I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Jed’s name flash across my phone screen. It had been years since we last spoke, and the sight of his name brought a flood of memories rushing back. Jed and I had been college sweethearts, our young love burning bright during those carefree days. We were inseparable, sharing an intense passion that kept us up all night, exploring each other’s bodies with eager curiosity. But as graduation loomed, our paths diverged. Jed had big city dreams, while I chose to stay close to home, and so we parted ways, promising to keep in touch. Yet, as often happens, life got in the way, and our connection faded.
Now, at 39, I was content with my life. I had a cozy home, a successful career, and a rich cultural life that fulfilled my soul. I had long moved on from my college romance, but a part of me still cherished those memories, especially the ones that made my cheeks flush with heat.
Intrigued by his sudden reappearance, I answered the call, my voice laced with surprise. “Jed? Is that you?”
His deep, familiar laugh sent a shiver down my spine, instantly transporting me back to those wild, carefree nights. “Hey, Mary Ellen! It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through my body. “You could say that. It’s been years. How have you been?”
“Good, really good. I’ve been busy with work, but I’m doing well. Listen, I’m actually in town for a quick business trip, and I was wondering if we could meet up. It would be great to catch up, and I’m only here for a night.”
My heart skipped a beat at the prospect of seeing him again. I hadn’t expected this, but the idea of a brief reunion was tantalizing. “Sure, I’d love to. Where are you staying?”
We agreed on a trendy bar downtown, a place I hadn’t been to in ages. As I got ready, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. I chose a form-fitting dress that accentuated my curves, its deep red color matching the hue of my hair. I wanted to look my best, but more importantly, I wanted to feel confident and sexy.
When I arrived at the bar, my eyes immediately locked onto Jed’s tall figure. He stood by the entrance, his broad shoulders filling out his tailored suit, and his dark hair neatly styled. He looked even more handsome than I remembered, and as our eyes met, a spark of recognition ignited.
“Mary Ellen, you look stunning,” he said, his voice low and husky as he pulled me into a warm embrace. I breathed in his familiar scent, a mix of cologne and something uniquely him, and felt a tingle race down my spine.
We sat at a cozy corner table, catching up over drinks. Jed told me about his life in the city, his successful career, and the adventures he’d had. I shared my own stories, talking about my work, my love for the arts, and the little joys that made my life fulfilling. The conversation flowed easily, as if no time had passed at all.
As the evening wore on, the bar grew more crowded, the air thick with laughter and music. Jed leaned closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Let’s get out of here. I know a place we can go, somewhere more private.”
I felt a thrill of anticipation as I nodded, my heart racing. We left the bar, the cool night air brushing against my skin, and made our way to a nearby hotel. Jed had booked a room, and as we stepped inside, the luxurious space enveloped us in its warm glow.
Without a word, Jed pulled me into his arms, his lips finding mine in a hungry kiss. The years of longing and anticipation melted away as our mouths moved in perfect rhythm. I could taste the familiar flavor of his lips, a taste I had craved for so long. His hands roamed over my body, igniting a fire within me as he traced the curves of my hips and the swell of my breasts.
Breaking away, I looked up at him, my eyes heavy with desire. “I’ve missed you, Jed. I’ve missed this.”
He smiled, his eyes dark with passion. “I’ve missed you too, Mary Ellen. I’ve thought about you so often over the years.”
I unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his broad chest, and ran my hands over the hard planes of his body. He was even more beautiful than I remembered, and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me. With nimble fingers, I unbuckled his belt and slid my hands into his pants, wrapping my fingers around his thick, throbbing cock.
Jed let out a low groan, his breath hot against my ear. “You always knew how to drive me wild.”
I smiled, feeling a surge of power as I stroked his length, enjoying the way his body trembled under my touch. “I aim to please,” I whispered, my voice laced with seduction.
He pushed me gently towards the bed, his hands roaming over my body, caressing my curves with reverence. I felt my dress slide off my shoulders, baring my pale skin to his hungry gaze. His fingers traced the outline of my lace bra, teasing my sensitive nipples until they hardened into tight peaks.
“You’re so beautiful, Mary Ellen,” he murmured, his lips trailing kisses down my neck, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. His hands worked their magic, unhooking my bra, freeing my breasts, and filling his hands with their weight. He teased my nipples with his thumbs, rolling and pinching them gently, making me arch my back and moan with pleasure.
I couldn’t resist the urge to touch him, to feel his hard body against mine. I reached for his belt again, eager to free his cock from its confines. As I unbuckled him, his pants pooled around his ankles, revealing his impressive erection, straining towards me. I sank to my knees, taking him into my mouth, savoring the taste of him, the feel of his length filling my mouth.
Jed’s hands tangled in my hair, guiding my movements as I sucked and licked, taking him deep. He let out a low, guttural moan, his hips thrusting gently, encouraging me to take more of him. I looked up at him, my eyes locked on his, as I deep-throated his cock, my lips sliding up and down his shaft, my tongue swirling around the head.
“Fuck, Mary Ellen, you’re incredible,” he groaned, his voice hoarse with desire.
I pulled away, a trail of saliva connecting his cock to my lips, and stood, pressing my body against his. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, his breath ragged and uneven. I wanted him inside me, needed to feel him filling me up.
With eager hands, I reached for my skirt, sliding it down my legs, stepping out of it, leaving me clad only in my lace panties. Jed’s eyes darkened as he took in the sight of my bare legs, his gaze traveling up my body, lingering on the curve of my hips and the swell of my breasts.
I pushed him gently onto the bed, climbing on top of him, straddling his waist. I could feel his hardness pressing against my core, a delicious pressure that made me ache with need. I reached down, sliding my panties to the side, exposing my wetness to his gaze.
“You’re so wet, Mary Ellen,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. “I want to taste you.”
I leaned back, resting on my hands, offering myself to him. Jed’s mouth found my core, his tongue tracing my folds, lapping at my juices, sending waves of pleasure through my body. He teased my clit with the tip of his tongue, flicking and sucking, driving me wild with need. I arched my back, my hips thrusting against his mouth, seeking more of his delicious torment.
“Oh, Jed, yes, right there,” I moaned, my voice breathless as my pleasure built.
He obliged, his tongue working its magic, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I could feel my orgasm building, a coiling tension in my core, until finally, with one last flick of his tongue, I shattered.
My body convulsed, waves of pleasure rippling through me as I cried out, my hands gripping the sheets. Jed continued to lap at my sensitive flesh, drawing out my pleasure, until I was reduced to a quivering mess, my body spent and satisfied.
I collapsed onto the bed, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my body still humming with pleasure. Jed moved to lie beside me, his arm pulling me close, his hand stroking my hair.
“That was incredible,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.
He smiled, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “It’s been too long, Mary Ellen. I’ve missed this connection, this intimacy.”
I nodded, my heart swelling with emotion. “Me too. I never thought I’d feel this way again.”
We lay there for a while, our bodies intertwined, our hearts beating in sync. The night had been a whirlwind of passion, a reunion of two souls who had once shared an intense connection.
As the dawn light filtered through the curtains, we knew our time was limited. Jed had a meeting to attend, and I had my own life to return to. But the memories of this night would stay with us, a reminder of the passion that had once burned so brightly.
We dressed in silence, our movements slow and deliberate. At the door, we shared one last kiss, a promise of what could have been.
“Goodbye, Mary Ellen,” Jed said, his voice thick with emotion. “Take care of yourself.”
I smiled, my heart full. “You too, Jed. Maybe our paths will cross again.”
And with that, we parted ways, the memories of our passionate reunion lingering long after our bodies had separated.