Old Friend from College

I hadn't talked to her since college. We had been friends since the first day of college since we lived on the same dorm floor freshman year. Nothing ever happened between us while at college, despite being friends for the entire four years. I definitely found her attractive but never pursued her.

We drifted apart after college as we went our separate ways. She got back in touch with through a mutual friend on Facebook and now we were meeting up for dinner to catch up.

She beat me to the restaurant, and I noticed right away she still looked good. We fell right back into our old patterns: teasing each other, being able to be completely honest and open, and joking around. She told me about her marriage and divorce and her two children. I told her about my relationship that had just ended.

After a few hours of conversation and alcohol, she invited me for some more wine back at her place, saying her children were with their father. Not being a fool, I said yes. We drove separately and by the time I arrived, she had already poured some wine and was seated on her living room couch. We continued talking and, taking advantage of the privacy, I began to get a little more handsy, beginning to rub my hand on her thigh over her jeans. She clearly didn't mind and even shifted a little closer to me.

After a bit of this, I took her wine glass from her and put it on the coffee table. Then I put my hand behind her head and pulled her in for a kiss, which she eagerly returned. We continued making out for a while, clothes were loosed and removed before she pulled away from me, got off the couch, pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles before taking my dick in her mouth and starting to give me a blow job. I signaled to her get on top of me so I could return the favor, but she shook me off saying this was a thank you for the years of friendship.

I warned her when I was about to finish, but she kept going, swallowing as I came. I told her I definitely needed to thank her for that and suggested we move to the bedroom. She agreed and led me upstairs.

When we got to the bedroom, she removed her remaining clothes and laid back on the bed. I got between her legs and began to go down on her. By the time she came, I had recovered and began to kiss my way up her body until I could insert myself into her as she opened her thighs for me. I started to slowly push myself into her until I felt her adjust to me and then began to pick up speed. As I felt my second orgasm of the night approaching, I asked her if it was okay to finish inside her. She said she was safe and wrapped her legs tightly around me as I exploded inside her. We kissed a few times before getting out of bed to clean up. After that, we went back to bed and fell asleep in each other's arms almost immediately.

I woke up the next morning as she was kissing her way down my chest, when she reached my dick, she looked up and seeing me awake, smiled at me before taking it into her mouth. When I was hard enough, she sat up, straddled me and worked my cock into her pussy. She switched back and forth between bouncing up and down and grinding on my cock until she came.

She laid down on my chest, and I began thrusting in and out of her. Having watched her ride me and seeing her breasts sway as she was on top of me already had me close to finishing, so I didn't last too much longer. As I finished in her, we kissed for a little bit before heading to clean up again.

We headed down to the kitchen where she prepared a simple breakfast for us. While we ate, she told me I was her first man since her divorce. It had not been a horrible divorce, but the stress and heartache of it all had left her feeling emotionally vulnerable. When she heard from our mutual friend that I had also ended a relationship not that long ago, she decided that I would be the perfect person to get her back into the game.

I jokingly complimented her on her wisdom in choice of partners, and she playfully slapped me on the arm. We collected the dishes and took them over to the sink. After we had put them down, I grabbed her from behind, turned her around, picked her up and sat her on the counter. We started making out again. I slid her panties to the side and started fingering her. After a bit of foreplay, I stepped out of my boxers and slid into her. It was an awkward position, so I could only do this briefly, so I pulled out of her and helped her down. I turned her around, pulled off her panties and bent her over as I re-entered her. I thrusted in and out at a steady, but not excessive, pace, reaching under her to feel her breasts as they hung down.

I finished in her again. Since she hadn't "finished," I knelt down behind her and ate her out until she reached climax. We made out again for a little while. I told her after cumming that many times in a relatively short time, I was done for quite a while. She said it was okay as she had some errands to run before her children came home later that day.

We showered together to clean up before heading out, but nothing more happened other than kissing and feeling each other up. After dressing, we agreed that this should continue so we got together every few weeks when her children were with her ex, until she began seeing someone seriously.