Bar man and the Chef Part 3 - Sex Stories

Bar man and the Chef Part 3

... knew you cared for me so I used it to my advantage. Fuck sake Ste it’s not a big deal, besides we are free to fuck whenever now, and I know you love it” she strokes her hand up my thigh and I slap it away. ME: “Don’t fucking touch me... Pull over here” She rolls her eyes and pulls the car over, I get out and slam the door but she roles the window down. BECKY: “Be mad all you want, I know you will call me when you want sex.” She blows a kiss and drives off. I get my bearings and realize I’m around 7 miles from my home, I then notice that I had Becky pull up in the lay by me and Sarah had had sex in only a few hours prior. The walk of shame home is well deserved. It takes me 3 hours, well into the early hours. My life goes on as usual, work then home, the occasional night out with friends, days turn to months and the pain of missing Sarah never leaves. Becky texts every day, always the same old shit, “Fancy a fuck”, “I’m lonely and cold, come keep me warm ;)”. I ignore them all, and i ignore her at work. One day after around 3 months I get a text off Sarah asking me to meet her at her house. The drive to her house is excruciatingly nerve racking, I know I have some CD’s there that I need to collect. I park up and knock on the door. She answers the door, she is wearing the baggy jogging bottoms I got her and a tank top, no makeup and her hair tied back into a bun, even dressed down, she is beautiful. She lets me in and we sit on the couch, a box of my things is on the floor as I ...

... expected. ME: “You didn't have to do that, I’d have done it” SARAH: “I know you would have, but I needed to, but I didn't just invite you round for them” ME: “What’s up then?” I get worried. SARAH: “I saw Becky the other night, and she told me everything, how she seduced you for a joke and how I should get over myself” ME: “What did you say?” SARAH: “I didn't, I floored the bitch” We both laugh and without notice at the time, edge closer to each other. Our gaze locks and we both blush for a moment, but I can still see the pain. ME: “So…Erm… I best get these things in my car” we begin to slowly lean in for a kiss. SARAH: “Yeah… I err… I think you should” Our lips meet softly in the middle. we pull a bit away, then kiss again. Our hearts are beating so hard we can both feel them, like drums in our chests. I slide my hand up her arm and into her hair as the kiss intensifies. Our breathing growing heavy, her breasts heave with every breath she takes. I lay her back onto the sofa as our limbs entangle each other. SARAH: “We should” Our lips meet again “Aw we should stop” ME: “I know… but why can’t we” She breaks the kiss and gazes into my eyes. SARAH: “Because I’ve missed you” We kiss again, and for a moment we gain our senses. We break the kiss and I stand up, as I pull away, she pulls her pants down. I know now we are lost to each other, and I undo my pants, they fall round my ankles with my underwear and I step out of them, and get on top of her. We kiss again, my cock an inch ...