Best Friends... 20 Year Reunion

*Author's note: This is a sequel to my previous work, "Best Friends...With Benefits". Whereas most of the events in the previous story are indeed based on actual events in my own life, several readers contacted me wishing that there was more to the story. I wish that in real life, there was more to the story, but sadly there isn't. This story that you're about to read will serve as not only a "What if?" type of story, but it will give some official closure to Chris and Liz. I hope you enjoy it!*

I opened my Facebook account one day in early 2023. I had been taking a break at work after putting in half a day at the steel mill already. I had been employed there coming up on 15 years, hired shortly after finishing my apprenticeship that I started right out of college. I kept myself so busy over the last several years that I never really realized how much time was passing by until that day.

When I clicked on the notification icon and saw a name that I hadn't seen in years. One of my old high school classmates tracked me down and sent me a friend request. I smiled, remembering some of the good times that I used to have running around with Adam and some other friends. Time got away and we lost track of each other. I accepted Adam's friend request and went about scrolling through my feed.

Within a few minutes, I noticed another notification pop up. I checked it and saw that Adam had sent me an invite to an event. My eyes went wide with surprise when I realized what it was.

"Adam Hartsfield has invited you to event: 20 Year High School Reunion!!!"

20 fucking years. How?!

As I sat there looking at the event page, wondering how the hell my life had gone by so fast, I couldn't help but notice some of the names of people marked down as attending. At least ten of my old running buddies from back in the day were going. A few of the ladies that I had always considered as hot were going. Adam himself was going to be there as he was the one organizing the event. Then, I was stopped in my tracks immediately when I saw one name in particular.

Liz Foreman.

Liz was marked down as "maybe" for attending. I felt my heart skip a beat. Liz and I went back a long time. Met in middle school, became best friends throughout high school, lost their virginity to each other after graduation, and kept an ongoing friends with benefits situation over a few years after graduation. With me having gone off to college and Liz having moved with her mother, Debbie, to Chicago, we had to make arrangements to meet up when we were going to be in town.

Even though we stayed in touch through social media and the weekly phone call, eventually life got in between us two best friends and we drifted apart. Weekly phone calls became every few weeks...then every few months.

Couple times a year for birthdays.

Then, finally...just social media.

That is, until at the age of 30, Liz lost her father Doug to cancer. With him still living in their home town, his funeral service was held there. Liz came in from Chicago and I made sure to come pay my respects and offer Liz my support. The visit had been very short with Liz rushing right back to Chicago after her dad was buried.

That had been 8 years ago. I hadn't seen Liz in 8 years.

I brought myself back out of my thoughts and back into reality. I clicked "maybe" for my response and closed out of the page. Part of me wanted to go and see some old friends and catch up after 20 years apart. But, I didn't want to confirm until I knew if it was worth the trip.

I went to Liz's profile. The little green dot by her profile picture showed that she was online at this moment. I couldn't wait any longer. I brought up the messenger app and sent her a message.

"Hey Liz!!!! It's been a while! Thought I'd reach out and chat with you. If you want to talk, I'll be on here throughout the day."

I hit send and started to close out of the app when my phone chimed. I looked at the message. Liz had replied instantly.

"Hey buddy! Yeah, life's been super crazy lately. I'll be happy to talk! If you want, give me a call after work today. I'm off, so I've got plenty of free time this afternoon."

I smiled as I read that. I couldn't wait that long.

"Well...what if I took some personal time for the rest of the day? Would you be up for talking earlier?" I hit the send button, anxious for her answer. Liz immediately replied.

"YES! Let me know when and I'll be waiting."

"Give me an hour to finish a couple things up and I'll take a half day today. Deal?"

"Absolutely. I'll wait for you!"

Those four words struck a chord with me. "I'll wait for you"...words that up until this point in my life, I never really put together, but reading them directly from Liz definitely put things in perspective.

In the course of the last 20 years, since Liz and I found ourselves together in her bed giving each other our virginity after several years of built up tension between us, I never found myself in a serious relationship with any woman. I had a few girlfriends throughout college, and I had even more booty calls than relationships with a few different friends that I had made during my adult years. Just last year, I got laid by a 22 year old who wanted to experience the ride with someone who happened to be 15 years older than her.

