Where it happened: Car/Motel
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
It started two years ago. I went to a funeral parlor in Bay City to pay my respects to the wife and family of a good friend of mine from college days. He died at age 41 of a fast moving cancer.
As I was signing the guest register, I received a tap on the shoulder, and what sounded like “Boo!” I turned around, and to my amazement, there was Jeanette, my former girl friend from college days. She didn’t look a whole lot different than when she and I were going steady twenty years ago. Frankly, she looked even better.
Back then, we were pretty intimate on our dates, but never really managed to have sex, although we got pretty close.
There at the funeral home we talked briefly, and then, after the service, talked further over lunch, renewing old times. It was good to see her and talk again after all these years. Finally, I looked deeply into her eyes, and said, “Let’s get out of here,” and she said, “O.K.” Neither of us had brought our spouses along that day, and there was just the two of us. We got in my car and drove out to an old spot on the edge of town where we had made out a lot, years ago. And we began our old routine of french kissing (she was great at that!)and then feeling each other up with our hands. We were breathing pretty heavily and we knew exactly what we wanted — our first fuck with each other!
We were about to do it right there in the car, when I stopped and said, “Look, let’s do this right.” And so we drove to a nearby motel and got a room. There we got naked as quickly as we could, and got in bed, where we held each other as closely as we could and kissed each other all over. And then, for the first time in my life, I inserted my rock hard penis into Jeanette, slowly but surely, and we began to fuck! We fucked all afternoon for at least a couple of hours. And it was great! Why we had denied ourselves this pleasure years ago, I really don’t know. I think we tried every position we had gotten to know over the years. The sex was absolutely fabulous.
After we finished we showered together and got dressed, and I drove her back to the funeral home parking lot, where we had one last kiss and parted.
Last year we got together once again for another session of great sex — again in a motel. We know it’s wrong, and we are both happily married, but this little something extra gives us both a great boost.
We probably will continue to do this, occasionally, for the rest of our lives, whenever that old urge, that old feeling, gets the best of us
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