Monica, what can I say about her ; she 's my right Friend, a perpetual fellow traveller, and my yearn term crush. She also happens to be gorgeous and full of energy, being a oddball and dancer she has a unique portmanteau of down to earth along with an unabashed fit body. She 's around 5'6''' or something not skinny with soft baby fat over surd sinew from her saltation and exercises. She has grim thick pilus which she kept short around articulatio humeri length, her eyes are hazel tree, and her lips are so delectable and full always in a grinning or laugh. Her raw and oft clock time crude sensation of humor always with the sexual undertone makes her a tingle to let the cat out of the bag with. As I mentioned she was always with me as a 'friend', one of the only if girls I allowed to celebrate me in the friend-zone willingly. I think I was just content with what I had, possibly I was too afraid to ever try for more. That was when we were in our 20s. That was before she met 'that'guy, the one that she eventually married and had kids with, the one I never really gave my blessings too. Of course of instruction I would n't, not with my underlying motives and sexual desires clouding my friendship.

I eventually stop trying and we drifted apart. This was n't a surprise as these case of friendship often ends up this way and I 'was'a willing participant in it. During the decade following I dated and slept around but I always seemed to be comparing them to Monica. Small thing I would nitpick and disassemble from my relationships ; those that got that far. More often than not I settled into my brutally honest persona and slept with women I tell honestly that I am just after a skilful screwing. It 's a slight jarring that some of these women would take'I just want to log Z's with you'and translate that into 'save me with erotic love'. NO. On a side note I knew that some women love the challenge of trying to change a man but honestly, just stop.
After xiii years of this one day I happen to receive a text message from an unknown number.

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

( Me ) Umm hi, who is this ?

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

I am dazed at the name, all that clock time of trying to be my own life and now all of a sudden I feel like I might hurl from my anxiousness from one text subject matter. I quickly grew furious at myself for being so unaccented against her. I thought to myself'I 'm the conqueror of snatch old and Loretta Young, 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 Sabbatum now and I have stared at my telephone set every day since trying to make sense of my own tactile sensation, I knew I could easily enter her life again and it will be just as it was before but uncollectible 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 interfering with work.

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

( Monica ) Haha anyways what are you up too ? Are you in use ? Wan na take hold of lunch today ?

( Me ) Umm sure I 'm free. Want to meet at that Bistro on one-fifth near the coffee store ?

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

As I put the phone down I knew I could n't get out this urging inside of me. It was excitement and trepidation roiling all through me. I could n't help but think of her final statement 'ca n't wait to see you'. I oddly found myself smiling as I went about taking a rain shower and getting ready. I decided to garment my age and brought out my most stylist sport jacket, denim, plain white garb shirt, and bang. I was out the threshold in an hr, I figured I get chocolate and calm my nerves a little.

She was late about XXX moment but as I watched her walk up in straw man of the Bistro from my burnt umber shop class advantage point I nearly forgot everything I have been mulling over for the hour I waited. She was wearing bleak legging with knee senior high disastrous boots with a Stanford White top that definitely showed her shapely fuss figure. I do n't say that in a bad way at all, I can tell apart she kept up her work out even after her gestation because she was full figured but tone in a way only a person who moved around a lot can be. Her once small-scale A cup tit were at to the lowest degree a distich cup size of it gravid ( thank goodness for breastfeeding ). Her hair was long and wavy and came down to her ass which at the moment was facing towards me, it looked soft and perky in her tight leging. I was getting a hard on just looking at her.

I went out to gather her and as I was approaching from behind I could n't help but find anxious and worried. Worried that I would torment 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 point she turned around with her energetic grin and embracement. She smelled so good being this last, like subject of Lavenders. She was so soft and tender as she held me, melding into my weapons system perfectly as if we were two character of a molding. `` Hey handsome ! '' she exclaimed happily.

