I have a friend from many years. I was there when he met his wife, was the best man at his wedding, and there for the birth of their daughter. Two years later, my daughter was born. We had plans that the girls would grow up together but life happens. They moved away then we did also and we kind of lost touch.
One of the great things about social media is the way to reconnect with old friends. We found each other through Facebook (I know, we are old). I discovered that they got divorced and their daughter was living with her mom. The pictures of her were pretty amazing as she got into competitive cheerleading. My daughter is cute in a nerdy way but Cherie is simply hot.
I communicated with the entire family and we even got together a few times when I visited California or they visited me. It was great to catch up with my buddy. Weird, it was like we never had a gap in our friendship.
Last summer, Cherie sends me a message and says she has her first nursing job offer and it is in my area. I tell her that she will love it here and she flies out to look for apartments and things to do. She is a new nurse but the shortage is making everyone valuable so she had other offers. I honestly thought she would look elsewhere after she went home because they were offering her ER nurse here and that is not what she wanted. Instead, she called me told me she accepted the offer. She asked if she could stay with me and my daughter until she gets settled. Of course I said yes.
The first couple of weeks were pretty chaotic as she tried to settle into working a lot of long and odd hours. She was in the MIL part of the house with a separate entry and bathroom so I didn’t see her too much. She and my daughter Erin seemed to get close so I was happy with that. She tried to give me rent money but I told her to hold on to it so she had money to get her apartment when she was ready. Our living conditions seemed good for everyone- I was helping a friend, my daughter had a live in friend, and Cherie was making money without spending any.
Everything changed on the Saturday before Labor Day. My daughter had a work conference to attend so she was out of town until the Wednesday after Labor Day. Cherie was given the weekend off at the hospital and I was just hanging out watching football. I asked Cherie if she wanted to go grab something to eat at a sports bar near the house and she jumped at the chance. We stayed there for a few hours and I think she liked all of the guys staring at her. A few came up and tried to chat her up but she would just smile and let them down easy. It was apparent this was not the first time she had told guys no without being rude.
We went back to the house with a slight buzz, each of having had a few drinks. I sat down to watch the rest of the MSU game and she sat next to me. We were chatting and watching the game when I told her that she was pretty good at stopping guys from advancing on her in a nice way. She smiled and said that those guys didn’t really interest her. I wasn’t sure exactly what she meant but we continued to talk and laugh about the crazy stuff that happens in the ER. It was good to just spend time talking with her.
I got up to get us a refill and tripped, landing hard on my wrist. She immediately sprang into action as it swelled a little. Of course, I downplayed how much it hurt but I was a little worried. She iced it and was twisting and bending it to determine if I broke it. She sat facing me, her on the ottoman and me on the couch, with my hand in hers. I looked at her closely and she smiled at me then brought my hand to her lips. She kissed my palm and “does that make it feel better?”. I grabbed her hands and pulled her to me, kissing her softly at first, then with a little more passion as she kissed me back.
After the first kiss, things went fast. She straddled me and we made out for several minutes with her pressed against me. She done our kisses long enough to take off her top and I undid her bra letting it fall off toward me. She had smaller boobs but they were prefect in front of me. I licked and bit her nipples as she held my head. I kissed her neck and her ear lobe then whispered in her ear that I needed to see her whole body. She giggled as she stood up and pulled her yoga pants off. She wasn’t wearing anything under them and had a trimmed bush. I asked about going to the bedroom but she asked to stay there on the couch. She said it seems so much more risky and hot. I just laughed.
I pulled her to the couch and kissed her again before I laid her on her back. I kissed my way down her body, kissing her breasts and stomach before flicking my tongue on her clit. It was swollen and very sensitive as her body tightened whenever I touched it. I pulled her lips apart and used my tongue and then my fingers to penetrate her. She was soaking wet and I licked and sucked her until her body tensed and I could feel her cumming against my mouth. She moaned and then laughed as she said how much she needed that. I moved back to her mouth and kissed her as her hand rubbed my cock. She began to move between my legs to blow me as she pulled off my pants but I stopped her. “I am close right now and I want to blow my load inside you” I said as she smiled and nodded.
She straddled me again and lowered her cunt onto my cock, sliding down until my balls were pressed against her pussy lips. She sighed as I groaned. After that, she began to grind and rock on my cock. I played with her boobs and pinched her nipples as she moaned and went faster. I watched her face as she bit her lip and tossed her head back. She yelled “I am cumming again” as she rode hard. That pushed me over the edge and I shot my load deep inside her. She fell forward on me and I could feel our mixed fluids running down my balls onto the couch. We stayed like that for several minutes until my cock softened and slipped out.
I looked at her and said that this was a surprise. She laughed and asked why as the only reason that she took that position was so she could be close to me. I certainly didn’t expect that response. We spent the time that my daughter was out of town fucking a lot. We have been fortunate to keep it a secret from my daughter since then but I am not sure how long that will last.