I know this guy, Rayne; we've been fucking each other for about two years without really having a relationship. We're almost friends with advantages, but not quite friends.
When I need him I'll either text him during the day telling him I need to be fucked, or in the evening go to a bar I know he frequents. We'll say a casual hello and continue chatting to other people, both of us knowing that we'll be going to my house later. I have a few drinks and chat with friends ignoring him completely as this is all part of the excitement. I later receive a text telling me how horny he is and how he cannot wait to get home and fuck me. I tell him I am not yet ready to go, even though I am already wetting by the thought of him sliding his hard cock into my cunt.
More texts come through on my cell, he tells me how he loves how my lips wrap around his cock when I suck him and how he loves the way my pussy contracts around him when he fucks me till I cum.
I cannot wait to leave and say my goodbyes around the half-crowded bar leaving half my drink. I tell him to follow me home as I recently moved and he hasn't been to my new house. I already know it will be a great night.