Recently an old friend of mine came through town and asked if we could get together. She didn’t ask to stay with me, but I offered when I knew she was going to be in town. We used to be close, but a job took her cross country. Her family was still here and I did email with her on occasion. When she said she was coming for a family wedding, I asked if she’d like to stay with me the week she was here. She said she’d be delighted to, so it was all set.
It was as if no time at all had passed. We got along as well as we ever had. We drank wine and talked about old times. One night we had a bit too much wine and got to having a very intimate conversation. One where she revealed to me she was always interested in having an experience with another woman, but had never met the right woman to have that experience with. Then she confessed she’d always hoped it would be with me. I had no clue whatsoever about that. Then she leaned over and kissed me. I didn’t stop her.
Soon we were making our way to my bedroom and touching one another and kissing one another. It seemed so natural and normal, even though we’d been nothing but friends until this point. I loved how she touched me and kissed me and made me feel. The moment she laid her tongue on my pussy, I knew it was the best oral experience I was ever going to have had. And it was. I loved every moment of our night together, the intimacies we shared. We made one another cum so many times, and I loved it. I can’t wait until she comes back to town again.
