05 Nov 2015
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M would like to be your friend...accept/deny
That was the message that I saw on my phone. It took me by surprise a bit...M? The same M who dumped me for someone else may years back and who left me feeling rather sorry for myself?
It was indeed her and I accepted the request more out of curiosity than anything else. Started chatting and discovered that she has been divorced for 7 years now and had been going through a trying time. From her facebook pics she appeared older of course, but still quite attractive..I could see why I fell for her all those years back.
We should meet for coffee she texted...not a good idea I thought but msg'd back that it would be be great.
So we met at a really good coffee place and she was still FINE...and I could tell from our conversation that she regretted our break-up in hindsight...and said as much. I did not...could not commit but I remembered how I felt all those years back...thinking that I should have fucked her when I had the chance but I was a decent young man back then... :-)
Now she was here and she was vulnerable and she looked GOOD...as the conversation went I knew that the possibility of fulfilling the fantasy I had was almost entirely up to me.
She stays alone she said almost hopefully? or was I reading more into what she was saying because I wanted to...
I remained non-committal but this voice in my head was rather vengeful telling me to lead her on, play with her mind,...get her naked and to fuck her for hours without release...to withhold an orgasm...to punish her...to make sure that I shoot my load into her but to leave her unfulfilled like she deserved...
But this was M, who had crept into my heart so many years ago and who was the 1st person to break it so badly...but she had grown up and in her face I saw the heartache of many years...for choosing an asshole who eventually cheated on her and left her with a young kid while he shacked with the girl that he got pregnant...
At the end of the chat as we walked to the quiet parking lot and as we said our goodbyes, She pulled me close and hugged me and what started out as a peck ended up in a full-blown lipcrunching kiss that left her breathless and me wanting more. I sent her on her way and stared at the little sports car for a long while.
That voice in my head was getting louder and louder.....it was as vengeful as ever...
I'm not listening to it to be honest but there's an ache in me that wants to take it slowly with M...romance her old-style before fulfilling my fantasy...in the nicest, dirtiest but most enjoyable way...