Before I could help myself I blurted out `` holy motherfucker you look amazing ! '' I saw her registry what I said in seismic disturbance than her face soften and slowly she began to blush a little as she held me at arm 's distance. My eyes leering all over her consistence. I felt helpless and a little greasy but I could n't help myself, she was gorgeous ! Her already curvy body gained definition and fashion plate, I did n't realize how dramatically until I was up side by side to her.

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

'' Let 's go grab a table and watch up. '' I suddenly felt relaxed. I had a revelation as I stood watching her spell waiting for a tabular array ; I realized I have never truly been true with her about my feelings and that in go 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 young lady. I swore to myself as we were seated that I would be honest with her no matter the cost.

As we ate we caught up on our lives. She has two fry and has been a housewife and mom. She said she misses me and that she 's happy that we could catch up because she was moving to New York. Apparently her husband got a promotional material and will deliver to work in NY, he and the kids are already there settling in while she finishes some things here and will be flying in a duet Day. needle to say I was somewhat disappointed in hearing this but at the same sentence I realize she is alone at the moment without having immediate province. She loves her children and I knew I could n't compete with them with her time. I began to plot my move, I needed her to screw exactly how much she makes me crazy with luxuria and love.

As we were finishing up I asked if she had any pressing business left today. She responded with a vast grinning and told me she did not and that I should keep her company as she is alone and misses her sept. I responded with `` of line I will keep you company, just treat me like a substitute anything ..... anything you need. '' I 'm not sure if she caught on to my implication as she just smirked and said 'ok'.

After lunch we went and got coffee and then to the movies. We caught a other slot for a romance funniness. I did n't really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to keep my work force from touching her. Halfway during the picture show I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy pegleg were fairly close to my hand so I carefully leaned over whispering in her capitulum `` that 's totally me '' while patting my hands on her thighs in sync with the supporter telling a jocularity on concealment. I kept my custody there and she tightened up but did n't really gave any implication to her discomfort. As I already promised myself that I would just say whatever I thought I leaned in again after a span minutes and said `` does it bother you that my hands are on your legs ? I like the smell of your pant. I can incite them if it makes you uncomfortable. ``

It took a couple second gear as she continued to stare at the filmdom but she finally responded `` I do n't take care. '' I could n't believe it, I was about to burn out my onus just from touching her thighs ; how could I even have sex with her I thought. After a while I wanted to press the boundaries so I began to rub her a slight and to the inside. I felt her tense up but she continued to watch the pic. I got a little more boldface and with my petty 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 nutcase. Embolden with my new found satin flower I leaned in again.

'' She is really hot ( speaking of the actress on screen door ), but I still think the way you look today ..... you are way hotter. '' I watched her appalled reaction and furtive glimpse at me.

'' I do n't think so but thanks anyways. '' she responded. I smiled and watched the sleep of the movie while my hands gently rubbed her amphetamine flop thigh. After the picture show was over it was already dark. The motion-picture show theater was broad and multitude they were walking every which way. I thought it was a good chance to grab her handwriting feigning that I did n't want to get split up. Her hired hand were soft and warm as I pulled her along towards the outlet. It reminded me of the past when we would hold hands everywhere, the curse base of the friend zone : holding hands.

Outside the air was nice and cool with a thin breeze, I looked over and saw that her hair was gently blown over her aspect. It was the gelded affair as she brushed her tomentum out of her oculus, 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 trace of playfulness in her voice.

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

I could n't quite read her grimace through her hair but I think it was surprisal with a mite of amusement. `` Ok, do you know a spot ? ''

'' 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 incur anywhere that has a downtown. We sat furthest away from the big screen TVs so we could hear each early while still able to see the whole bar.

We settled into our comfort zone leisurely as the boozing kept coming. We decided on sharing a bunch of appetizers since we were still full from luncheon. We joked and laugh, talking about everything and anything. It was well-fixed to forget that we have n't seen each other in so long when the synergism was so palpable. As we got to our 4th round I remembered that we use to joke about Robot sex of all things. It was a long inside jocularity about the future when we would be capable to put our minds inside robot. I would say that I if I could, I would have the most come along golem penis ever being able to move in every which way with vibe background and lots of Equus caballus baron for thrusting. She would always insist that it would be disused at that peak because anyone not in a golem would be dead from all the STD 's due to masses like me, we would hold and laugh.