All those times were fun, but none of them could add up to what I had with Liz all those years back. I felt nothing that was more than a physical attraction to any of the women I had been with, so I accepted the role as a bachelor. But now, close to 40 years old, I had realized something deep down.

"I'll wait for you!" is what I have been feeling all these years when it came to Liz. I didn't know how or what I could possibly do, but I knew then and there that I needed to get Liz back in my life, and I would fight like hell to keep her there.

"Great. It's a phone date. Talk soon."

*****

Even though the next hour went by quickly, I felt like it was taking forever to get to that point. When I finally clocked out, I rushed to my truck and turned the ignition on. I got my phone out of my pocket and brought up Liz's number. My thumb hovered over the call button for a moment as I gathered my thoughts about what to say. We hadn't actually talked vocally in a few years, and my nerves were working overtime. I finally collected myself enough and hit the call button. There was a single ring on the other end and the familiar voice answered.

"Chris!!! Hey buddy!!!!" Liz answered excitedly, bringing an instant smile to my face. "How the hell are you?!"

"Hey Red!" I answered back before Liz cut me off.

"Still not a fan of that nickname, fucker!" Liz said with a laugh. I couldn't help but laugh myself at her reaction.

"Aw, you remembered my pet name at least..." I said with a sarcastic tone.

"Well, given our history, I think I've earned the right to call you that!" Liz laughed once more. Her laugh made me start to feel a certain way, but I knew I had to keep this banter going.

"Fair enough, but you haven't seen me in a while so...guess you can't call me fucker." I said in my best attempt at a comeback. Liz, still quick to a response even all these years later, made sure to let me know she still had that gift.

"Well, maybe we should make sure I can soon." Liz said, realizing what she said after the fact. "I....ummmm.... I mean...."

"My God woman, you still want it?" I said with a smirk. My turn to make her bite her tongue. "Twenty years later, and you still want my dick...did I make that much of an impression?" I ask, laughing out loud, but genuinely curious.

"Alright look fucker..." Liz started with a laugh. "I'm just saying...we've got some time to make up together." I could feel that she's being 100% sincere with me in the moment, but I'm left without anything to say right until she says it for me. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too Liz. So much." I said with complete honesty. "Not just...you know..."

"What? Fucking my ass in the shower? Taking me from behind on my bed? Laying me on my back and ramming that dick in my throat?" Liz said, giving me a recap of our last meeting nearly 20 years ago to the day. I feel my cheeks warm as the blood rushes to them, but I also feel the blood rushing down lower as she brings these memories up.

"I mean...those were all great times..." I said, causing Liz to erupt into laughter on the other end of the phone before I continue. "...but, I miss you. I mean, you were a major part of my life. If I can be honest, I'll go so far as to say that you were the first love of my life...and might still be." For a few moments, Liz is completely silent on the other end. I'm trying to get a feel for if I went too far or not, but she answers the question for me.

"Then, come get me."

"Come get you? What do you mean by that?"

"Well...when dad was in his last days, mom left her job here to move back and spend his final days by his side. They reconnected after years of being divorced. They were remarried two days before he died." Liz tells me, completely shocking me in the process. "She never moved back here. She's been home all this time. She's been waiting to pass away so she can catch up with dad in the afterlife. She wants buried beside him. And, I think her time is coming soon."

"Liz...I'm so sorry to hear that about your mom. I had no idea..." I said. Of course I had no idea. I never reached out to her and she never reached to me. I didn't know what else to say.

"It's okay Chris. I ended up quitting my job here because I needed the time to go be with mom, but they wouldn't work with me. I've had plenty of money in the bank to hold me over for a while, but then my car went to shit. So, I'm kinda stuck at the moment."

No sooner than she said that, I decided that I needed to step up and save the day for my long time friend. If there was ever a sign for me that the door with Liz was open, this was it. I needed to take my chance in order to get Liz back into my life.

"Saturday." I said.

"Is two days from now. One day in the weekend. What about Saturday?" Liz replied with a little hint of sarcasm.

