2nd Encounter With My Best Friend

I probably should have told this story before the last one, but it came (literally) to mind recently....

5 or 6 years after that New Year's Eve hand job, I was living in my 1st apartment, holding down a crappy job but with a reasonable social life and staying in touch with my school friends. Caitlin was naturally one of those, and we met up every couple of weeks for coffee/drinks etc. C was (still is) a teacher and as the summer holidays rolled around she was keen to do some daytime drinking in the sun. Getting out of work early one day, we met in the City Centre and had a few (more than a few) drinks along the river in the sort of trendy bars I could barely afford then, and wouldn't be seen dead in now.

As the sun and the drinks took their toll, I suggested retiring to my place where we could get a take away, watch some rubbish on TV and sink a few more beers. Picking up the necessary on the way home, we holed up in my room for the evening.

At that point, I decided I wanted to get out of my work clothes (being he early 00s and working in the financial sector I had the full suit/tie combo on). I announced to Caitlin that I needed to change into something more comfortable and without making any effort to leave she just suggested I go ahead there and then....

"Ok, I'm putting some shorts on so I'm getting my willy out........ you can either look, or avert your eyes."

She looked - I'm not really one for flashing my flaccid member (although I've gotten more comfortable with it over the years) and a big grin came across her face as I slowly pulled on my loose shorts...

"I can't believe you looked," I said.

"Well....YOU gave me the option," she replied - not a lot I could say to that other than to try and even things up a bit.

Paraphrasing an early episodes of Friends I said, "Well, seeing as you saw my pee-pee.......I'm going to have to see your boobies!"

We both laughed at that, until C realised I was serious and without a 2nd thought, whilst lying back on the bed lifted up her t-shirt and bra exposing (very briefly) her lovely. white b cups.

"Is that it?" I protested. "I didn't get a proper look."

"I'll show you properly later," she said.....

So, the afternoon/evening rolled on, we drank more, we ate Chinese food and generally lounged about in an increasingly drunken stupor.

Finishing her drink, Caitlin motioned for me to pass over a new bottle.

"What's in it for me?" I enquired.

"I'll give you a snog," she offered.

"A snog? What are you? 13? I was thinking more along the lines of a blow job...."

"HA! You'd be lucky! Pass me a beer and then you'll see....."

So, beer was passed over, more drinks were taken and Caitlin leaned in to kiss me as she had promised.

Our lips met and did our tongues as we fell into a steamy, drunken embrace. My hand started to explore under her t-shirt, and in no time had her topless, caressing those lovely small breasts of hers.

"Told you I'd show you later," she laughed as I guided her hand to the growing bulge in my shorts.

"Someone has grown since earlier," she teased, as she started to rub my dick through my shorts.

We kissed and fondled for ages, me switching between kissing her and sucking her nipples, she moved her hand inside my shorts and gripped my rock hard cock, giving me an amazing hand job, just like all those years earlier..

"Caitlin....stop....I'm gonna...." I gasped, as I felt my orgasm rising......I didn't want to cum there and then as I sensed there was more to this tail.

She didn't stop, she increased the tempo and whispered in my ear, "I want to feel you cum all over my hand."

A few pumps later, I did exactly as she instructed, blew a huge load into her hand/my shorts and fell back on the bed exhausted and satisfied.

Caitlin sat up on the bed, inspecting her handiwork as she pulled her top back down and reached for her drink.

"Get me another drink and you might get even luckier......"

I did. And I did.