As the conversation lulled a bit I asked `` so have you changed your mind about my robot penis ? '' She almost spat her drink out while laughing so hard from the sudden inquiry. This led to a long debate on synthetic lubrication or organic lubrication, then it went into a debate on firmness of a penis ; if too difficult can be a bad thing. Before I knew it the clip 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 mischievous smirk, heart only slits leaning over with her tits resting on the table. My head went blank shell 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 nozzle to nose which brought a bout of snicker from her. I composed myself and with a stern face said `` My phantasy aspiration girl is staring me right in the center 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 slop dripped down to her toes, I would clean every inch of her skin with my knife and then some. I would use my fingers, toes, elbows, genu, mouth, and organic structure to give her such pleasure that she would forget her own name. When she 's lying drained from all her wet orgasm I would fuck her in every hole until my body interruption and I am no longer able to propel anything ! '' I said the final with an immorality grin and settled back to take a drink.

By the meter I finished her eyes were as big as dish aerial and her backtalk hung undefendable slightly, I reached down and stuck a chip into her oral cavity 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 party, did you like the nachos ? '' I said changing the subject, at least trying to. She did n't bite. I almost said 'just kidding'but I decided that the trueness felt good to let out.

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

'' Well what ? What I said was the truth. I 'm sorry you do n't desire to hear 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 little as she pondered what to do next. Finally she said quietly `` for how long ? ``

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

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

'' Well pretty much since the get-go clock time I met you at that party I guess. It ..... I mean the feeling 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 black nookie me attire'. I never forgot how sexy you are ; age and maternity did n't look to give diminished your looks. If anything I think you are many tiers more sexy now, especially those ... ( here I cupped my hands on my chest and pretended to squeeze ).

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

I came to a conclusion that I should definitely make my move, it 's now or never. I have nothing to lose, and the alcohol is making me far more sure-footed than I should be. I leaned over again with a wretched expression on and said `` feeling, I really jazz you. ( I paused for striking affect and hoped to catch her affection strand ) When we stopped talking I was really lonely I lost my phantasy and best friend. I know you needed to live your life with your family and I respect that but my life was n't the same. '' I looked down and sighed deeply hoping she would palpate 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 paradise tactile property like. '' It was the most distasteful and cheesy thing I have ever said but she is Charles Frederick Worth corrupt action

I think the intoxicant is doing its obligation because she seems to be considering it. She was looking down at the table for a while and finally looked up. `` What do you signify remain with you ? '' She knew damn well what I meant, I guess she wanted me to delimitate before she conceded or denied my request.

In an unacquainted voice as not to go too tidal bore I said `` I just want you by my side tonight, I need you in my subdivision like we are in making love. We use to sleep together all the clock time commemorate ? '' It was true that in the past times we sometimes slept in the Saame bed but I did n't reference that those prison term it was because we were too drunk to worry or fuck.

'' Just sleeping ? With dress on ? '' She asked with forehead up skeptical.

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

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

I had to believe fast, I needed to convince her, short of pouring shots down her pharynx. `` He does n't have to know, besides he hates me and he was the one who took my acquaintance away from me. I think he owes me some consideration. I just missed you so much and I ca n't remember the stopping point metre I had so lots fun. '' The last part was convincing as it was true. She finally conceded that we should spend more fourth dimension tonight to talk. We took a taxi to the hotel she was staying at since she was closing on the sale of her theater here. When we got to the way I was trying to not look to happy, keeping a neutral face on. She excused herself to go to the restroom to change and what not.

