After more than a year of missing him with every part of myself, I couldn't take it anymore. I had a very hard day and just needed my best friend. Without thinking, I got in my car and started driving. I drove for days, crossing the vast terrain of the country until I finally made it back home.
It was his day off and I knew he was working on some household projects, so I drove straight to his house. As I pulled up my heart began racing, I could feel my face flush red and I could barely contain my excitement. I got out of the car and ran up to his door and knocked as loud as I could. A few seconds later he opened the door and I leapt into his strong, comfortable arms. It took him a few seconds to process what happened, but then he hugged me even tighter to himself.
"I can't believe you are here! What made you come back?" He asked.
"I just needed you. I missed you and the phone just wasn't enough anymore."
We went inside his house and he closed the door behind him. He took me upstairs to the bedroom, where he was working on a few projects that had been neglected. We started working on them together, as we talked and just enjoyed being in each others company again.
It didn't take long for sexual innuendos to work their way into conversation. As we sa,t commenting about the hammering, the screwing and hard tools, the atmosphere in the room began to change. Having experienced each other's bodies before, we knew what was happening. There was no stopping it.
After finishing the work in the bedroom we headed downstairs for some water and lunch. We sat across from each other at his table, and as we talked I began to feel his leg rub mine. We were thinking the same thing. The anticipation was beginning to build for an experience I hoped would happen very soon.