>Walking down the street
>Heading to a bar downtown
>Got a call from an old college friend
>Said she was in the area and wanted to catch up
>Also said she had something really important
>Kept saying something about bringing your A game, whatever that means
>Walk into the bar
>The low buzz of TV, conversations and drinks hitting the table greet you
>Along with a yell coming from the back
>It's your friend
>She's in a booth alone
>Wearing her usual white button up and skirt
>A tie loose around her collar
>She greets you with a slap on the back and a drink pushed in front of you
>She's just like you remember her
>The night is filled with conversation and laughs, the empty glasses slowly covering the table up
>She begins to look at you with an almost predatory smile
>You knew Ogres were a little on the crazy side, but she never really acted like this around you
>She moves closer to you
>She's right next to you now as opposed to opposite you
>She pulls out her phone while you sip another drink
>On it she scrolls through her gallery of photos and videos
>And settles on one from a few years back
>She sets it on the table in front of you, muting the audio
>The video begins, it's rather hard to make out what's happening
>Slowly you begin to recognize the scene
>She's filming you through the crack of a just barely open door
>You're laying on her bed in her college dorm
>Your heart sinks and you begin to blush as the video continues
>You're jerking off with a pair of her panties
>You look at her in horror, she looks at you with glee
>"Thought I never knew how much of a perv you are?"
>She grins at you
>"You know those were my favorite pair too. All these years and you never made amends for it"
>She pushes you into the corner of the booth
>"I think now is the time"
>She's staring right at you
>Her hands move and she opens up one of the buttons on her shirt
>It's easy to see now that her wardrobe is lacking a bra
>Her chest moves up and down rhythmically, her nipples straining at the fabric
>She puts a hand under your chin, moving your gaze back to her face
>You hesitate, swallowing as you look at the other patrons in the bar
>She grabs your collar, pushing the phone into your face, her finger hovering over the volume
>"Now, before we make this a more public affair."
>Your heart sinks lower
>Your hands move at a glacial pace and she scowls at you, pushing you against the back of the booth
>"Guess I'll do it myself"
>Her hands move roughly, undoing your fly and yanking down your pants, underwear and all
>Showing care you didn't expect, she takes your length into her hand, and lovingly begins to move her hand up and down, painfully slow
>You glance around the bar in a panic, looking at the other patrons, praying no one looks at the corner you two occupy
>Her hand once more caresses your face as she pulls your gaze back to her
>"Eyes on me now perv"
>She licks her lips as she pumps your member with one hand, undoing more of her shirt with the other
>Her breasts are in plain view for you to see
>Easily D's her nipples perk up in the air
>She grins at your expression, taking one of your hands and lifting it to her left breast
>Her skin is soft and smooth, her nipple pushing against your palm
>"You're supposed to squeeze moron"
>You look at her incredulously, the feeling of her hand on your length clouding your thoughts
>"I said squeeze dumbass"
>She moves another hand to your groin, gently running her palm over the top of your tip
>The feeling is almost too good
>You squeeze more out of reflex than her suggestion
>Her breath hitches in her throat before she laughs heartily
>"Finally! I've been waiting years for that."
>Her hands leave your length, leaving you throbbing painfully, release so close
>She grins at you, her hands moving under her skirt and then down to her ankles
>The panties she was wearing are now in her hands, a dark spot over the crotch
>The predatory grin returns to her face
>"Time for the first finale"
>She moves the fabric over your length, the heat from her body still noticeable
>Her hands moves more aggressive than before
>Each pump bringing you closer to finishing
>She grabs one of your hands, pushing it onto her groin
>You slip two fingers insider her, her walls immediately tightening around them
>"Nnf, I've been waiting years for that too."
>She pushes a hand over your mouth, pumping her other faster
>You move your fingers in response, her hand muffling your moan as you finish into her panties
>Your mind is pure bliss
>The only thing that pulls you from it, is her moving away from you, your fingers slipping out
>She's grinning even harder, as she moves her hands to her feet and back to her waist, slipping her panties back on
>"Can't leave them in the booth, and letting all that drip off would be a waste."
>She grins, and pushes you back against the wall as you try to pull your pants up
>"I didn't say we were going yet did I? You still haven't made up for all this lust I've been keeping pent up for years."
