So I (m28) used to work in London when I was younger (21) and ended up working with a wide variety of people. There was one girl I worked with, we'll call her T, and we got on incredibly well from the start. We used to joke around on our lunch breaks, try to make each other laugh whilst on the floor, it was brilliant.

Eventually, we both left the company. I got a new job in another part of the city, she pursued her acting career, but we stayed in touch. A few months go by, and she tells me she's leaving the city to go do a Christmas tour of her new play. She then tells me how she wishes we had a chance together, confessing her feelings for me. I told her I wish we had too and I'm sorry we never got a chance. She asked if we could make up for it before she goes. I happily agreed, and we arranged to meet up the day before she left.

She came over to my flat. We ordered takeaway, put on a film and cuddled up in bed. Then we started making out, our hands wandering, her shirt came off, she unbuttons my jeans, she lays on top of me, pulling my shirt off, her hands wander down to my underwear, she pulls them down and starts sucking my hard cock. Her tongue felt amazing rubbing against the head. Then she grabbed her bag and pulled out a condom, putting it on me and then laying beside me. I got ontop, pull down her jeans and underwear, her pussy is dripping wet. She whispered to me "please, I need you" I slide inside as she let's out a whimper and a moan. She felt amazing, she held on close to me as I went in deeper. Her moans were so gentle, her nails dug into my back as we fucked. All those months of bottled emotions let out in this moment. We finished and led there for a few moments, enjoying the moment. We kissed again and cuddled.

That night we slept together several times, barely slept, and carried on in the morning. I took her to the tube station and we said our goodbyes. She gave me a big kiss and a hug, then she was gone.

It's been 7 years since that night, I haven't seen her since.