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Reunion

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Twenty-five years since the first time, we made love again. A very true story.


We'd been best friends. We'd been each other's first to see totally nude, first oral, first lots of other things, too.  We'd traveled well together one summer between school years.  Then life took us down different paths, and friendship became a letter here, then an email, a Facebook comment, then nothing for several years. "Hi." was the message on my phone.

"Well, hi!" I wrote back. We messaged back and forth, catching one another up on life, mutual friends, and our careers.  I'd been thinking about it for a while, but hadn't had the courage to find her contact info and ask her. "You ever think about it?" I asked. "About what?" "That first time you unzipped my shorts in the car, pulled me out, and began to eat me." "Damn, boy, that was a hot change of subjects!" she texted back.  "I can return the favor it you want?" For the next hour, we sexted back and forth, unleashing fantasies tucked deep in our minds. "Well, I gotta go fix dinner for the family," she wrote at last.  "Let's do this again, sooner than 25 years from now?" "Maybe later tonight?" "I'll text you from bed." "Mmmmm, yes." The texts continued, and eventually became pictures, then phone calls. They weren't always sex, but, sex was usually part of the conversation.  Wishing we'd known then what we'd learned from other lovers through the years. Then the invitation.  "I'm driving over for a work meeting in a few weeks. I'd love to meet for lunch."  I was thrilled. I was scared to death.  "Lunch would be good, yes!" I wrote back. "I'll have to bring my co-worker. We're carpooling.  Separate hotel rooms, but same car." "No worries," I texted back. "I don't care who's there, I'm excited to see you!" Two weeks of countdowns, and my heart was racing as I pulled into the parking lot.  She'd find out at check-in that I'd visited her hotel early that morning to drop off a gift bag welcoming her to town.  A shiver went through all the right places as I'd walked out, hoping I'd be back. I saw her first, in front of the door, as I drove into the restaurant's lot.  We were both older, clearly, but the heat of her texts could not compete with the heat of her look. I reached out to shake her hand, and nodded at her companion.  "Um, no sir, I want a hug from you."  She hugged me like she meant it.  I heard a whisper..."As promised, I'm not wearing anything under this outfit." "GREAT to see you too!" I over-responded, blushing, and wondering if the co-worker had heard the same comment. She introduced me to her co-worker, and we went into the restaurant.  She sat across from me, and I sat next to her co-worker.  We ordered, nervously. As if it were a first date.  As they updated me on the work meetings they'd come for, I slowly moved my foot next to hers under the table.  My hand eventually found her knee.  Her hand covered mine, and as they continued to talk business, I was back in the car where we'd first made out so many years before. We got through lunch, and since the company was buying theirs, they also bought mine.  We rose to leave. "So, on to the office for y'all?" "Oh, no, we're not due to start until a dinner meeting tonight.  We wanted to get over here ahead of traffic.  And the Mrs here wanted to get here for lunch with you," the coworker informed me. "Well, thanks for lunch!  And thanks for coming early!" I walked them to their car, hanging back in hopes of holding her hand for the briefest of seconds.  No luck. "Thanks for meeting us!  I'll text you in a bit and see if you have any dinner recommendations near our hotel. We're going to go check in now," she said, all business. "Sounds good, happy to help if I can." Hard as a rock, and with no care for who might notice, I walked back to my car, turned on the air conditioning, and just sat there for a few minutes.  I was exhausted with anticipation.  As the blood began to return to other parts of my body, my phone buzzed.  "Thanks, again. That was fun!" I agreed, and added a smiley emoji. I made it back to the office, and pretended to care what was on my desk for the rest of the afternoon.  A beep this time indicated another message.  "Room 352." "Great!  You got checked in!" I texted back. "Yes I did. And the front desk had a nice little surprise waiting for me." Another emoji. "Want to come see it?" "The gift bag?  Ummmmm." "The room, you big dummy.  It's a king-sized suite.  