortened thing as she brushed her haircloth out of her eyes, sadly this made her break our hold to do so. She caught me staring and asked `` why are you just smiling looking at me ? '' I caught a confidential information of merriment in her voice.

'' I was thinking that we should go grab dinner and beverage so I can continue to tell you how beautiful you are. '' I said with a undertone of fear that I might have scared her off.

I could n't quite record her cheek through her hair but I think it was surprise with a touch of entertainment. `` Ok, do you love a office ? ''

'' 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. The bar was a small pub that you would find anywhere that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big CRT screen TVs so we could hear each other while still capable to see the all bar.

We settled into our puff zone easy as the crapulence kept coming. We decided on sharing a bunch of appetizer since we were still to the full from lunch. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was easy to forget that we have n't seen each early in so long when the synergy was so tangible. As we got to our quartern daily round I remembered that we use to joke about Robot sex of all thing. It was a long inside laugh about the future when we would be able-bodied to put our intellect inside golem. I would say that I if I could, I would possess the most advance robot member ever being able to go in every which way with vibration place setting and gobs of cavalry power for thrusting. She would always insist that it would be disused at that point because anyone not in a robot would be dead from all the STD 's due to masses like me, we would accord and laugh.

As the conversation lulled a bit I asked `` so have you changed your creative thinker about my robot penis ? '' She almost spat her drink out while laughing so hard from the sudden interrogative. This led to a long debate on synthetic lubrication or organic lubrication, then it went into a argument on resoluteness of a penis ; if too hard can be a bad matter. 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, optic only slits leaning over with her tits resting on the table. My mind went blank as I stared at her not so overcompensate cleavage.

After a hour I took a sip of my drink and leaned over until we were almost nozzle to poke which brought a binge of snorts from her. I composed myself and with a tail end expression said `` My fantasy aspiration girl is staring me justly in the eyes right now. She has always been so and I believe always will be, as for the act I would first delight her with every appendage I have. I would eat her pussy until the slops dripped down to her toes, I would scavenge every inch of her skin with my tongue and then some. I would use my fingers, toes, elbow joint, knees, sassing, and consistency to give her such pleasure that she would forget her own name. When she 's lying drained from all her wet sexual climax I would make love her in every kettle of fish until my body rift and I am no longer able to move anything ! '' I said the final with an malevolent grin and settled back to take a drink.

By the metre I finished her eyes were as big as saucers and her sassing hung open slightly, I reached down and stuck a chip 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 serve or maybe formulating an escape architectural plan. When she opened her mouth and was finally about to say something I cut her off ...

'' Whew that was a dinner party, did you like the nachos ? '' I said changing the field of study, at least trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the Sojourner Truth felt good to let out.

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

'' Well what ? What I said was the truth. I 'm sorry you do n't want to get wind it but I 'm sure you knew, you can not not jazz ...... right ? '' I said mildly.

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

I decided to be a chic ass and responded with `` I 'm unforced to go all night 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 first clock time I met you at that political party I guess. It ..... I mean the feeling never left, it dulled a picayune 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 dim fuck me attire'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and motherhood did n't seem to take diminished your spirit. If anything I think you are many tiers more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my men on my pectus and pretended to squeeze ).

She looked exasperated at this and started to express mirth so hard that she almost spilled her boozing. `` 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 fountainhead in meekness. I think the drinkable are definitely making both of us Sir Thomas More honest because she does n't appear to be pushing me back from all this ego stroking.

I came to a end that I should definitely make my relocation, it 's now or never. I have null to fall back, and the intoxicant is making me far more positive than I should be. I leaned over again with a sorry expression on and said `` flavor, I really make love you. ( I paused for dramatic affect and hoped to charm her pith cosmic string ) When we stopped talking I was really solitary I lost my fantasy and in force friend. I know you needed to be your life story with your crime syndicate and I respect that but my life was n't the same. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would sense 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 feels like. '' It was the most disgusting and cheesy thing I have ever said but she is worth depraved action at law

I think the inebriant 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 have in mind stay with you ? '' She knew damn well what I meant, I guess she wanted me to designate before she conceded or denied my request.

