I have always had an attraction to Helen, a friend and work colleague who I have known for over twenty years. Nothing much had ever happened over those years, except for mutual flirting with the exception of an isolated moment in a car park. During a rain storm one dark evening Helen had offered me a lift from the office to the car park. Helen was at least ten years younger than myself and had always attracted me sexually. Having reached the car park I reached over to kiss her on the cheek and for whatever reason our lips met and what had started as the intention to give a quick peck on the cheek turned into a slow passionate, long lingering kiss which sent shivers throughout my body. I also recall that as her tongue explored my mouth, my cock hardened into what I can only describe as the most painfully pleasurable hard on I have ever had! I got out of the car and we went our ways, a rock hard bulge and large wet patch in my pants! Oh how I wish I had stayed and fucked her senseless in that car park!
Instead, I have wanked myself dizzy over Helen ever since, fantasizing over her, recalling the passion of her kiss , wishing I had taken the chance to undo her blouse, fondle her lovely tits, finger fuck her tight lush wet pussy and then pound into her until we were both exhausted and she was full of my hot cum.
Despite this fantasy of mine we have always remained friends and watch out for each other as well as having continued to flirt outrageously on occasion. My trust in Helen is such that I was able to confide in her that I have always enjoyed wearing women's clothing and was in fact bisexual. I was never worried about telling her and in fact it was a weight off my mind, a burden shared so to speak. Helen responded to this sensational disclosure by buying me a netball skirt and offering me the chance to catch up on lost time! She has also provided me with countless items of female clothing, wigs and my false boobs, which are a god send to any part time woman wannabee! Thanks' to Helen and only to Helen I have flowered into the part time transvestite persona of Amanda, but that's another story!
A couple of weeks ago Helen was house sitting a friend's place, who was away for the weekend. The washing machine had stopped working and as I was an electrician she had decided to call on my services in the first instance. I pulled up outside of the house and walked towards the front door with my tools in hand. Little was I to know that she would have my tool in her hand a little later! Helen opened the door and greeted me with a smile and offer of the customary coffee as I was shown into the kitchen. She looked as delicious as she had twenty years ago and I couldn't help but gaze at her gorgeous arse covered in the denim of her tight jeans as she filled the kettle.
As is always the case when I see Helen, I recall that moment of passion in the car park and am affected by a horny twinge between my legs and an ache in my balls that reminds me of our unfinished business.
"Remember that kiss Helen?," I said,
"Definitely," she replied.
"Want to try another," I said, nervously, expecting to thrown out, or scolded at the very least!
"Come here," she said.
I moved towards her and placed my hands on her hips, drawing her closer to me. She looked up as her hands extended around my waist, our lips meeting t for the second time in two decades. As they met the sheer volume of sexual energy exploded throughout my body, shivers shot down my spine and nervous system triggering a sudden rush of blood to my cock leaving me light headed due to the intensity. Her tongue gently entered my mouth and probed slowly and thoughtfully as I moaned in a bottled up release of sexual fantasy over this woman. My hands were running over her hips slowly enjoying her body just as I had countless times previously whilst wanking in fantasy, only now it was real. Our tongues entangled deep within each other's mouths as my cock throbbed hard and painfully in the confines of my trousers. By now, my hands were wandering all over her in sheer want, up and down her sides, over her hips and over her gorgeous arse for which I had craved for so long. She bit my lip lightly and moaned, sending a spasm down through my body and causing the ache in my full balls to intensify to an unbearable need to empty them into her. Hands running all over each other, kissing passionately I moved my attention to her tits, my hands now touching her warm bare skin under her tee shirt. Moving up slowly over her sides I stopped when I reached the materiel of her bra. I hadn't even imagined this would have been possible as I had wanked over her on countless occasions over the years, in what must surely have resulted in at least a whole bucket of wasted cum.
