After waiting for what felt like an eternity (10 months in pandemic time feels like 10 years) I was finally able to see my FWB again, and she did not disappoint.
As I approached her place and stepped towards the front door I had the same familiar butterflies I got each time we hung out. “What if she doesn’t like me the same as before?” She must have been waiting right near the door as there was nearly zero delay between my knock and the door opening.
“There’s my boy” she said in her strong, but feminine voice. We both stood there as if to take each other in and erase the anticipation of the last 10 months. As we stared into each other’s eyes we instantly locked lips, and our tongues were in each other’s mouths shortly after. She was only wearing a thin silk slip and as we stood there making out I pulled her against me to feel her already hard cock shielded by a thin layer of fabric pressing against me. We continued to makeout and moved towards the couch to sit down. I slowly kissed her neck and collarbone and bit the lobe of her ear. I slowly ran a finger from her knees up her inner thigh and to her waist. She let out a soft moan and slowly opened her knees.