Victoria Is That You?

I packed the kids up and headed down to the pool. I saw her from a distance.

"Victoria, is that you?" I was blinded by the sun, but recognized the curves of her silhouette. I got closer and positioned the sun behind her golden hair, so I could see her face.

"Hey! It is you...Wow! So great to see you again." We met each other with the biggest smiles.

I hadn't seen Victoria in ages; she's my childhood friend who I had the hugest crush on since elementary school through junior high. We lost touch in high school, but something kept bringing us together over the years. Even though we married other people, I never lost my attraction to her.

"So what brings you to Hawaii?"

"Oh, I just needed a get away, a break from it all." I didn't ask any further questions about why she was here, or who she was here with...just stood there admiring her beautiful face, smooth skin and plump lips, taking in her beauty.

Victoria always had a way of hypnotizing me with her looks, but it was something deeper than that. We shared a connection that reignited every time we saw each other.

"Well, I'm here for ten days. We should meet up for something to eat." The rest of the world faded into the distance, it felt like it was just she and I standing there. She smiled back, my heart skipped a beat.

"I'll DM you, and we'll make plans."

We remained connected over IG, but rarely messaged, but I always liked her pictures because each one she posted was hotter than the last. Something about smashing the 'like' button, my imagination was letting me smash her ass.

She walked past me, smiled once at me, our arms brushed each other. The electricity from our touch paused us both, as we stood there just taking in the feeling.

"It was nice to see you," Victoria said, with her silky voice. We pressed against each other and parted ways.

I looked back at her, as she was turning to look at me, we shared smiles once more, her hair blowing in the wind.

The rest of the day, I couldn't get her off my mind; thinking about Victoria's beautiful body, the way she felt to the touch. It took me back to my childhood, when we'd spend everyday after school walking home together. Or times we'd meet up in the park to walk our dogs and just hang.

Victoria and I knew things about each other, that we only shared, and no one else knew. She knew I came from a small, low-income townhouse. I lived across the park from where she and I used to hang out after school, a stark opposite of where I am today in my penthouse in Hawaii. She had a large home, which I used to stare into the window trying to catch a glimpse of her naked body, she and I being lovestruck teens back then. I spent a lot of my younger years imagining what her pussy looked like, and what it would be like to fuck her.

I never did get to experience her in real life, or see her naked, and that opportunity to be with her was taken from me when Victoria was raped in a park. A stark juxtaposition to the innocence of when we used to play in the park.

One night while walking home from the club district, the clubs close at two AM, and usually the streets were full, but she cut through a park alone. A group of young men took turns on her, sticking their dicks in every one of her holes; it was a dark secret that she only shared with me, not even her current husband. It happened to her in her twenties, which she confided in me when in our thirties, with tears because she couldn't keep it inside any longer.

I desired her, but the protector in me overtook my desire to 'take her' as an adult because of what she shared. The rape ruined everything.

The day passed, I played with the kids in the pool, under the heat of the sun, and headed back to my penthouse.

"Hey, want to meet up for one of our walks?" A message popped up on my phone. It was Victoria, and she meant one of our childhood walks in the park.

I jumped in the shower, lathered up, working my way down to my cock; thinking about her, made me as hard as ever. I imagined being between Victoria's legs, and what she would feel like. My desire for her always remained in my subconscious.

I got the kids to bed, and my wife stayed with them in the room. "Hey, hun, I'm going for a walk by myself by the beach. You got the kids?"

I left the house and walked towards the beach; Victoria was there waiting, sitting on the bench. It felt like I was meeting up with her like when we were kids.

"Hey beautiful!" I hugged her, a lifetime of memories came rushing back. I grabbed Victoria's hand and pulled her towards the beach, our feet becoming heavier with each step through the sand, until we found a secluded spot with no one nearby, except the sun setting. We sat down, as the sun dipped closer to the ocean's horizon.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her, the warm glow on her milky-white skin, it felt like when we were kids. The feeling of love, the excitement, the heaviness I just didn't want to end.

"I wish I got to have you. That was my one regret with us, Victoria."

Victoria pushed me back into the sand, pulled up her dress, sliding her panties off, tossing them in the sand, she stood above me, giving me a clear view of her pussy.

"Is this what you want?" She lowered herself and sat on my face. Using me like a beach chair, I finally got to see her, and have a taste of her, she tasted like fresh strawberries. Her pussy was soaking wet, as she squeezed down on my face. I didn't care about breathing, I could've died there, and it would've been worth it; I wanted to taste deep inside her, as we connected so intensely.

I lifted her off and got behind her, lifting up her skirt exposing her butt in its full beauty. I slid my pants down and took my cock out, I grabbed her arm and positioned her hand to feel how hard she made me.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked her, as she gripped my hard-on.

I stood there on my knees behind her, my rock-hard cock inches away from heaven. Her pussy glistening, dripping, presenting so beautifully like a gift. I had waited thirty-five years for this moment, and all I had to do was press forward and I'd make her mine.

A million thoughts raced through my mind, like flashes of Polaroids, of her in my classroom, our walks home together from school, I saw her as the little girl I loved so dearly.

"Oh I'm sorry." A woman appeared through the bushes. Startled, I covered Victoria with her dress and put my cock away.

"It's okay, it's my fault, I didn't mean to interrupt." The woman was blushing, trying to back away.

"All good, we should've been more private," Victoria and I echoed together, as we stood up and walked back to the resort.

I thought to myself, I missed my window of opportunity that I waited for so long. Ahh, well.