I wrote about this lovely lady in my other story [Link](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9lragy/burnedout_college_students_mf) She is 6’1” slim figure with long blonde hair and blue eyes. This takes place over a year after the last story I wrote about her.
I started my first “professional” job before I even graduated. Then 3 months after graduation I ended up losing it to budget cuts. For a while afterwards I was pissed, depressed, and lonely. That job was supposed to be my first step to a decent career. After some serious cursing about my shit luck I started a full time retail job and spent the rest of my time job searching.
My lady friend from college was in the same boat. She graduated a semester before me and couldn’t find a decent wage job. We sent long emails back and forth every so often. I only saw her once since she graduated; then one day, out of the blue, she calls me up. She had an interview not far from me and wanted to meet up beforehand. Taking the initiative on her request I switch days around at work, so we could make a day of it. The plan was that she would show up the day before the interview, we would hang, and she would leave early for her interview the next day.
About a week later she shows up exactly when she said she would, which was not like her at all. She had on short brown shorts and a sleeveless T. Her long hair laid down across her back and shoulders. When I went out to meet her she jumped towards me and gave me a long hug. A much needed hug. Despite her smiles and her embrace she was feeling down. After a few kind words she kicked off her sandals and walked around my place without reserve. A task that took her seconds. The bathroom was directly to the right of the front door, the bedroom door was just past the bathroom, to the left was the living room, straight back was the kitchen. You could spin around in one spot and see it all.
“You weren’t kidding, it is small. At least you keep it clean and it got big windows.” She says as she chucks her bag onto the bed and heads into the kitchen for some lemonade.
“Yeah, small and a bit unwelcoming. I rented a small storage locker for a few things and trashed everything else.” was my reply.
“It’s a stop in the road, not a destination.” she replies, “So how’s things outside of the job prospects? Any girlfriends around here?”
“Nope and nope. I just sit at the bars, get depressed, and people avoid me like the plague. I did find the nerve to ask a redhead out, but she ended up standing me up. Twice. Kinda quit trying after that.”
“Well that’s the breaks when you have no game… like at all.” Was her snarky reply.
“Yeah, fuck my life. Anyway, what about you? How’s things with [boyfriend’s name]?”
She looks solemnly at me, “There isn’t anything. I haven’t talked with him in months and haven’t seen him since Christmas. He wasn’t coming up to visit and I don’t have the means to just drive almost four states to see him either. Last time I called him we weren’t pleasant. Before I got my temp job I moved down there to look for work, but there was no prospects there, or really anything at all. I would never be happy living there. We talked about him getting a job closer to anywhere. After that I would come down and try to find work again, but he is still at the same place. He basically told me that he doubts that he could ever be happy living with me. I yelled at him for not even trying and he has no right to say he loves me. He hasn’t called me since then and I have nothing left to say. We’re done.”
“Fuck. Sorry. How long was it? Five years? I was pretty sure you would move away with him and I would never see you again.”
She looks up from her lemonade, “Tried it, but we’ll get into that later. I been in the car for over two hours to get here and I don’t feel like sitting around.”
With that we were off to the nearby state park. This one had a long trail along a noisy river and thankfully not many people were there that day. We hiked for hours before we stopped to rest and play in the water. We talked some more, got muddy, washed off, and looked for critters under river rocks. After another hour later we turned around and came back.
Both of us were sweaty by the time we were done, so we headed back to my place to clean up. I was relaxing on the couch when she came out of the shower wrapped in a towel that pushed her modest breast together. I stared openly at her. She sternly tells me, “Really, you know what I look like naked and you’ve seen me in my underwear enough times.”
“So! I’ll ogle you if I want! I was staring at your butt and bra most of the hike anyway. No point yelling at me now.”
“Yeah I’m not surprised.” She replies as she walks into the bedroom to change.
I yell back to her, “You wore a bright colored bra with an open cut shirt you slut! You’re no innocent”
“Shut up and get in the shower! I want get my god damn burger god damn it!” She yelled through the bedroom door.
“Oh you’ll fucking like it too!” was my reply as I slammed the bathroom door in keeping with our playful theatrics.
As I left the shower for my bedroom with a towel around my waist a little whistle came from the living room. There she sat, legs crossed, in the same seat I was just in wearing a white blouse and a light blue skirt that hung just passed the knee. After my best eye roll at her I went to my bedroom, got dressed and we were off. We went, ate, had two or three drinks, and returned. A typical evening like we used to have, but this night more flirtations and we were walking hand in hand. After all, we were both single and together. After the better part of the day together we were in good spirits. We got home after dark and we continued our conversations from earlier. Our day and our night was two old friends together after a long time apart, but our friendship always stood leaning over the edge of being lovers. At one point in the night we found ourselves in a little waltz together in the middle of the living room, which had her giddy.
Not long after she wanted another walk. My feet were sore, but I figured what the hell, this place can make anyone claustrophobic. Before I had time to put my shoes on she was out in the street swinging around to her own beat. When I caught up to her she interlaced her arm with mine and we walked down my quite little street.
I was near the end of a long road that turned to gravel not to far past my apartment. Walking beside her I found her hips rocking against mine with and a coy smile on her face. I was longing for her, so I broke our hold to place my hand on her hips and slid my hand down across her butt. She turned and looked at my eyes agreeably, then leaned into a kiss. What I thought was going to be a gentle peck was nothing but. She forced her tongue in my mouth as she pulled me in by my shirt. Our kiss quickly broke off and our walk continued in a pleasant silence with a few more kisses along the way.
