Finally after all these years I became emotional seeing her, wrapping my arms around Claire tightly. She didn't hesitate kissing me, immediately picking up where we had left off all those years ago. She still tasted the same. When our lips parted I felt a flame ignite inside me.
Claire had me shaking with excitement. After wanting this for so long I suddenly became nervous at the prospect of inviting her back into my bed. I opened a bottle of wine to calm myself. God, Claire was staring at me with hunger in her eyes. I quickly pushed down the urge to rip her clothes off when I heard Tommy opening the front door.
"There he is, our knight in shining armour." Claire said loudly.
Claire pulled the two of us into her arms, laughing joyfully. The gesture reminded me of times past, making my eyes tear up.
"And he brought wine!" Claire said, kissing my son on the cheek.
The three of us spent a lovely evening together. We listened attentively as Claire told us all about her life living abroad. I started to feel jealous, she'd lived the kind of life I had envisioned for myself when I was younger. I could tell Tommy was getting bored with us, when he excused himself for the night the flame from earlier reignited inside me. I finally had Claire all to myself.
We opened another bottle, moved closer together on the couch and kissed for a long time. Claire was amazing, I missed kissing her so much. When she cupped my breast I panicked a little, worried Tommy would walk in on us.
"He's sleeping." Claire whispered softly.
I lifted my arms, making it easier for her to undress me. I was putty in her hands, shuddering when she removed my bra. I melted when Claire took both my breasts in her hands, fondling them lustfully. One of her hands slowly moved down my body, making me moan with anticipation. A moment later I gasped, feeling her fingers explore my slick lips. I haven't been touched like this in years.
Goosebumps covered my body as her mouth latched onto my nipple. When one of her fingers entered me I started quivering. A second finger entered me followed by a loud sucking sound when her mouth pulled away from my nipple.
Claire gently held my face in her hand, staring into my eyes as a third finger entered me. It felt erotic holding her gaze while she pleasured me. She kissed me again, a fourth finger penetrating me. I became self-conscious of my own wetness, hoping the sound wouldn't carry too far.