Hello,
My name is Alice and I am 25 years old woman with long blond curly hair, clear blue eyes, more or less athletic body with C-sized chest. I am 173 cm tall. I told you story about my incredibly wild experience with my best friend Sandra and her boyfriend Richard. I bet you came here to find out if the story has any continuation. It does, but it has not happened up until recently. So where did I end up?
Sandra, my 26 years old best friend with middle-long straight ginger hair, dark green eyes, small cute freckles on the nose, slim body with chest reaching to C-size and skinny ass, was 19 during last time I told you about her and went for one year to Britain for her studies. We had not seen each other during this time and I missed her dearly. Our mutual „experience" faded to an exciting memory. Although I must admit, I did masturbate to it for few times. By the time she returned back, I already got boyfriend myself and 3 years later, I was the main bridesmate for Richard's and Sandra's wedding. It was probably there when all my hidden hopes of it ever happening again faded away. They even had child together, nice cute little boy, but you are not here for that.
We kept meeting each other on regular basis. Often either just me and Sandra going out to talk and play with the baby or as double date kind of thing. We have talked, drank and had fun. Just as normal people do. I had never told my boyfriend about what happened between me and them, although I may have hinted a little bit something about having threesome when I got drunk.
Anyway, we got to the recent year. I quit athletics team not long after Sandra did, as without her, it was just drill and no fun. At least I got to Olympics and were representing my country. Not very successfully but still, dream come true. I have to admit though ever since I had quit the only activity I was doing, I got a little bit lazy and it started to show on my body.
I was in relationship with my boyfriend for 6 years by that time and we were facing a crisis of sorts. I dreamt about marriage and family, but he would not hear of it. He wanted to enjoy his life, while he was still in his best years. I hoped to convince him, but with every passing day we would argue more and more about it and I was losing hope day by day. Our sex life went from satisfactory to non-existent. We were sort of living with each other, but our relationship was soulless. Also, the fact that he kept commenting my gaining weight issue did not help much neither. It actually made me feel even worse and I started to lose my self-appreciation.
On one particular day, I was returning back home by bus from my failed final exam and I was feeling pretty down at that point when person sat next to me and greeted me.
„Oh, hello Al. Been a while, has it not?" It was Richard. Smiling and good looking as ever.
„Oh, hi Rich. Yeah, it has indeed been. What are you doing here?" I responded.
„Coming from work early, Sandra needed some help at home and I got some spare holidays I have to take. Difficult week?" he asked me.
„Why would you think so?" I wondered if I give out such a vibe.
„It is written in your expression. You were always the happy one with smile all over your face. It is certainly not the case now. Anything I can help with?" he offered despite not knowing what was going on. There were not that many people in the bus this early but I still did not feel like talking about it.
„No thank you, I am just tired that is all." I said and then we started to small talk about his family etc. It was about 75 minutes ride to our hometown and sometime during middle of it, he switched topics of our conversation.
„Why do you not want to talk about what is bothering you?" Asked Richard with caring voice.
„Because it is nothing really." I lied. Then he looked directly into my eyes and I would swear, he was reading me like an opened book. Suddenly, I felt really insecure.
„Come on Al, tell me what is bothering you!" he said with firm voice. As if something changed in me, I have told him everything.
„...and we kept arguing nearly whole night! Can you believe he told me I am getting fat? Am I Rich? And why does he not want to get married? Is it wrong for me wishing to have peaceful family life like you and Sandy?" I nearly shouted at him as I was reaching my mental breakdown.
He patted me on the shoulder and said „Al, listen to me, you are not fat, if anything, you are looking as good as ever. And, of course, it is not wrong to wish for a family. But I know many people who are like him. If your partner does not feel the same way about it, it is never going to work." When he finished his sentence, I felt as if somebody poured cold water on me. It is true. It is never going to work. I will end up alone with no family whatsoever. When this thought ran through my mind, small tear came out of my eye, and I felt Richard gently wiping it with his finger. „You poor thing." He said and for a moment it seemed like he is going to kiss me (which I was shamelessly ready to receive), but instead, he just hugged me. Slightly disappointed, that the kiss had not come, it felt so good to be again target of someone else's compassion. Then he whispered to my ear. „It is going to be all right. Just TRUST IN YOUR RICHARD."
The moment he said these words to my ear, I felt as my consciousness started to fade away. I heard him to repeat it one last time „Trust in your Richard. Listen to his voice, relax and obey," before my mind turned blank. I thought I heard him talking to me, but I could not understand what he was saying.
