Ryan could not believe his ears when he got off the phone. Shit! What could he have done different? He shouldnât have let John join in! That was the problem. So what could he do? Go after her! No. That wonât work. It would probably make certain that he would never have her again. If he did nothing, would she come back? No, he thought, she seemed determined. So he had to call her! He would call her the next day. That decided, he went to bed.
The next day, after further thought, he changed his mind. Calling her would probably push her away. Piss her off. He had to forget about her. Maybe visit John more often, on the off chance that he would run into her again.
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Charmaine spent the next three days climbing the walls with her arousal. If the guilt wasnât so strong inside her, she would never have been able to do it. It was only a twelve-day affair, but she had that huge cock of his inside her for ten of the twelve days. She was hooked, and she had to get herself UN-hooked! She tried masturbating on the first day, and she was able to get off easily, but it just wasnât the same. She didnât think about his cock any less!
Friday rolled around and Danny finally got there. In his arms, she felt better. When she made love to him, it felt better. When Danny left on Monday, Charmaine realized that every orgasm she had with him that weekend occurred right after Ryan crossed her mind.
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The days turned into weeks. Within two weeks, Ryan brought a woman home from the bar. It was a one-night stand. She was loving his big cock, and he was lasting forever! It got to the point where he wasnât sure he could cum with this new woman. Then Charmaineâs image popped into his head. The woman looked nothing like Charmaine. He closed his eyes.
It was Charmaineâs naked, tanned body that was writhing underneath him. It was Charmaineâs beautiful breasts that were bouncing up and down every time he slid inside her. It was Charmaineâs tight pussy that was stretching around his thick penis. Suddenly, he couldnât STOP cumming! He almost shot his wad right through the condom! He was moaning, cock spasming violently inside this woman.
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Charmaine rarely visited Holly anymore. Not so much because she felt guilty about fucking Hollyâs boyfriend (though she felt quite guilty), but because she knew there was a chance of seeing Ryan there, and she wasnât ready for that. Besides, those rare times when she did go, John was there â and he wouldnât leave her alone! Clearly, he wanted another go at her.
September turned into October, which soon became November. December and January werenât far behind, and Ryan had all but left her mind. She still thought about him every day â just not ALL day. Just in brief spurts. She was quite busy with school and work. She was healing.
Ryan still though of Charmaine all the time. In part because he missed her, but mostly because whenever he jerked off she appeared in his head. Then his jerk-off session was immediately over. She was that hot.
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It was a Saturday at the very end of March. Charmaine had plans with Holly and another friend Kelly to have some drinks and go out on the town. Danny wasnât coming up that weekend. They were going to meet at Holly and Johnâs house for drinks. Up until that point, she called Holly in advanceâŚjust to make sure that Ryan was not there. She didnât this time. She didnât think of him that often anymore, and thus didnât think to find out if he was there.
Of course â he was.
And to make things more interesting, Kelly was a no-show.
Charmaine was wearing brown-green canvas pants with no pockets on the ass. Her dirty-blonde hair flowed down just past her shoulders, and she was wearing a tight white long-sleeved shirt. It was really snug on her tits, but really presented them well. When she walked into Hollyâs, her dark eyes immediately landed on Ryan, who was having a beer in the living room. Instinctively, her pussy moistened. There was nothing she could do about it as suddenly memories of that long, thick cock easing into her pussy flashed across her mind.
Ryanâs heart pounded at the sight of her. She was so beautiful! Her face was just gorgeous! The thoughts that flashed through HIS mind were a little more detailed, and quite a bit dirtier. Thoughts of hammering into her pussy while sucking on her toes. Thoughts of cumming on her face in the shower. Memories of licking that wonderful pussy. Thoughts of fucking that perfect ass.
He had to stop his thoughts. As it is, he was forced to sit up, casually holding his beer in front of him. He was hiding the boner that had grown in his pants.
The four of them hung out. They drank, they talked. The girls ended up sticking around. Holly didnât feel like going out, and Charmaine didnât discourage her from that. She wouldnât admit it, but she wanted to spend as much time around Ryan as she could. God she missed him. She wouldnât admit that, either.
Eventually, John went off to bed. Holly tried to be polite and stay up with the guests, but quickly got the idea that Charmaine wanted to be alone with Ryan. Of course, Char would never admit that, but you could tell from the body language that it was the case. So Holly, too, went to bed.
Charmaine continued speaking with Ryan, making sure that they were far apart, continuing the charade that she wasnât interested in resuming the affair. She wasnât fooling her pussy, however. She couldnât get any wetter!
About an hour later, she got up and went to the bathroom. Ryanâs eyes locked onto her gorgeous ass as she walked away. He closed his eyes. God, he wanted this woman!
While she was in the bathroom, Ryan got up to get another drink. He went to the fridge, opened it, and grabbed one of the last three beers. At this point, Charmaine emerged from the washroom and as she walked past the kitchen she noticed that he was in there. She didnât know why she changed direction and joined him. She didnât even know why she was still here! Hell, her friend had gone to bed over an hour ago - she really didnât need to stick around!
Charmaine entered the kitchen, continuing to convince herself that her pussy was soaking wet because of the alcohol, and not because she was alone with Ryan. He was just an old friend, and she was just trying to re-establish that friendship and make sure that there were no hard feelings. Right?