The next time I saw Michelle was practically 20 years later. I had looked her up online and we started exchanged e-mails. We had both had 2 kids gotten married and she was now divorced, living in her parents house. I mentioned that my band was playing near her town that weekend and she agreed to come.
The week dragged by. I couldn't wait to see her. I had thought previously about driving by her house to see what she looked like, but I resisted.
When the date came, I set up my equipment and waited with a Sam Adams at a table. Would we even recognize each other? I looked at everyone who entered when a couple of girls came through the door. I ran to meet them when I heard the drums and guitar...it was time to play.
At the end of the night she came up to me. I hardly recognized her. Her hair was long instead of short, she had added a bit of weight, what you would definitely call big and beautiful...but there was no mistaking the eyes. They cut right through me. She said she could wait as I packed and I finished up...quickly.
The air was brisk as we walked to her friend's car and said goodnight. As we gazed into each other's eyes reflecting how nice it was to see each other again, we hugged and I kissed her cheek...gently...moving closer towards her lips. At once an innocent kiss involved our tongues and we locked lips for a few minutes. Her friend Lori beeped and we parted.
"I'll see you again?" she asked.
"I'll call you."
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Thus began our torrid affair. We would meet when we could, talking and discussing our lives, but at the end always ending up groping each other in the back of a car. She was so giving with her body. Her breasts were now enormous and her nipples responded to my tongue with ever-increasing hardness.
We had both agreed that sex was out of the question. We were only here for the companionship and a bit of lost affection. At what point had it crossed the line?
Perhaps late at night after one of our ever-increasing bookstore visits. We had finished our coffees and were in the parking lot. The autumn air was cool and brisk. Neither of us had a coat.
"I'm cold," she said.
I opened the door to her car and said, "We can talk in here if you'd like"
I entered the passenger's side and our lips locked with heated intensity. My hands moved under her red cardigan as she let out a soft moan. I could feel her hard nipples underneath the thick fabric of her bra.
This couldn't be just a night of heavy petting. I really needed to fuck her. My cock was straining against the fabric of my jeans as I moved over her, unbuttoning her sweater revealing only a beige satin bra.
She was gorgeous. Looking into her eyes I wanted only to hold her and possess her once again. The years added only a honeyed sweetness to my little girlfriend. The weight she had added only made me feel like I had been blessed with a girl who made me feel like I couldn't get close enough to her. I wrapped her in my arms and nuzzled my lips into her neck as she peeled off my shirt.
"God your skin feels good," she said as I made every effort to connect as much of it as possible to hers. SHe leaned up and allowed me to unclasp her bra. Her breasts gloriously spilled out in front of me and I took her left nipple in my mouth.
My tongue flicked over it, letting it harden before I sucked on it some more. I could feel her writhing beneath me as I reached across to lower the back of the seat. I did the same to the passenger side and she scooted over to me letting me position myself on top of her.
"46G.....If you want to know." she said.
"Know what?" I asked.
"My bra size. You seem to like them. I knew you wouldn't ask."
"They're beautiful," I said and my mouth descended on her right nipple as her hand caressed the back of my neck, pleading for me to keep on.
"My tits get so sensitive...."
My hands moved over her, exploring every inch of her body. I caressed her belly letting my finger wander beneath the waistband of her jeans.
"No....we can't," she said as she moved my hand away.
I complied, instead letting myself sink back into her open legs. I could feel how hot and wet she was for me. How she wanted to fuck as badly as I did. But this wasn't just sex. We were falling in love with each other all over again...and we knew it. Making love would add a whole new element.
"But do you want to, Michelle?" I asked.
"I don't think it's a good idea to say what I want."
I planted my lips onto hers and we kissed hard and long. I ground my hard hot cock into her damp crotch and let her feel what she'd be missing as her hands grabbed my ass and pushed me into her more fully.
