The next time with [M]y [F]friend

Thanks so much for all the love on my first post here. This is the second time I hooked up with my friend…

Becky and I had texted back and forth a few times after our initial hookup, but nothing really different than before. Of course we talked about the night we spent together and how we both enjoyed it. I mentioned that if she ever felt like a repeat, just let me know.

Couple of weeks later I was traveling for work, waiting at the airport when I got a text from her. “Are you home?” I replied no, I was about to get on a plane home though. She asked if I would have time to swing by after I landed. She lived between the airport and my house and it was getting late, and I had to be back at the office early the next morning, but I had a sneaking suspicion about why she wanted me to stop in. As I boarded the plane, I replied “sure”.

[M]y [F]riend became my FWB.

I’d known Becky for several years. She was 11 years younger than I. I saw her grow up from an awkward teenager into a sexy young woman. Our paths occasionally crossed over the years, out and about around town after she became old enough to get in the bars. We’d chit chat and just catch up generally with some slight flirting here and there. Nothing ever really serious.

One afternoon she texted me out of the blue. She said if you’re free tonight, let’s hang out. I was free so I replied back offering up dinner and drinks. She said that sounded good and plans were set.

That evening, we met at a local restaurant. As she stepped out of her car, all I could see was leg. She has very nice long legs anyhow, but that night she was showing them off a little extra wearing a pair of very short tight jean shorts. She also had on a white sleeveless button down top tied at the bottom and a tank top underneath. She looked very sexy and I’d be lying if I didn’t have a few dirty thoughts upon seeing her, but I maintained my composure as she greeted me with a hug and a little kiss on the cheek.