Fucking a Friend Pt. 03

It was a beautiful day off from work, an late morning, midsummer paradise. I was sitting at the park, at the apex of the hill that stood at the very center of the former dump reshaped into an ecologically friendly piece of the community. Having grown up in the neighborhood, I can attest to the fragrant smells of when it was a dump and the wastewater plant that was running adjacent to it. It now stood completely reimagined from the eyesore it was 25 years earlier.

Sipping on my cup of tea, I was content to look out at the wonders of nature below. I was also eagerly anticipating the arrival of my friend, the woman who was the reason for this day off adventure.

A few minutes after ten, I saw her car pull up. I stood, walked down to the base of the hill, and waited for her to walk to me.

Jillian wore a striking yellow, strapless sundress that was just loose enough to showcase her athletic frame and long enough to come down mid thigh. Her white flops were nothing extraordinary but she had painted her toe nails. Something she almost never did. The cascade of auburn hair she wore was also curled just a little, a far cry from the ponytail she wore at work and on most days. She wore eyeliner and a light red shade of lipstick. She rarely got herself dolled up, but today, today I hoped that I was the reason why.

She caught me staring too long and spun around like Wonder Woman. Her sundress blew up ever so slightly so that I could almost make out the matching panties she wore underneath. "What do you think?"

I applauded and as she came to me, I pulled her in close, "If I wasn't a married man, I would take you right now."

She chuckled and punched my shoulder playfully. "3rd time is the charm, lover boy."

"So I am lover boy now?" I teased.

"I am trying a few new things." she stuck out her tongue in mocking fashion. I wondered if that was just in name calling, appearance, and something else entirely. Maybe all three?

We hugged and lingered in what had become a traditional greeting for us by now. Releasing one another, our hands found one another and we began to walk down the trail. Resting her head on my shoulder, I felt her other hand rest on my arm. There was a long and comfortable silence between us as we walked down to the waterfront.

"Having a good day?" I asked.

"I am." she answered, "I got to work through some shit Saturday somehow."

"Glad I could help."

"Who said it was you, motherfucker?"

We shared a laugh and stopped dead in our tracks. I turned to look at her and held her hands in mine as we stood and looked at one another. "I want to kiss you."

"We've established I have no self-discipline when it comes to you," she said in response."This is a bad idea." I said confidently.

"Spectacularly," she agreed, taking a step closer to me.

I leaned down and into her, my lips touching hers for just the shortest of moments. She tasted of hazelnut and vanilla. Smelled of complete sin.

"We shouldn't do this," she said against my mouth as our lips parted from each other."No," I agreed, my heart already racing in anticipation. She had already seeped into my senses, warming the very core of me with her essence. She made a sound in the back of her throat and came back to me, so soft. Pliant. Willing.

Our lips smashed into each other. We were doing this.

Lacing my fingers into her hair, I took her mouth in a drugging kiss and held her face in one hand, sliding the other down her back to cup her ass, squeezing it until she moaned. I worked my way down her body, ducking beneath the sundress whenever I was able. She moaned when I flicked my tongue above her breast, where skin met clothing and she arched into me with a gasp when I dropped to my knees and pinned her hips to the wooden railing behind her and kissed my way lower. By the time I had made my way to her center she was writhing beneath my hands, the little whimpers coming from her had suddenly become the sexiest sounds I had ever heard her make.

She said my full name in a pant. "Now, damn it, now."

Her face was upturned, lips parted, her eyes closed, her fingers digging in my shoulders. In this place, where anyone could come upon us, I don't think I had ever seen her hotter than she was right now. "Come first," I ordered, "I love to watch you come for me."

"Fucking damn, I... Don't ever stop."

Jillian came on my fingers, and then on my tongue, and then again when I surged upright and magically produced a condom, entering her right there and taking her in the shade of a willow tree.

She cried my name in a forced whisper, her fingers digging into my back, "We need to..."

"Yes," We needed to do this. Now. I did my best to move slow, to build up the pressure for her, trying to show her a patience that I didn't feel. But she bit my neck and then sucked a patch of skin into her mouth, flicking her tongue over it and slow went completely out of the window. "Jillian..." I moaned seeing no real reason to try to make this last.

This was a woman who seemed wholly changed since her break down the other afternoon. She had told me that she needed me in her life as her best friend, but wanted me as a fuck buddy. She was proving that to me now as she grinded against me and I closed my eyes.

Her hands were everywhere, grasping a hold of anything she could brace herself with and while I tried to keep the pace steady, she wasn't helping , moaning my name, arching against me and trying to climb inside my body. I felt her body tighten around me as she burst and I opened my eyes to watch but that proved to be my undoing and I came within her hard. When my knees gave out, I slid to the wooden planks below, barely managing to keep a grip on her. Not that she noticed. She was limp, content, and clearly sated Breathing heard, I braced both of our bodies against the wall and held her close.

"I needed that," she said hoarsely against my chest, "Big time."

"Are we going to get up?"

"No," she answered, "I'm not ready for reality just yet. I want this to soak in a bit before I have to let go."

With a soft little hum of agreement, I nuzzled my chin on the top of her head as she cuddled in tight.