It was difficult to concentrate on anything. Visions of Aileen's nude body beneath me, hands tied above her head, strapped to my bed post, back arched and breasts thrusting out to meet my insatiable lips interrupted my thoughts constantly.
It was only a few hours ago. Aileen was at work, doing the late shift at the grocery store; probably with my cum still leaking out of her pussy. And yet reality kept jolting me awake. I'd betrayed my best friend by having the most wondrous sex of my life with his girlfriend. And she'd just announced that she was going to leave town in a week. It made logical sense. A partial scholarship to a reputable school was the logical decision to make. As I dropped her off at work she'd mentioned that she didn't think she and John would be able to make the long distance thing work; that it may have to end this week. But even that would be difficult. John wasn't due back until a couple days after she was moving. As I said earlier, Aileen was full of secrets. And my head was still whirling at all the various ways my life was changing because of one magnificent hour of passion.
It was getting late and I went back home in a futile attempt to sleep. The next day - attempting to play it cool, I didn't call her. But then she didn't call me. Did I waste a day? Should I be calling her? Shouldn't I let her work things out with John first? I was so conflicted. I had no idea what to do or think.
Two days after our magical tryst, Aileen called me. She was a bit perturbed I didn't call, but her the annoyance in her voice soon gave way to some flirting and our usual easy banter. "Can you drop by my place? My parents are working at the restaurant and I need someone to help me drive some stuff to the bus station. I'm going to be shipping some of my stuff to the university dorm by Greyhound bus," Aileen said.
I got to her place in record time. After helping her drop off a few boxes I had to ask, "What's happening between you and John? Have you told him you're moving yet? Did you tell him what happened between us?
"Yes, I told him I'm going away for school. The timing is awful, we won't have a chance to really figure things out. But you know him. Within a month he'll have replaced me with some other girl, one who's skinnier, with bigger boobs, and a nicer butt." Aileen was only half joking. I thought the same thing. John was always smooth with the ladies.
"Well I don't think he'll ever find a better person," I sincerely replied. "Beauty is more than what's on the surface. Plus, I think your boobs are pretty good already..." Maybe I shouldn't have added that last part.
Aileen laughed, the twinkling mischief returning to her eyes, adding, "You know, I think I still get my turn."
"What do you mean? Your turn?" I was intrigued and a bit scared.
"You had me tied up and I couldn't do a thing. I think it's my turn to take over!", Aileen said.
We had just pulled in to her driveway and my cock was starting to stir. "I don't know if that's a good idea. You and John need to figure things out, I don't want to be the one coming between my best friend and his girl."
"Well I think you've already come between your best friend and his girl... what's one more time? Plus I'm serious! I want my turn! You gotta play fair!". Aileen was insistent. And who am I to oppose fair play?
She sent me off to the corner store to buy condoms and she wanted to clean up the house. When I returned, she let me in. Her parents were working at the family restaurant and normally wouldn't be back by midnight. Her brother spent most of his waking hours at his girlfriend's place so we'd have the place to ourselves.
"Come with me!" she giggled, leading me by the hand to her room.
She grabbed a couple of her brothers neck ties from his room. While walking past I couldn't help but notice a few porno mags on the bed, a tv and a vcr at one end of the bedroom along with a few video tapes scattered throughout (yes, this took place in the 90s). "My brother has a bit of a porn habit," Aileen said with a very matter-of-fact tone. This girl has so many secrets!
Walking into her room she playfully pushed me onto her bed, tying my hands together to the top of her bedpost as I had done to her a couple days previous. But she had to one-up me... she tied the other necktie around my eyes so that I couldn't see. Her brother's aftershave was quite strong, I could even smell it on the tie.
Aileen was thoroughly in charge now... stroking my arms as I did to her before moving lower and lower, caressing my face, pausing to give me the occasional peck on the cheek, or on the ear, or on my lips. Her fingers began to stray towards my chest, stroking the fabric of my t-shirt, making small circles around my hardening nipples. She began to pull my shirt upwards, kissing my belly, and licking my belly button as I had done to her. My cock was getting harder and my mind was beginning to lose focus. Before I knew it my pants and briefs were gone, my entire lower body exposed to the air.
"I never had a chance to really enjoy this last time," Aileen whispered. She slowly stroked my legs. She complimented my legs many times and now as she stroked my inner thighs, I knew she wasn't stopping there. My cock was at attention as she gave it a quick lick, followed by another. There was some rustling on the bed, the sound of footsteps and clothing dropping. Before I could say anything I heard Aileen tearing open the box of condoms...
"Just want to be safe - don't want to get carried away like last time." Her fingers kept teasing my cock over the circumsized head before she slowly slipped the condom on. She began licking the inside of my leg, and then moved up, kissing up my body before reaching my lips. I began to try kissing her but she continued moving upwards until my lips were brushing up against what could only be her breasts. How I wish I could have seen them! I imagined them as last time - her white breasts, hanging on her body, quite heavy but not overly large. Her black hair was swaying, brushing up against my head as her breasts lingered above my lips. I gave her nipples a few licks, making them point out more.
She returned back to the lower levels and began kissing my cock. As she began licking and sucking it, the sensation was muted somewhat by the condom, but I wasn't going to complain. I could feel the passion rising, my balls were beginning to stir... Her hand holding on to my cock as she licked. Her other hand caressing the inside of my hips. It seemed like her hands were everywhere, all at once.