>She keeps a strong hand on your chest, moving her face next to yours, whispering in your ear
>"I can't wait to see how you taste"
>She slowly moves under the table, pushing your member down into her throat
>She moans around you, her deep voice vibrating your length
>With one hand on your chest, her other moves to your balls, rolling them between her fingers
>She begins to move her head, going from tip to base as slowly as she can manage, her tongue greedily licking up any pre-cum
>She gradually picks up speed, moaning all the while
>As you near finishing she stops her movements, leaving only the tip in her mouth
>She begins to move her tongue from around, circling the tip over and over as she uses the hand not on your chest to jerk you off
>The her fingers tighten and loosen with each pump, your length slick with her saliva
>Your hands instinctively grab her hair as you finish into her throat, greedy slurping sounds emanating from below the table
>She gulps down every drop before sultrily moving up to face you, grinning even wider than before
>"Take me home playboy."
>The two of you walk out of the bar
>Your entire body feels hot, the wind itself is caressing your skin
>All you can think about is how she smells
>So enticing, the mixture of sweat, light perfume and her feminine scent
>Each inhalation makes your head spin
>"You're breathing so loudly. Do you want me you perv?"
>She grabs your hand, pulling you off the street and into a park on the other side of the road
>You're pushed down onto the bench, your member still hard
>She grins as she pulls down her panties and skirt while standing in front of you
>"I used to masturbate myself ragged every night thinking of you"
>She move up to you, undoing her shirt and shedding it, her naked form silhouetted by the streetlamp as you look up at her
>She pulls down your pants, allowing your length to free itself
>"I get to fuck you ragged"
>She straddles you, grinning down at you before impaling herself on your cock
>Her insides are slick, tight, and impossibly hot
>Her moan is taken by the wind, the beautiful noise filling your head
>You need to hear more of it
>You grab onto her hips, and roughly begin to bounce her up and down along your length
>Each thrust in sets her moaning again, louder and more frequently
>Her walls tighten against you, gripping your cock as if her life depends on it
>Her hands move to your shoulders, her nails digging in as she bounces in rhythm with you
>"Finish inside me, fuck me ragged and finish inside."
>She moans as if to punctuate her sentence, both your movements becoming faster and more frantic
>You dig your hands into her supple hips and slam her down onto you, pushing as far into her as you can
>You coat her insides white with your seed, her head thrown back into a long drawn out moan as she pants and shudders
>The two of you bask in the afterglow for what seems like forever
>Her insides repeatedly tighten and loosen, as if trying to milk every drop from you
>She lays her head into the crook of your neck, her breathe tickling your skin as she pants
>You move one of your hands to her hair, gently scratching her head as you use your other to squeeze her supple ass
>You manage to elicit another moan from her with this, followed by a heavy laugh
>"Still ready for more darling?"
>The word she uses to refer to you is followed by a kiss on the lips
>She conveys her passion through her tongue in your mouth, her hips grinding in slow circles
>Her face pulls from yours, her mouth forming a surprised O as your length hardens inside her
>This expression is quickly followed by a grin, her eyes lighting up
> She lifts herself off from you, the comfort of her body leaving you craving more
>She stands in front of you, running her hands over her breasts and hips
>She grins more as you move to grab her, pushing you back onto the bench
>"Hands off perv, I'll do the work on this one."
>She turns around, wagging her finger at you as you once more try to pull her close
>Her grin turns into a lustful gaze as she looks over her shoulder back at you, using one hand to spread the lips between her legs and the other to guide your cock in
>She sits down on you, her back arching as you plunge all the way into her, her head thrown back in a moan
>Your hand moves to her side, and she smacks it away
>"I said hands off"
>You do as you're told, watching as she places her hands on either of your legs for support, bouncing her rear up and down
>She looks at you from over her shoulder, her face twisting in pleasure
>Each movement of her body makes her flesh jiggle
>Her supple rear makes a soft smacking noise as she continues moving, the lewd noises from lower down growing louder as she grows wetter and wetter
>You can no longer restrain yourself, and slap her rear end roughly, a high pitched cry of pleasure filling the air
>Each smack of your hand sends her into another moan, each moan making her move faster
>Her back arches as you finish together, and you pull her back into you by her breasts squeezing them together
>She looks at you lazily, her eyes barely open and a thin trickle of drool coming from her mouth
>"This better get me pregnant...perv."
>Her smile is so heartfelt you nearly tear up
>At a park downtown sitting on a bench
>Your daughter is out on the playground, your wife next to you, a sizeable roundness to her stomach
>Your daughter runs up to you two, looking up wide eyed
>"So this is where you guys decided to get married? Why did that happen?"
>Your wife grins as she fishes for her phone and begins to tell the story