Time had really began to pass since the massage with Karen; a opportunity in my life meant I left the organisation to pursue new things leaving Karen and sexy body behind. We kept in touch though; after all she wasn’t just a fuck but also a good friend. Some days I would wake up to a snap of her spreading her legs and tits out in the mirror just teasing me further. I would often find my self having to finish my self off looking at it.
Anyway, I was back in town and texted Karen if she wanted a catch up; I would come to the office and see how things were If she was working alone one evening. As look would have it, she was alone that night. In all honesty, my mind wasn’t thinking about sex, it was to make sure my friend was okay and it’s always nicer in person.
I walked into the office and there she was, still slender with her tight work trousers showing of her arse and a little jumper which you could see the shape of her perky tits through. I gave her a hug and felt a twitch in my dick. We talked and caught up but in the back of my mind, I couldn’t stop thinking of what was under them clothes. The same body that I’ve fucked and she shows me regularly through snaps to tease me.