I walked across the threshold of the old bar and all the familiar sensations hit me. The smell of beer and wood mixed with the non stop blare of high volume rock and roll. It had been years since I had last set foot in the place but it looked like nothing had changed. I even saw a few of the same people. Just proves that you can go home again. At least to your university watering hole.
Although primarily a college bar the student crowd didnât usually show up until well after dark. On Friday afternoons the beer garden and deck area attracted a large crowd of young professionals, professors, attorneys, government types and local intelligencia on their way home from work. I spotted the crowd I had come to meet out on the deck. They were mostly friends from work, wives, husbands and hangers on. We laughed and talked shop while listening to the music.
I had a few pints of beer and was feeling pretty good when I looked up and spotted an old friend. Or an old lover to be more exact. She was with a group at a table not far away. Her hair was longer than I recalled but I remembered her face very well. Watching her laugh and joke around I noted that she had kept her body in good shape. Her tight jean shorts showed off her ass and legs nicely. I noted all the guys checking her out every time she bent over the table to hear the conversation.
She and I had known each other from High School but hadnât really paid any attention to one another until college. We ended up in some of the same classes and going out with friends on the weekends. She was a regular knock out and, as was my way at the time, I immediately put the moves on her. Before long we were in the sack together every chance we got.
As I recall we had little in common and never really had a conversation. We both were just soothing our raging hormones. And the sex was very good. I mean really good. The kind of sex you never forget.
One night we were heatedly fucking on the bed in her dorm room. She had both her legs pulled back and was holding them up by her ankles. My cock was hammering in and out of her sweet wet pussy and her tits were jiggling around to the rhythm of our hard slapping naked bodies. She gasped âOh god never stop fucking me! Never take away your cock! I need this cock in me forever!â
âYou got it babyâ I replied breathless âanyplace, anytime, anything you want!â
âOh oh oh!â She answered âpromise me youâll fuck me whenever I want! Give me this cock whenever I say!â
âOnly if youâll give me this hot pussy whenever I wantâ I said watching myself plow in and out of her dripping cunt lipsâ
âOh yes!â She shrieked âyou can have it anytime baby! Ten years from now Iâll still spread my legs for you!â
With that we both went over the top and started shooting cum juice. At the change of the semester our class schedules sent us to opposite sides of campus and gradually we lost touch.
Now. Ten years later I stood staring at her ass from across the bar. I wondered if the offer was still good. She seemed to be with one of the guys sitting at her table so I didnât want to interrupt. I couldnât resist a hello though. The next time she went to the bar I arranged myself so I was standing nearby.
She leaned on the bar pressing her breasts against the thickly shellacked surface. The effect was that her boobs were pushed up exposing her ample cleavage. A guy could stand there all day with a fifty dollar bill in his hand and not get noticed. Her innocent looking little trick got her two beers in a matter of seconds.
âHiâ I said as she turned.
Her face was blank for a moment then lit up. âIts you!â She shrieked âhow have you been?!â
âGoodâ I replied. âYou?â
âFine! Fine!â she said waving the frosty beers âCome over to the table and meet my friends.â
They were a friendly group of locals. The guy she had been buzzing around earlier turned out to be her boyfriend of several years. He didnât seem jealous or threatened by me talking with his girl though so after a few niceties he went back to his conversation with the others. She and I started catching up.
We talked for a while but I soon remembered why our old relationship was primarily physical. There was an electricity between us that was being kept at arms length. My heart was beating fast and I was in a panic because I couldnât think of anything else to say. So I said we should stay in touch and went to give her my card. When I opened my wallet I realized that I had left all my cards in the car.
âRun out to my car with me and we can trade numbersâ I suggested.
âWeâd better hurry it looks like its going to rainâ she said.
Looking up I noticed a bank of dark clouds moving over the sun. We walked out into the grass parking lot and by the time we got to my car large drops of water were falling from the sky. I let her into the passenger side and I jumped in behind the wheel. I quickly found my cards and got her number but by then we were in the middle of one of Floridaâs famous afternoon downpours.
âLooks like were stuck for a whileâ I commented. The windows were already fogging up. I looked over and her large green eyes seemed to be pleading with me. Without another word I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She moaned as if relieved and kissed me back. Our tongues quickly exploring each otherâs mouths.
I slid my arm around her waist and worked my way up, pushing under her blouse until I reached her breasts. Quickly unsnapping the latch I set them free and began gently massaging her soft mounds. She wasnât wasting any time either rapidly pulling my t-shirt out of my jeans and up my hard torso. I threw the shirt into the back seat as she unbuttoned hers and wriggled out of her bra.
Topless we fell back into a deep kiss. Pressing our naked flesh together. Feeling each other for the first time in ten years. I slipped my face down and took one of her hard nipples into my mouth.
âMmmmâ she moaned as I licked and massaged her sensitive globes. With my free hand I glided down to her thigh and teased her skin back up to the crotch of her jean shorts. I could feel the heat burning through the denim between her legs as I stroked back and forth along the seam. She pressed herself luridly against my fingers.