A real story that happened years ago but I think about it often.
I wrote about this on my old Tumblr. Here are the photos from that night. And here is the story. Keep in mind this was 10 years ago but I relive this night often and I fantasize about having a relationship again like this.
Before I was married, I had a friend who, like me, was in a long-term committed relationship. We often talked about our shared longing to be with a woman, and eventually that curiosity and attraction led to us sleeping together a couple of times. Although a lot of time had passed since anything had happened between us, there was always a lingering chemistry.
My partner and I hosted a party at our house. I purposely chose a tight dress because I knew JD would be there, and part of me wanted to see if that old attraction was still between us.
When JD arrived, she looked just as gorgeous as I remembered. I hugged her and immediately noticed her perfume and the way her black leggings showed off her body. It brought back memories of the last time we’d been together, when we’d ended up naked on her couch.
I offered her some wine and stayed close since she didn’t know many people at the party. When she asked for a tour of the house, my mind immediately wandered to the possibility of getting her alone. As I showed her around, I flirted by mentioning that she was welcome to join me in my soaking tub sometime. She gave me a smile that made me think she understood exactly what I was suggesting.
When we reached the basement, the tension between us became impossible to ignore. I briefly showed her the mechanical room and started to leave, but noticed she was lingering behind. When I turned around, she was suddenly inches away from me.
For a moment, we simply looked at each other. Then I leaned in and kissed her.
The kiss quickly became passionate as we pulled each other closer, our hands wandering over one another. Before long, we were touching each other beneath our clothes, completely caught up in something we’d both clearly missed. She slipped her hand beneath my underwear and brought me to orgasm while I buried my face against her shoulder to keep anyone upstairs from hearing me.
Afterward, she stopped me from returning the favor and kissed me again.
“We should really get back to the party before anyone notices,” she said.
She was right, even though I didn’t want the moment to end. We held hands as we walked upstairs, letting go before reaching the door. I asked her some random question so it would sound as though we’d simply been downstairs talking, and then we casually rejoined everyone.
The party continued for another few hours before everyone eventually left. While I was cleaning up, my phone vibrated with a Snapchat from JD. She told me what a tease I’d been in my tight dress and confessed that she’d been staring at me all night.
We both admitted it had been far too long and that we needed to start seeing each other more often.
When I finally went to bed, I couldn’t stop replaying what had happened downstairs. After so much time apart, the chemistry between JD and me was obviously still there, and I was left with that intoxicating mixture of secrecy, nostalgia, and excitement from knowing that neither of us had forgotten what it felt like to be together.