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With a grin my way, he motions for the waitress and my body hums with anticipation of what might happen before the night is out. Maybe that is exactly what I need. I’ve craved it even though I thought I buried it long ago.
I swore to Hank that I didn’t have those feelings for Gabe and I thought for sure that I didn’t. Now, I think because he was already gone, I didn’t have to examine it too much.
Snake
After her sixth drink, I decide it’s time for us to get back before she’s so far gone she can’t even sit upright on the bike.
Having her behind me as we roar down the road does something to me. It feels natural, as if she’s always been there. Her hands make small circles on my abdomen.
My cock especially takes notice of how close her hands are, her breasts pushing against my back and her thighs on either side of me.
I’ve imagined those legs of hers holding me tightly more times than I care to count.
Pulling up to her house, I cut the engine and wait for her to get off before I do the same.
She stumbles a little bit so I pull her closer to my side as I guide her into the house.
“Come on, sweetheart. Let me get you to bed.”
“Yes, please.” She says huskily and I barely hold back a groan.
After having her on my bike twice, my cock is straining at the seams to get to her and my mouth waters at the thought as well.
As we walk into her room, I pull her towards her bed. “Come on. Into bed.”
“You coming too?” Her voice becomes even more husky and I turn to look at her with a raised brow. But she pushes herself fully against me, rubbing those sweet breasts against my chest.
“You really shouldn’t tempt me sweetheart.” I growl back at her but instead of her backing off, she pushes even closer.
“Haven’t you thought about that night these last twelve years? What would it be like to do it again?” She leans her head back to look at me. “I have. More than once.”
She both shocks and confuses me with that confession.
“You have a husband. Surely he took care of those needs for you.”
At the mention of Hank, she pulls away, shutting her eyes tight for a long moment.
“Yeah, I had a husband but he wasn’t you.” She says so softly, I’m not sure I heard her correctly. “You should go.”
Standing next to her bed, she pulls her shirt off revealing those amazing tits I’ve pictured myself fucking so many times and I’m hard as a rock in an instant.
“I see that you still like what you see.” She says with a cocky grin. “Should I reveal more?” Her hands are going to the button on her jeans.
I can do nothing but stand there and watch as she pushes them down as slowly as possible while also looking at me the whole time.
Stepping out of her jeans, she moves towards me until she’s close enough I can smell her sweet perfume.
“Andi...I’m not sure we should do this. You’ve had too much to drink.” I groan, closing my own eyes tight, trying to hold myself back from what I really want.
“I’m not sure either and I’m not drunk. I just know that at this moment, I want to feel how I felt that night twelve years ago. I need to know that it was real.”
Looking into her eyes I can tell something inside her is at war and she thinks I’m the only one that can make it end. I know it’s how I feel at the moment. I’ve pined for this woman for more than a decade.
Am I really going to just walk away from her right now?
Yes, she’s recently widowed but there’s no longer a husband. There’s no longer a best friend.
He’s gone and we’re alive. Surely he wouldn’t fault us for our feelings now.