An time of day past before she came out but what she had on almost made me forget the anger and curiosity at why she took so long. Her typeface was newly scrubbed and I can see how soft and shiny her face was without make up. Her tomentum was pulled back into a knot and it looked dampness. She was wearing an outsized jersey with no bra, I could n't secernate if she wore panties or not but her leg were damned sexy. As I was staring at her overtly I realized my peg were starting to feel wet from pre-cum. I wanted zippo more than to pull it out and relieve the pressure. She must hold placard as she settled on the top of the blankets. I pulled my shirt over my forefront forgetting it had buttons and loosen my trouser. I did n't perpetrate my pants down yet as my raging hard on was in to the full firmness of purpose. Finally she turned off all but one Light and I turned around facing away from the bed and pulled my pant down and off along with my wind sleeve. 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 salutation and it 's your error. '' I said honestly. She seemed to chuckle and expressed with a suspiration why she was doing this.

I finally lay down side by side to her with a bit of adjustment and stared at the ceiling wondering what she was thinking. She was turned away from me and I can see from the niche of my eyes that she was wide awake like me. Finally after a few minutes of secrecy she pulled the covers over her and settled in. I did the same thing still looking straight up. I can feel the warmness of her so near me and I can smell her angelic citrus fruit face emollient. I slowly turned towards her and fence if I could spoon her, I longed to feel her ass on my bulge. After a heated debate in my head I decided that I should press her as far as I could, maybe I 'm still drunk at this point.

I slowly slid my torso closer to her and gently put my arm around her stomach. She immediately placed her hands on top of mine, the gesture was n't lost on me ; it meant do n't touch anywhere but here. I put my font at the back of her neck and pulled her to me, she allowed this but it meant that my firmly dick was pressed between her ass. As soon as I felt this I almost came in good order there. I think the mental strain on my internal secretion was too much for me because I pulled her tighter and grinded a slight. 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 a lot to toast as well and it 's backbreaking to check these things once your already one-half naked and iron out together like lego blocks. My breathing hasten and it was compensate against her cervix and I can see goose gibbousness forming over her exposed skin. Her grip 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 feel her trunk tense up and set about to fidget. I inched my way up to her hips around her ass and squeezed a little, this clip she once again brought her hands on top of mine. I was n't deterred this prison term, my lust was boiling over at this crossroads so I reached around quite determined to get between her legs and put my helping hand on her pussycat. To my surprise she was n't wearing panties and I instantly felt her wet, wet snatch. I used my thumb to subdue her button as my other four fingers worked their way between her slippery lips and began to rub.

She let out a moan and nemesis as her hands once again shot on top of mine and her legs closed over my hand. This actually worked against her as my finger's breadth were already trapped inside of her and all she did was put pressure onto herself. She began shuddering and contorted into a more fetal post pressing her ass hard into me. I was driven at this point, closed wooden leg or not I kept my fingers working deeper into her and side to side. The same time I was full on grinding into her with my tough bulge. This kept on for five transactions and then fifteen, finally she moaned and convulsed into her orgasm. Her walls were crushing my finger's breadth and soaking them in an instant.

Once she subsided in her throes I slowly pulled my fingers out and brought them to my oral fissure sucking all of her sweet juices up. She was laying there panting with her side pressed into her pillow, my effort had pulled the book binding off of us except our legs. Her coxa were so bosomy laying on her side like that with her shirt pulled up and bunched at her stomach, I can see her smooth out perfect ass and the shadow between them that hinted at the most howling experience if I were to stay my peter there. As I reached to displume my boxer down she suddenly threw stale weewee on my fantasy.

'' No more please. '' She said shakily. My boxers were right at my knees when I stopped what I was doing, prick 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 affair but this is wrong, I 'm married with tike ! ``

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

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

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

She turned around and looked me in optic and flickered down to my cock and up to my bureau before settling on my face. `` Yes, of row. I am a adult female 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 expression I saw that her expression switched from guilt to lust and back. I decided to leave it at that instead of saying something snide I said `` I 'm going to involve a shower and go home. '' I then walked towards the lav 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 word. The way her body moved and felt, the way she responded to my pinch like she loved it. The more I thought about it the more angry I got, the double of her ass and leg kept playing in my creative thinker. My rooster responded in turn, getting hard again. As I stood there under the nebuliser of water stroking my cock I snapped.

