Sarah was a friend of mine and we had talked on IM a lot over the past year. Ever since that blissful day that we threw caution to the wind and finally gave into our primal desires to be with each other. We had met a few times before and little did we both know, but we were extremely attracted to each other.
Then one day I went to her house to talk about some photography stuff and we talked for hours like we had been best friends forever, but when she read me some of her erotic stories I could no longer contain myself and enveloped her with a fit of passion.
She tried to stop herself, because I was married, but she was unable to control her desires. Ever since that beautiful day I have desired to experience it again, but her conscience could not allow her to join him.
So instead we continued a beautiful friendship that had lasted for almost a year. Then one day as we were chatting about her problems with her boyfriend she made note of a house she was interested in and asked if I could show it to her. I could hardly contain my excitement!
Not that I had any high expectations, but just to see her in person again would be so wonderful! To be able to hug her again and smell her sweet smell was so tantalizing. I of course immediately made plans to show it to her and ran home to shower and prepare.
When I arrived I immediately noticed she was dressed to kill. I ran my eyes up and down her perfectly shaped body, imagining what she would feel like in my arms, what she smelled like, and what she tasted like. Sarah was wearing one of those pink mini skirts, flared at the bottom, and a pair of black high-heeled boots. She was stunning, and my desire for her was growing stronger and stronger with every second that ticked away.
My mind was going a million miles a minute, but the right words just never seemed to come out. As I finished showing Sarah around the house we both stood in the living room. She asked several questions but I could tell she was just stalling. I hoped she was interested in me but I wasn't certain.
I wondered if she wanted the same thing I wanted. I have been married for ten years, and thought maybe I had misread her signals. Finally, I cracked a joke and she leaned into me as she laughed.
I half-heartedly put my arm around her and she didn't pull back. She looked at me and smiled, as if to say that she liked being held in my arms. That was all the invitation I needed. As we gazed into each other's eyes, I put my hand on her neck and slowly slid it behind her head. This was the moment we had both been waiting for.
My heart was racing! She was so beautiful and I wanted her with every once of my being. I leaned into her and our lips pressed firmly against each other. The taste of her lips was intoxicating! Like the feeling of the sun on your skin after a long hard winter.
I quickly moved my lips down her face and onto her neck. I could tell that even feeling my breath against her neck was causing immense pleasure for her. She pressed her body even closer into mine.
I made my way across her ear and whispered, "I want you, I need you Sarah." At the same time, she was feeling my body with her hands, working her way down my chest and rock hard abs. I was doing the same but had to stop at her breasts and take my time caressing and exploring them with a combination of tenderness and savage desire.
As I felt her nipple in my hand I realized that I had to get my mouth around it. I had to feel the sensation of her warm hard nipple in my mouth, and I wanted to give her so much pleasure that she would never want to leave.
I felt her breathing getting heavier as I pressed my lips against her nipple. I continued to lick, suck and nibble, encouraged by her gasping for breaths.