Maddie had been clear over the past few weeks—she wasn’t slowing down her rendezvous with an old friend. On the 4th of July, she left me at a pool party and disappeared, only to return after being with her FWB not once, but twice that day.
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Since then, her texts have been constant, full of flirtatious messages and daring sexts, sent to both old acquaintances and a new guy she’d met at work. Our own sex life had turned thrilling and unpredictable over the last couple of weeks. From moments where she reveled in teasing me with bruising humiliation—telling me how much better and bigger she could find elsewhere—to passionate, good old-fashioned lovemaking. She adored having me worship her, eating her out before, during, and after.
That past weekend, we spent all day Friday trading heated texts, though I was stuck working until four, and she had a shift starting at five, so we didn’t get a chance to see each other. The next day, I invited her over for lunch and a lazy day out. She called and told me she needed to go home and change first. I was surprised—was she running or hitting the gym? She went silent, then confessed she’d gone to her coworker’s house after work. I was stunned; she’d never mentioned this before. Laughing, she asked if she should skip changing and just come over as she was. I told her to come.
When she showed up in her work uniform, she grinned mischievously, threw me back on the bed, lifted her skirt, and pressed her warm, bare pussy against my face. The scent and taste of the condom lingered. She recounted how after their last shift, they’d shared a drink, and he’d lightly spanked her ass. She’d teased back, “If you want it, it’s yours.” They’d ended up at his place, making love all night until exhaustion drove them to sleep. Before she left his bed, she insisted on one last round.
I kissed and tasted her sweet evidence of pleasure until she rewarded me with sloppy seconds. As I began to cum inside her, she pulled back just at the edge. Before I could ask why, she pushed my face down to clean up, making me lick every drop. She confided she wanted to watch me savor my own release—something new—and mentioned Brian, her coworker, might visit again that night. She didn’t want him to have seconds.
Later, we went for lunch and spent the day at the lake. Maddie wore a daring little bikini that surely caught every guy’s eye as she soaked up the sun. I couldn’t wait to rip it off once we were back home. In the water, she wrapped her legs around me, teasing me relentlessly. She rubbed my cock through my trunks while I eagerly stroked her under the water. She whispered, “It’s all yours, I just like to share it.” My patience snapped—we had to leave immediately.
Back at her apartment, we showered together, the steam and closeness feeding the fire between us. When we stepped out, she dressed in a sexy little dress. I asked if she wanted to pick up where we left off in the shower, but she just shook her head and told me to get dressed. Confused, I asked where we were going. “Nowhere,” she replied. She was heading to Brian’s but said I could stay or leave. I stayed, waiting up for her.
When she returned, she curled up naked beside me, and we spent the night entwined in each other’s arms. The next morning, she gave me the full story of her adventures—and I got to reclaim my irresistible, sexy girlfriend.