In an innocent vox as not to vocalise too eager I said `` I just want you by my side tonight, I need you in my arm like we are in love life. We use to sleep together all the time remember ? '' It was true that in the past we sometimes slept in the Saami bed but I did n't mention that those prison term it was because we were too toast to care or fuck.

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

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

'' George C. Scott ..... I do n't call up my hubby would appreciate it either way. '' She said almost firmly.

I had to cogitate fast, I needed to convince her, short of pouring shots down her throat. `` He does n't stimulate to be intimate, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my friend away from me. I think he owes me some circumstance. I just missed you so a lot and I ca n't remember the hold out time I had so practically fun. '' The last part was convincing as it was true. She finally conceded that we should expend more time tonight to talk. We took a taxicab to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the sale of her household here. When we got to the room I was trying to not calculate to happy, keeping a neutral look on. She excused herself to go to the restroom to modify and what not.

An hour past before she came out but what she had on almost made me forget the angriness and curiosity at why she took so long. Her grimace was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and shiny her face was without make up. Her hair was pulled back into a grayback and it looked damp. She was wearing an oversize jersey with no bra, I could n't tell if she wore panties or not but her wooden leg were damn sexy. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my legs were starting to feel wet from pre-cum. I wanted nothing more than to force it out and let off the pressure. She must have notice as she settled on the top of the blankets. I pulled my shirt over my chief forgetting it had buttons and undid my pants. I did n't root for my pant down yet as my raging difficult on was in full firmness. Finally she turned off all but one sparkle and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my pants down and off along with my air sock. I was just in packer briefs as I sat on the edge.

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

'' Because my putz is in full salute and it 's your fault. '' I said honestly. She seemed to chortle and expressed with a sigh 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 optic that she was wide awake like me. Finally after a few minutes of silence she pulled the book binding over her and settled in. I did the same affair still looking straight up. I can feel the warmth of her so near me and I can smell out her cherubic citrus tree brass ointment. I slowly turned towards her and debated if I could spoon her, I longed to feel her ass on my swelling. After a het 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 body closer to her and gently put my arms around her stomach. She immediately placed her hands on top of mine, the motion was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't touch anywhere but here. I put my look at the book binding of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my severe cock was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came mighty there. I think the mental song on my endocrine 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 fuddle as well and it 's unvoiced to hold these things once your already half naked and pressed together like lego blocks. My ventilation hasten and it was right wing against her cervix and I can see goose bumps forming over her let on tegument. Her grip on my hand slacken and I quickly brought it down to her second joint right where her shirt ended. I began to slowly rub her thighs while discreetly pushing her shirt up. I can feel her body tense up and get to fidget. I inched my way up to her hips around her ass and squeezed a little, this time she once again brought her manus on top of mine. I was n't deterred this time, my lust was boiling over at this juncture so I reached around quite determined to get between her legs and put my manus 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 sass and began to rub.

She let out a moan and curse as her manus once again iridescent on top of mine and her legs closed over my hired man. This actually worked against her as my fingers were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put atmospheric pressure onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more fetal 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 face to side. The same time I was good on grinding into her with my hard gibbousness. This kept on for five moment and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her coming. Her wall were crushing my fingers and soaking them in an flash.

Once she subsided in her throes I slowly pulled my digit out and brought them to my mouth sucking all of her sweet juices up. She was laying there panting with her human face pressed into her pillow, my movement had pulled the covering off of us except our wooden leg. Her pelvic girdle were so curvaceous laying on her side like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her smoothen perfective tense ass and the dark between them that hinted at the most marvelous experience if I were to stick my prick there. As I reached to pull my bagger down she suddenly threw inhuman urine on my fantasy.

'' No more please. '' She said shakily. My boxers were right at my human knee when I stopped what I was doing, hammer shooting straight at her ass.

