We tried long-distance, but it got too hard. There was too much going on; my ambition took over, for a time. Her emotions were all over the place and I couldn’t stand to see what I was doing to her. It ended over text. Three glorious years we had together, and it ended over text.
But now she’s here, tonight. And we’ve escaped the others, to possibly have sex.
Well, most definitely, we’re going to! We’ve taken ourselves off to some hidden nook and she’s doing her thing, dancing up a storm for me. Jeez… I missed those legs.
The CEO invited a bunch of us over to his country house for a hiking weekend, but I never expected she’d be here, too. Not in a million years.
All it took was for our eyes to meet across the dining room. No words and I was back in the thick of desire, all over again.
After the dessert course, I excused myself from the table, telling my date I was going to the bathroom. She’s just an intern happy to have a free weekend away. I was considering fucking her, but not now.
Out in the corridor, Alexa wasn’t far behind me as the others made their way through to the lounge. We shared another look as we checked we weren’t being followed. In her eyes, I saw she wanted to fuck me too..
Now we’re here, in some kind of boot room. It’s dingy.
Seeing her again, I’m reminded why I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her—loving her.
I can’t get over her.
I’m never going to be.
She’s the one.
It was just the wrong time.
Or was I wrong? Was I a fool to leave?
She’s swaying those hips like she knows how good she looks to me—how ravishing. She looks better than ever. Still, into her dancing and the gym, I reckon. But it was never just her looks or her incredible body I loved. I adored her, through and through. Her sassiness, confidence, and her particular way of always making people feel special. Nobody has made me feel so special since her. I’ve missed her like crazy, and from the way she’s wriggling her peachy butt around in front of me, she’s missed me, too.
I need to know if she tastes the same.
She makes me feel raw and hungry and insatiable; I’ve missed that so damn much. That special spark is hard to find. It’s an overwhelming feeling that means you’d do crazy things, just to have them whisper your name. Like us fucking down here at the other end of the house while our dates for the night start to wonder where we are.
We’ve still not spoken a word to one another yet, but her gaping mouth is saying all kinds of things..
She’s grinning, even as she starts to lift the hem of her long black dress. She knows we could get caught—but she doesn’t care. She bites her lip when she sees the bulge in my pants .
Jesus, I haven’t been this hard in half a decade. This is just how fucking special she is to me, and why? Why the fuck did I let her go?
Yet here we are.
Maybe it’ll be like fucking a stranger, but so much better.
Everything led to here, now… her.
When she reaches over to stroke my thigh for a moment, brushing only the tip of my cock with her long fingers, that’s when I see a flash of delight run through her.
She missed my cock. She almost forgot how thick I am and how much a man can want a woman.
Well, honey, I missed you, too.