"Smart ass!" I laughed, making Liz laugh too. "I can be there Saturday. Have what you need packed up and ready. I'll drive out to pick you up. You can stay with me until you find something."

"Chris...as much as I truly appreciate that, I can't ask you to do that. Especially after all this time."

"Quiet down Red. I'm serious. I live and work close to town, so you'll be close to your mom. You can stay here and have your essentials packed and ready when you need them. When you find a place, I'll help get you settled then go out and help you get the rest of your stuff. Might even be able to help you find a job. What do you say?" I wait for an answer, unsure of what will happen. Hopefully I didn't overstep.

"Okay. I'll see you Saturday."

*****

Saturday finally came around and I made my way to Chicago to pick Liz up. It didn't actually dawn on me what this meant until I stopped for gas about an hour away from my destination.

This was going to be a major change in my life. I didn't expect it to be as major of a change as it turned out to be, but this trip to Chicago was the first chapter of my new life.

As I was inside the gas station, looking at the drink selection before paying for my gas, my phone rang. I took it out of my pocket and I couldn't help but smile as Liz's name popped up.

"Hey trouble."

"Hey buddy. Where are you?" Liz asked as I grabbed a bottle of water for the road.

"Had to stop for gas. I'm about an hour out. You want anything before I leave?"

"Just wanted to check in. I want to see you!" Liz laughed, bringing yet another smile to my face. If only she knew how much I wanted to be there now.

"I know. I can't wait to see you either. Give me an hour. I'll be there ready to help load you up."

"I fucking hope so!" Liz laughed. "Sorry if that was blunt."

"Wouldn't expect anything else! I'll see you soon."

"Okay Chris. Be careful, okay?"

"Will do. Love ya."

Liz went quiet immediately. I fucked up. Those last two words came out unexpectedly and I couldn't stop them. I felt like an idiot!

"Love ya too. See you soon."

Oh shit. She said it back. Maybe that wasn't a mistake after all.

I got to the counter to pay for my gas and water, and the display of condoms caught my eye. I knew that I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up, but as the expression goes...better safe than sorry. I grabbed two of the small boxes of three condoms, paid for those, my gas and my water, filled up my truck, and hit the road once more.

And I might have sped a little bit.

*****

"Holy shit, you grew a beard!" Liz said excitedly as she greeted me at her front door before wrapping her arms tightly around my neck and shoulders. As she drew close to me, I was living fully in the moment. The warmth of her hug, the smell of her skin, the softness of her red hair brushing against my cheek. Tons of feelings were creeping up on me. Some expected, while others came out of left field. It felt amazing.

When she finally broke the hug and backed away, I took a good look at the woman in front of me. Unlike me, now sporting some gray hairs on my head and in my beard, Liz had managed to keep her youthful look, but also looked like she aged and matured gracefully. She was obviously an older version of the woman who was my best friend for many years...the woman I lost my virginity to...but, she had defied her parents genetics and she looked younger than she actually was. She was beyond beautiful.

In the years since they hooked up, Liz had developed some rather large breasts too. She hadn't changed in the slightest outside of her chest. Having greeted me at her door wearing a tight white tank top and some rather short gym shorts, I couldn't help myself as I looked her up and down as quickly as I could. She was still incredibly sexy. My trance was broken by the sound of Liz laughing.

"Are you gonna just stand there and stare at my tits or are you going to come inside?" Liz asked. She continued to laugh as I struggled to find the words to respond with. She reached down and grabbed my hand, lightly pulling as she walked me inside her house and closed the door.

"I'm sorry. It's just...it's been a while..." I started to say.

"Yeah I know it has. I'm sorry. I never wanted it to seem like I moved on in my life without you. I don't even know where to start with everything, but ---"

"You're absolutely fucking beautiful." I blurted out, once again trying to retrieve the words after they came out of my mouth. Liz had a brief look of shock on her face, followed by her trademark bright smile. "Sorry, that was blunt. I mean ---"

My words were cut off as Liz placed a hand on the back of my neck and pulled me in close. She gave me one of the greatest, most passionate kisses I've ever had in my life. It was absolutely breathtaking. I kissed her back, and we stayed like that for several moments. Liz finally broke the kiss and looked me deep in the eyes.

