M(35) F(28) had been dating for a while. It was good, but not as good as the fantasy one can create when they reunite with a high school crush on Facebook. That’s what had happened. I knew something had changed with my girlfriend, I just wasn’t sure exactly what.
The passion in this relationship was always a 10. She had broken up with me, because I didn’t make enough time for her but we still saw each other regularly for the part that worked beautifully. She stands at 5’4 long blonde hair, very long, deep blue eyes, 38 DD, and the hips and ass of a dancer. Soft, full, pink lips and an imperfect but endearing smile. Always up for fun.
Me, I’m a muscular, Italian-irish blue-eyed man with a strong jaw and cheekbones. On the stocky side with a sense of humor, and adventure.
We were into risky public encounters, and with the level of physical attraction we shared, any parking lot, hotel balcony, dark side of a bar, public beach, or any slice of privacy was a chance to make her bite her lip and squint her eyes in that sexy way she did.