We can hang out in the living room area if you can get away for a bit." "Let me see what I can do!" I already knew what I could do...I'd told my boss that an old friend from college was in town and I was hoping to spend the afternoon with them.  Worst case, I'd just go hit the gym for a few hours if her plans weren't flexible, to burn off some of my built up energy. Twenty minutes later, I knocked on room 352. I saw the shadow cross under the door, and felt an eye checking to see who'd knocked. I wasn't sure she'd open it.  And if she did, exactly what I would do about it. The door opened, and I walked through the empty doorway.  She closed the door behind me. "Hi" she said, and wrapped her arms around me again.  We kissed, hard.  Long.  Deeply. "Hello there" I finally replied. We kissed again.  Then just held each other.  My hands slid down to her still-amazing ass.  She looked me deep in the eyes.  "I've missed you." "I've missed you, too, so very much.  I'm glad I'm here now, though." She smiled the same innocent, vulnerable smile that had gotten my attention the first time we'd met.  This time, I kissed it, lightly. "I kinda wondered if you might be naked when you closed the door," I confessed. "Would you have wanted that?" she replied.  Sounded genuinely inquisitive. "Well.  I wouldn't have been sad about it." "Are you sad that I'm not?" "No!  Are you kidding?  We're talking, face to face, with no devices or distance between us!" "OK, good," she replied. Another deep kiss, with tongues jockeying for superiority. She moved my hands up to her waist. "Sorry," I whispered. "For what?" she laughed. "For having my hands on your ass." "They're not on my ass, they're on my pants." "Right," I laughed.  I slid them inside her waistband, and she shivered.  "Now they're on my ass," she observed. I began to slide her pants down. She'd told the truth about not wearing anything underneath. She stopped me. "Are you sure about this?" "Absolutely.  No regrets.  Are YOU OK with this?" "It's why I wasn't naked when you came in. I'd hoped you'd get me that way yourself." She looked over my shoulder.  "Would you like to sit down on the couch?" she asked. "Could we lie down on the bed instead?" "Again, are you sure?  We don't have to do anything besides talk." "Absolutely. I've been sure about this from the day you mentioned lunch." She led me into her bedroom, now our bedroom.  The sun filled the room perfectly.  We stripped one another. I laid her down at the end of the bed, and knelt on the floor. I sucked one nipple hard as she squeezed the other one, both sitting atop perky, full C cups.  Then we silently swapped breasts and continued.  She opened her legs, and I kissed my way down to begin sucking the sweet juices she'd been producing since lunch.  "Put your fingers inside?" she whispered.  I licked, and sucked, and thrust until she was almost to orgasm.  She stopped me, and slid up the bed. I followed her. Our eyes met, and the love I saw outshined all the heat that was also there.  She spread her bent knees, showing me again her beautiful pussy.  I crawled on top of her, and she slid me inside.  It was better than I could have ever imagined.  "OOOOOOhhh," she moaned. Twenty-five years ago, scared of pregancy and all that could have meant, we'd never gone further than a quick penetration.  Not this time.  We thrust into each other over and over.  Her pussy was so wet, and she clinched her clit around me perfectly.  "May I cum inside you?" I managed to ask after a few minutes. "Yes. Please. Oh, God, yes, please. Cum inside me." I did. Oh. Wow. I laid beside her, and we held hands in silence under the cool of the fan.  I felt her head turn my way.  "You OK?" "Hell yes. Wow.  Are you OK?" "Mmmm. Yes I am." What seemed like several minutes of blissful silence passed by.  She rolled to her side, facing me.  She put one hand on my limpness, and then began to suck my nipples.  Another first.  "I want to taste us," she said after a few minutes. She licked then sucked my still glistening dick.  "Hmmm.  We taste good!  I've never done THAT before!  Here, you try," and she leaned up and put her tongue deep in my mouth.  I tasted the two familar tastes...the combination was even better.  Two more firsts for us. We held one another for another long while, then it was time for her to get ready for her dinner meeting, and for me to go home. "Want me to bring ya breakfast?" I asked on the way out. "Yes please," she whispered, as she kissed me one more time.

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