I'd been grumbling to a friend over text I'd not had sex for a while.
We'd been on and off play partners/FWB for years.
My phone vibrated with the message I was hoping for.
"Shall we get coffee Friday?"
I fired back "it's a date!"
Our usual rhythm, we'd meet in a open setting to have a general life check in before the games began.
I waited for him outside the coffee shop, the weather's been nice today so I opted for a linen shirt that was slightly see through - no bra of course, with jean shorts and raybans. I always hid my eyes from him when I could, we had a mad chemistry and he always made me nervous in a good way. He knew it too!
I sat relaxed with my leg crossed over the other doom scrolling on my phone while I waited for him to appear.
I jumped suddenly when I felt a hand squeeze the back of my neck and smacked my knee under the table.
"Fuck sake!" I yelp rubbing my knee better.
His hand slammed to his mouth suppressing a laugh "I'm sorry" he chuckled "I forgot you were skitty"
Yeah course you did...
He gets his coffee and sits besides me. We chat about life, work and general bullshit his hand on my thigh most of the time his fingers drawing slow circles and occasionally edging closer inside my shorts but never quite there.
"Are you cold?" He wonders with a smug smile.
"No why?" I ask knowing the answer.
"Your nipples are hard" his chair scrapes on the ground as he edges closer to me.
"I think it's time we went home"
We sup up and drive back to his.
Our clothes came off feverishly! We'd not fucked for about a year or so maybe 2. I noticed he had a new tattoo, a bad one at that and couldn't resist.
"What's with the shitty prison tattoo?" I ask with a wide grin knowing he'd bite.
"What do you mean!? It cost loads this you know!"
"Mate, they saw you coming! I've had better dicks drawn on my face when I've fell asleep pissed at house parties!" His lips twitched
Got him
I back away slowly...
His hand snatches out but he just misses me as I leg it "here, now!" He tries to sound mad but the crack in his voice speaks volumes.
He catches up with me eventually and slams me on the bed on my front it does knock the wind out of me but probably more because I couldn't stop laughing.
He straddles my legs and taps my bum with no force at all "is this what you want?"
"Duh"
He continues tapping my bum with little force, more like playing bongo drums than spanking me.
"Really!" I snap
I try to rise up on my elbows but he slams me back down with one palm on my back my face hitting the mattress.
Ow
Whack!
His hand came down heavy on me.
Finally!
He spanks me till I'm clawing at the bed trying to escape tears pricking my eyes.
He stops abruptly both our breathing ragged.
He turns me over and my legs flop to the sides shamelessly showing him my wet pussy
"What do you want to do now?" His voice low while he takes in how wet he's got me.
"Why don't you taste the mess you've made and then fuck me slow for a few hours?"
The tip of his tongue wets his lower lip
"Deal"