So this was it. Our last time to play with Brendan. We had discussed it a few times, and figured, well hell, why not! Although things were much harder to organise now, they were not impossible, and it just seemed a shame to let things finish without one final final blowout. So I placed the call, (well I asked him at work one day) and we fixed up a date that worked well for us. The anticipation was the worst thing, the day was over a week away, and the thoughts of what might happen just kept running through my head. I knew that Brendan would be in an even worse state. He knew it was the last time, and I fully expected him to be up for anything, and to try to push his luck like never before.
So the day arrived. As usual it was an after work date. You were obviously already at home, and with Amelia spending the afternoon at your mums. You weren't dressed yet, but you were all showered. We kissed as soon as I made it through the door. I slipped my hand into your bathrobe, and felt your wonderfully smooth pussy, freshly shaved just for today. I was already hard, and your hand rubbed me through my straining trousers. I need to shower though, Brendan was due in 20 minutes or so.
Exiting the shower, I walked into the bedroom to find you dressed and ready for action. Well I Say dressed, there wasn't much too it really. Heels, stockings, some impossibly see through knickers, and a bra. No outfit this time, this was clearly going to go straight to action!
We went downstairs, and waited nervously on the sofas, cameras ready. We always recorded these events so that we could enjoy them later. You had your customary glass of wine beside you, and I noticed that you'd already had half a bottle, things were shaping up well. We had laid our usual ground rules down, but as this was the last time, I didn't really have any. I'd said that he couldn't fuck you, but the thought of seeing him slide all over and up your bum was incredibly arousing, and I had always wanted to see the tip of his cock part your lips. For your part, you'd listened to me, but said that things wouldn't go further than before. Sucking was allowed and you'd let him finger you, and to be honest I was fine with that, but you know, I had to ask just in case!
The doorbell went. I don't think I'd ever been harder. The waiting was over, and the last time was about to begin. I opened the door to Brendan, who had the widest smile that I had seen on him for a while. I always liked showing you off, knowing that other men coveted you, but that only I could have you. For Brendan, this was always clearly a treat, and he had done well to keep our secret for so long.