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11/12/2020
At the age of 20, while engaged to my current hubby, I met a guy who quickly became my very good friend.
My new friend, who we shall refer to as T, was tall, tanned and handsome. He was a very nice guy and had a little bit of a bad boy side, which made him really interesting.
He was flirtatious and the way he looked at me made me melt and get wet in all the right places. We texted a lot, sometimes til 2 or 3 in the morning.
Every night, he would send me a good night message, it would be the last thing I read before bed, so I would fall asleep thinking about him.
I’d dream about him hugging and kissing me. Then in the morning, his good morning message was sitting on my phone. It was my fuel to get through the day.
I fell more and more in love with him and emotionally I grew further apart from my fiancé.
One day, while we were texting, he invited me to have lunch and I saw it as my chance to see if he felt the same about me, so I accepted the invite.
I was excited about the possibilities. Was he as attracted to me as I was to him? I worked as a consultant and that day I had two appointments, one before and once after our lunch date.
I would go to my first appointment, meet him for lunch and then have my second appointment.
That morning I set out a silk button down blouse and a short, loose fitting miniskirt. Just in case something happened, I wore the sexiest underwear I owned.
It was a lace bra that clearly showed my skin and nipples and a matching tiny, lace thong that barely covered my pussy.
Just thinking about the possibilities made me the horniest I had ever been. I jumped in the shower and took my time shaving my legs and when it came time to have my pussy lips, I was so horny my pussy lips and clitoris were swollen.
I ended up softly rubbing my clitoris and when I finger fucked my wet pussy hole, I imagined it was T doing it.
That made me have the strongest orgasm I had ever had. I finished up, got dressed and headed to my first appointment.
It was the longest 45 minutes in my life. I was so horny, I couldn’t concentrate. When we were done, I anxiously headed to the restaurant where we were having lunch.
I got there first, so I sat at a table and waited. When he walked in the door, he was wearing a button down shirt, jeans and a leather jacket.
As he approached the table I couldn’t help but notice his big cock clearly bulging in his jeans.
Instantly my pussy got wet. Lunch went great. He continuously flirted with me and always found a way or excuse to touch me.
When he did, I would get wetter and wetter. After we finished, he walked me out to the car. We said our goodbyes and I stepped in to give him a farewell hug.
When he wrapped his arms around me, I completely melted. We pulled apart, he put his hand on my cheek and chin, turned my face slightly to the side and kissed me on the cheek. That made my pussy start twitching and get wet again.
I told him, “T, I really appreciate your friendship and it means a lot to me. I have a gift for you. Can we meet here, after my appointment so I can give it to you?”
“Sure” he said, “text me when you’re here and I’ll come down.”
My new friend, who we shall refer to as T, was tall, tanned and handsome. He was a very nice guy and had a little bit of a bad boy side, which made him really interesting.
He was flirtatious and the way he looked at me made me melt and get wet in all the right places. We texted a lot, sometimes til 2 or 3 in the morning.
Every night, he would send me a good night message, it would be the last thing I read before bed, so I would fall asleep thinking about him.
I’d dream about him hugging and kissing me. Then in the morning, his good morning message was sitting on my phone. It was my fuel to get through the day.
I fell more and more in love with him and emotionally I grew further apart from my fiancé.
One day, while we were texting, he invited me to have lunch and I saw it as my chance to see if he felt the same about me, so I accepted the invite.
I was excited about the possibilities. Was he as attracted to me as I was to him? I worked as a consultant and that day I had two appointments, one before and once after our lunch date.
I would go to my first appointment, meet him for lunch and then have my second appointment.
That morning I set out a silk button down blouse and a short, loose fitting miniskirt. Just in case something happened, I wore the sexiest underwear I owned.
It was a lace bra that clearly showed my skin and nipples and a matching tiny, lace thong that barely covered my pussy.
Just thinking about the possibilities made me the horniest I had ever been. I jumped in the shower and took my time shaving my legs and when it came time to have my pussy lips, I was so horny my pussy lips and clitoris were swollen.
I ended up softly rubbing my clitoris and when I finger fucked my wet pussy hole, I imagined it was T doing it.
That made me have the strongest orgasm I had ever had. I finished up, got dressed and headed to my first appointment.
It was the longest 45 minutes in my life. I was so horny, I couldn’t concentrate. When we were done, I anxiously headed to the restaurant where we were having lunch.
I got there first, so I sat at a table and waited. When he walked in the door, he was wearing a button down shirt, jeans and a leather jacket.
As he approached the table I couldn’t help but notice his big cock clearly bulging in his jeans.
Instantly my pussy got wet. Lunch went great. He continuously flirted with me and always found a way or excuse to touch me.
When he did, I would get wetter and wetter. After we finished, he walked me out to the car. We said our goodbyes and I stepped in to give him a farewell hug.
When he wrapped his arms around me, I completely melted. We pulled apart, he put his hand on my cheek and chin, turned my face slightly to the side and kissed me on the cheek. That made my pussy start twitching and get wet again.
I told him, “T, I really appreciate your friendship and it means a lot to me. I have a gift for you. Can we meet here, after my appointment so I can give it to you?”
“Sure” he said, “text me when you’re here and I’ll come down.”
Poster:
Gabriella
