I have a friend who I have known since my late teens. He has been more than a friend at times. We could have been an item but the timing has never worked out for us. We have kept and maintained our friendship throughout the years and getting together on occasion.
It had been almost a year since we last seen each other because of the pandemic. We had dinner recently to catch up on life. This guy makes my panties melt after all these years. I see him and I just want to jump him. He stirs up all these feelings that I had to close off because we will never be, but damn!
During our dinner conversation, like always, we end up talking about sex. He is not aware that I am a submissive but I think he has some inclination, and maybe thinks I might be a Domme. He’s told me on several occasions that he’d be my bitch. That would be fine and dandy, but he is so far from the truth. I asked him about what were his fantasies and he would not spill it out other than the general wanting a three some. All the while we are talking my pussy was wet and all I could think of was him slipping his hand under the table and playing with my cunt leaning in to whisper and tell me how he’s going to feast on me afterwards, how he’s going to fuck me so good and hard that I am going to feel him for days. I had to close my legs tightly, it was getting hard to finish my dinner. Watching him talk, I had a flash back of the last time we were together and he had me bent over his office desk plowing into me feeling his huge hard cock that I have missed and having the urge to climb under the table, get on my knees and suck his dick right there and then as he grabbed my hair with a smile on his face as I swallow his cum. It didn’t help that I had a drink and was buzzing feeling frisky.He noticed and had a grin on his face. He’s sexy as hell when he gives me that look.
Several hours later we departed separately and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him and wanting to submit to him. I know he is not a Dom and is a submissive himself. The signs are there and he tells I can do whatever I want to him and that he’d like it. NOOOO, it’s me that wants you to do whatever to me.
Such my luck to find have the perfect guy as a friend and with benefits, but he is not a Dom. Maybe we can role play. A conversation for our next dinner ;)