"Before we go any further with our talk...I need you to follow me." she said, walking away from me and up the stairs to her second floor. As I followed her, she took her tank top off, dropping it down on the stairs, catching me off guard. She looked over her shoulder and flashed me another beautiful smile.

"We've got some lost time to make up for, and I need to shower. You're welcome to join."

No sooner than she said that, my own shirt was off and I was unbuckling my belt as I sped up. Liz giggled and practically ran to her bathroom with me chasing her.

*****

Almost as soon as she made it into the bathroom, I heard the shower turn on, leading me to the proper room once I made it upstairs. When I got to the doorway of the bathroom, I was met with some type of fabric thrown right at my face. Liz laughed as I stood there momentarily with my vision blocked by the material draped over my eyes. I reached up to my head and removed the object, only to find those same gym shorts that had just been hugging tightly at Liz's hips.

When I looked up from the shorts, Liz had stood before me completely naked. She was almost posing in order to give me a good, proper look at her gorgeous body. As I had suspected, her breasts had grown since the last time I saw her in the nude. Once a perky B cup, Liz was now sporting at least a higher C cup, maybe even bigger. And, she now had barbell nipple piercings, which was an instant turn on for me.

I continued to look her over as I felt my cock growing stiff. The woman before me had changed slightly. Back in our younger days, Liz never worked out but had a smaller build. She was curvy where it counted, but she never made an effort to get herself toned. Now, she had a few abs showing, her hips were still there and from what I could tell, she had been hitting the gym often. She smiled and turned slowly, showing off her tight but round ass. She had definitely been doing her squats! Liz put a hand under the running water of the shower to check and make sure it was warm enough for her liking, then immediately stepped inside the large walk-in shower. This was a major upgrade from the last shower we used together, and from the looks of it, there was a lot more room to use at our leisure.

Watching as the water rushed over Liz, I couldn't help but think not only how sexy she was, but overall how beautiful she was inside and out. I had prepared for something like this to happen between us, but I wasn't expecting anything to happen. Now, I knew that at least to some extent, Liz had been keeping some things for me bottled up all these years as well. I knew what was about to happen physically between us, but I wasn't going to leave her without figuring out where we were with our feelings. Liz opened her eyes, flashed a bright smile, then I immediately saw the look of lust take over.

"Don't just stand there and watch. Get in here and fuck me." Liz said to me. That's all the motivation I needed. I took off my pants, giving her a sneak peek at my bulge protruding from underneath my form fitting boxers, and she bit her bottom lip as she looked me over.

"Oh shit...someone's been keeping his body in shape." Liz said, looking at my own modest set of abs before looking down at my bulge. "And, that seems a little bigger than I remember too. I wonder if it will fit in my mouth?" She dropped down to her knees, and gave me a little "come here" motion with her finger. I stripped my boxers off, allowing my cock to spring free, and making her eyes grow a little wider. "Come in and find out with me."

"Challenge accepted." I say to Liz, making her laugh as I practically jump into her shower. As soon as I'm within her reach, Liz places one hand on my cock and starts stroking and lightly squeezing it, and the other finds my balls as she plays with them gently. I feel myself getting harder by the second as I look down into the eyes of my best friend from years ago. She's flashing that gorgeous smile of hers once more as she starts to work me over.

"God damn, I've missed you." Liz says right before she opens her mouth and slides my cock right in. It takes her a few strokes with her mouth to get used to it, but within seconds, Liz is taking my entire length in her mouth, working her tongue in between her head bobbing back and forth. I'm completely lost in the moment and I know right then and there where I stood with my feelings towards Liz.

There was no way in hell that I was letting her go again.

As she continued to rock my world with her mouth, I couldn't help myself. I placed my hands on her head, and she nodded. She was giving me control. I hold her head in place and start to facefuck her. She moaned her approval, reaching down between her thighs to play with her clit as I used her mouth as my own personal sex toy. It doesn't take too long and she wraps her lips tight around my cock as she started to orgasm. Her hand rubbing her clit almost violently, her mouth full of my cock. I stopped thrusting as I was all the way in her mouth, and she completely lost control. She was turned on entirely.