In no time at all we approached the only street lamp before the road turned down a hill and got dark with shadow from the canopy. I looked over to her and saw what I already knew from her rubbing on me since we left, “Where did your bra go? I never saw you take it off”
“I’m just too sly for you to notice.”
Her blouse was fairly shear and kept to the shape of her breast as the elastic brought it closer to her body just below them. I placed my hand over her breast and slowly pulled her blouse forward. She jumped from me and broke into a quick jog until she was a few dozen feet in front of me. She stood just past the pale glow of the street lamp. She turned to look at me and lowered her blouse down to her waist exposing her entire upper body. Twirled and kept walking into the shadows. This exhibitionism caught me off guard. Her back was lean and muscular, arms were slender but strong, and her breast were open to the night. I watched this all as she turned and walked. I started towards her and her folded her arms were behind her back. When I reached her we kissed and caressed. She was grinning ear to ear and so was I, her movements were springy, I was more ridged, and she no doubt happy of taking me off guard. So there we were exposed in the middle of the street making out with her shirt off.
When our kissing ended she sprung from me again in the direction of my apartment and pulled her shirt back on. After she got a few feet from me she lifted her skirt briefly and laughed as she dropped it back down. I stopped, stared, and realized I froze. Regaining my motor functions I ran to catch up with her. Our walk back was a bit faster, because we had somewhere to be.
She walked right into my apartment and immediately removed her clothing and jumped onto the bed. I followed her cue. She spread her legs and was touching herself by the time I managed the feat of removing my own clothes. I jumped playfully onto the bed and headed for her. She reached down and guided me in as soon as I was over her. I slid in completely and held it there. We kept still for just a moment to feel each other. After a few breaths I began working my hips. I started slow, but as she started rocking underneath me I knew she wanted it hard, so being the gentleman I am, I fucked her hard as I could. I watched her small breast sway up and down as she laid there as her hair reached out everywhere around her. Occasionally, she looked up at my eyes, but then back down to watch my dick entering her. She moaned heavily, and told me not to dare to stop. I kept to her wishes. Sweat coated our bodies. I had to cry out as she bit hard into my shoulder and neck again and again. I took myself to my limits, but my need to breathe properly caused me to drop to a slower and richer pace. Again, she urged me not to stop. I continued, but I was going to cum soon. I tell her. She begins pleading, “Please, please, please, please cum, I want it.”
I grab her hips and lock us together as I growl and release into her. It took a few seconds until I remembered the breathing again and straighten my back. I stood there intoxicated in the afterglow. She wrapped her legs around me and held me to her tightly, kissing me repeatedly. She childishly refused to let me go.
It was late but we decided to stay up rather than sleep yet. We hung out the rest of the night completely naked. Randomly we would grope each other or go down on each other. After an hour or so she pushed me down on the couch and slowly kissed me all over before she took me in her mouth. She sucked slowly as I rub her head and shoulders. When she had me hard and I was ordered to bed. I laid down on the bed. She throws her leg over me and guides me into her. She works up to a steady hard ride. She does her little purring whisper as she rides me. I lay in bliss with a hand on her hip and one on her breast. Not long until I feel her clenching as she cums. She falls forward onto my chest as I caress her back; sweaty from her exertions. When her breathing steadies she mumbles to me, “I want you to cum again.”
We keep at it for a least another hour as we enjoy each other well past exhaustion. In doggie style she got what she wanted. She giggled in her satisfaction pushing back on me with a little hip rotation. She reach between us and ran her fingers over us as we separated. We were immediately spooning and in no time at all, asleep.
Her alarm woke us up unpleasantly early and now she was all business. The intimacy we shared the day before was gone. She spent the next hour getting ready in her underwear. At her request I made her a dippy egg and toast. I spent the rest of the morning watching her run back and forth in her undies with a cup of coffee in my hand. As she left she turned and gave me a long hug followed by a simple kiss.
“Good luck.” was my goodbye to her.
After story
We talked on an off for a while. Sometime later she ended up with her boyfriend again. She told her boyfriend everything, so when I met him again there were no big secrets. Her bf and I talked and I told him she was my friend and we were both attracted to each other, but neither of us wanted to be partners. We also talked about what he will doing different with her this time around, because she was not likely going to give him another chance. He tried to do some alpha crap, but he failed miserably. After that we hung out a bit and became decent friends for a time. I kept my boundaries with her unless she crossed them first.
After a bit, I think her and her bf came up with rules of conduct with me. They never discussed it with me but I think it was something like this; he would be ok with her seeing me so long as it was only very rarely and if he was away for a period of time for work. We actually only ended sleeping together two more times, so those chances did not come up. She was open with her boyfriend about it and did not keep anything from him. She told me just about everything too. All except the gritty details.
Eventually, they both got jobs where they were both home every night and moved a fair distance away.
Right before they moved I started seeing a girl regularly. Fast forward a several months after the move my girlfriend and I went to visit them for a few days. The girls hit it off and ended up coming up with a little plan. I didn’t know about it at first, but I picked up on the eye contact and signaling between the girls. When I confronted them they spilled the beans. Those little nymphs were planning to try for a swap. I was comfortable with everyone there, so I let them roll with it. Despite the girls’ efforts it never happened. My girlfriend came on way too strong for him and didn’t know how to pump the breaks. My lady friend and I ended up sitting quietly, hip to hip, in the hot tub that night drinking white wine watching the train wreck that was my girlfriend trying to seduce her boyfriend.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hweyjw/when_my_distant_friend_came_to_visit_mf
I don’t get why this never got more love. It was a great follow up to the first story and has an especially strong ring of authenticity to it.