Wife’s BFF Linda P5a - Sex Stories

Wife’s BFF Linda P5a

... the embrace of two arms wrapping around my neck and soft breasts pressing against my chest. I realize it’s Kelly. My body responds with a surge of excitement that leaves me breathless.

It’s been months since I last saw Kelly, so I was surprised to see her standing before me in LA. All I could say was, “Great to see you again, Kelly. Please call me Jon. What are you doing here?” I recall Linda mentioning that Kelly was leaving her university to work at a prestigious US school and to finish her Ph.D. Kelly informed me that her team is in LA working with USC on a project and will also participate in a symposium later in the week.

Kelly’s stunning figure catches my gaze, her petite frame, curvy ass, and large breasts on full display. She is wearing a tank top, sports bra and tights that cling to her sweaty body, causing my cock to stir in my shorts. Kelly rubs my arm and compliments my workout, leaving me unsure how to respond. I wonder if she is genuinely flirting with me or if I am misinterpreting the situation. Despite my uncertainty, it’s flattering to get attention from this sexy young woman.

Kelly invites me for a smoothie, which I eagerly accept. We make our way to the juice bar down the hall. The sun is rising, and it is another glorious warm day, so we decide to sit outside in the warm Los Angeles sunshine. As we chat, her flirty and sexy tone continues to add to the already sexually charged atmosphere. Kelly tells me all about her work and studies and all the ...

... while, I keep stealing looks at her big, beautiful breasts.

I quickly check the time and realize I need to get ready, feeling a massive bulge in my shorts that I try to conceal with a towel as I stand up. Kelly gets up and presses her hands against my chest, coming in closer and planting a soft kiss on my cheek. It wasn’t sexual but more than a friendly peck. I am on the brink of losing control, but I don’t need any more complications in my life. I find the strength to pull away and say, “It was great seeing you, Kelly. I hope we run into each other again.”

I attend the tech show all day, mingling with customers and colleagues. I have dinner with my coworkers that evening. It’s still early when I return to the hotel; it’s not even nine o’clock, so I have a nightcap before bed. I order a scotch while sitting at the bar and watching the game on the TV.

As I sip on my scotch at the bar, I see Kelly walk in with a group of professors from the university. They sit at a table at the far end of the restaurant. Kelly looks stunning in her conservative yet curve-hugging dress. I find her very attractive and thought she was sexy since we first met months ago. I quietly remind myself to behave. As sexy as she is, pursuing Kelly will only lead to trouble.

After a few drinks, I feel ready for bed. While waiting to settle the bill, Kelly approaches, comes up to me, and hugs me. “Hello, Mr. Camer...I mean Jon,” she says. I take a big breath. God, I enjoy the feeling of her big ...