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

She seemed to drag 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 married with kids ! ``

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

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

Seeing her almost in tear made me go a little soft, just a little. `` Can you at to the lowest degree tell me honestly that you would it if things were dissimilar ? '' I said in an exasperate voice.

She turned around and looked me in eyes and flickered down to my cock and up to my chest of drawers before settling on my facial expression. `` Yes, of course. I am a char first and foremost. In a different 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 boldness I saw that her expression switched from guilt trip to crave and back. I decided to bequeath 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 underclothing 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 soundbox 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 leg kept playing in my creative thinker. My cock responded in bend, getting hard again. As I stood there under the nebulizer of piddle 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 head. I could n't read the clean facial expression on her face but she seemed to be deep in thought and did n't point out 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 respond for a couple indorsement but then I felt her kiss me back. We laid there kissing for a match bit until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bullshit guilt trip, if you want me take me. We do n't take in to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could respond I pushed myself down and dove grimace first between her legs, at the Saame meter my hands swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clitoris almost instantly upon contact, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh shit. '' It drove me to tongue fuck her pussycat as deep as my tongue would go. As I pulled my tongue out and over her clitoris I replaced them with my fingerbreadth and began to milk her G-Spot. With my hands I reached under her shirt and began to play with her pap which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my fingers and she let out a yip. My angriness kept building the more I pleased her that I did n't even hold back until she came before I got up pulled her to me by her hips and placed my dick just inside her. I reached and seize a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The pain of entering her so dissipated just added to my angriness and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a strong breath but did n't say anything but you can see it in her facial expression that she felt the pain too.

Pulling her branch further into her in a bend dexter and lifting my balls began to taste into her mother fucker. I never let off a secondly as I pounded her pussy as severely as I could, face in a grimace. She began to ease up from the nuisance and I can separate from her groan and face that she was starting to feel good. It was apparent from the sum wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass crack and nerve. After what seemed ages ( when in reality was seven minutes or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by power but she realized what I wanted and completed the turn on her own onto all four-spot. I placed a pillow under her and quickly stuck my cock back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent words as I began to pound into her ass. After a bit I stuck a finger into my oral cavity to get it wet and started to tease her asshole which was a cute little pucker. She tried to get a hand around and kibosh me but I brushed it aside and deposit a digit in. She let out a scream of pleasure or nuisance, I do n't bed. I leaned down and began to osculate her sweat soaked back and neck while thrusting oceanic abyss and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couple minutes of raging pounding, I could n't obligate 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 oral fissure or her pussy and that she needed to pick fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her mouth I was already starting to bourgeon. I got off and reached down to her shoulders to switch her and did n't make it to her lip but bourgeon ribbons of cum all over her hair, expression, and cervix. Some got on the pillow she was laying on. After the stopping point spirt convulsed out of me I collapsed on her half turned consistence and gave belittled osculation on her belly. There was no word of honor spoken as I got off following to her. She got up and went into the bathroom and the finish thing I heard before darkness took me was the sink running.

I woke up early the next first light around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the dark before. It seems like a cruel trait to have as my head was pounding into a hangover. I looked to my provide and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her mind buried into my sides. The memory of my tempestuous fuck with my married friend came rushing in and I smiled. My long sought after obsession finally came to realization in a most conclusive explosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping form, ass out to the side, T-shirt pulled up to tits exposing her easygoing body and stun legs. After a patch she murmured something lost in the grogginess of rest and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her stream situation nestled succeeding to me half nude and me fully naked. She had this startled deer look on her cute brass and I could n't help but let out a piffling laugh as I got up and started to research for my apparel. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and windsock she was just about to say something when her phone started blaring.

'' hi ? '' She said sleepily.

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

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

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

I did n't require to listen her say 'sorry'or 'it was a misunderstanding'so I left without saying anything. In realness I did n't want to hear myself try to cling onto her, I did n't desire 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 flying 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 chaffer one day ...