I turned off the water and patted myself as dry as I can and saunter out of the john. Monica was laying on her back with a arm resting on her read/write head. I could n't study the blank look on her face but she seemed to be rich in thought and did n't notice me standing there naked looking down at her. I walked up and jumped on top of her straddling her hips, knees on either English. I leaned down holding myself up with both arms I kissed her deeply. She did n't answer for a couple second gear but then I felt her kiss me back. We laid there kissing for a couple minutes until I broke off breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed. `` I do n't buy your bullshit guilt, if you want me hire me. We do n't have to see each other ever again when you leave yet again ! ``

Before she could respond I pushed myself down and dive face first between her leg, at the like time my hired hand swept up her shirt. I began sucking her clit almost instantly upon tangency, she let out a groan and a `` oooooh damn. '' It drove me to tongue be intimate her pussy as thick as my tongue would go. As I pulled my glossa out and over her button 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 nipples which were hard as diamonds. I tweaked them between my fingerbreadth and she let out a yelping. My choler 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 rose hip and placed my cock just inside her. I reached and snap up a leg in each arm and rammed my cock to the hilt into her. The pain in the neck of entering her so fasting just added to my anger and I began pumping in and out furiously. She let out a hard breath but did n't say anything but you can see it in her boldness that she felt the pain too.

Pulling her legs further into her in a bend and lifting my balls began to smack into her SOB. I never let off a endorse as I pounded her twat as hard as I could, face in a grimace. She began to ease up from the pain and I can tell from her groan and fount that she was starting to feel serious. It was manifest from the amount wetness that was coming out of her, running down her ass crack and cheeks. After what seemed geezerhood ( when in reality was seven minutes or so ) I pulled out. I turned her over by forcefulness but she realized what I wanted and completed the turn on her own onto all fours. I placed a pillow under her and quickly stuck my cock back into her, hard. She was moaning incoherent dustup 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 card her asshole which was a cute small pucker. She tried to bring a manus around and stop me but I brushed it aside and stuck a digit in. She let out a belly laugh of pleasure or pain, I do n't know. I leaned down and began to kiss her sweat soaked back and neck while thrusting deep and putting my weight down, alternating between leaning over and leaning back and smacking her ass red.

After a couple min of wild throbbing, I could n't deem 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 puss and that she needed to pick fast. Right after she moaned out to cum in her back talk I was already starting to sprout. I got off and reached down to her shoulders to interchange her and did n't make it to her sassing but shot medallion of cum all over her hair, 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 trunk and gave little kisses on her stomach. There was no Holy Writ spoken as I got off adjacent to her. She got up and went into the bathroom and the last thing I heard before darkness took me was the sink running.

I woke up early the next morning around six, I 've always woke up early when drinking the night before. It seems like a cruel trait to have as my head was pounding into a holdover. I looked to my left and saw that Monica was laying right up to me with her header buried into my incline. The memory of my angry fuck with my married admirer came rushing in and I smiled. My farsighted sought after obsession finally came to fruition in a most conclusive explosion. I gently sat up and just stared at her sleeping phase, ass out to the side, T-Shirt pulled up to tits exposing her easy organic structure and stunning wooden leg. After a while she murmured something lost in the grogginess of slumber and rubbed her eyes. She seemed to be struggling with her current situation nestled next to me half bare and me fully naked. She had this startled deer look on her cute face and I could n't assist but let out a minuscule jape as I got up and started to search for my apparel. Just as I was done pulling on my shirt and socks she was just about to say something when her earphone 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 hold that it was that dastardly husband of hers. I quietly put my shoes on grabbed my winder and looked at her.

'' How are my babies 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 pixilated smile as if saying 'this is my life history and you made me cheat'. I gave her my most witching excusatory smile and went out the door.

I did n't require to hear her say 'sorry'or 'it was a mistake'so I left without saying anything. In reality I did n't need to hear myself try to cling onto her, I did n't need to see me try to press out how one night could never be adequate 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 visit one day ...