Hello everyone. Here’s part 3. This is a long one, but damn if it wasn’t an incredible time. As with the others I’ve posted, this is entirely true, and only the names have been changed for reasons.
You can find the link for part 2 here:
A Reminiscence – The Build-Up [MF] [Part 2] from gonewildstories
I barely slept that night. My mind was constantly flashing back to the two pictures she sent, and the events of our first time. I wanted her. I still felt bad about sneaking around, but the guilt was shifting into the background.
I got up at 7:30, showered and shaved. Getting dressed, I pulled up her pictures again. Seeing her sprawled on her bed, her beautiful breasts on display . . .
My phone buzzed and a text appeared from Amy. “He’s leaving in ten. Hopping in the shower now.”
I responded, told her I’d be there in a half-hour. I left, and as I drove, I barely noticed my surroundings because I was so lost in the idea of what was going to happen. Muscle memory took over (I had been to their house many times and didn’t really have to think about the route), and before I realized, I was sitting on their street, parked a few houses down.