About six years ago I connected with a woman on a dating app (the one with a bee). We chatted a bit and had a couple phone calls and while we connected and were attracted to each other, we were looking for different things. I was still just casually dating after ending a long term relationship and she was dating for a serious relationship/marriage. All good, clear communication is wonderful and we parted as friends.

About two weeks later she texts me asking if we could have a call to chat about something. Turns out she hadn’t been with anyone in a few years because of her focus on dating for marriage and was as horny as ever lol. We talk and agree to a FWB situation and it goes really well for a solid year. Two or three times a week we connect for some amazing sex and both of us lean into exploring leading to some really exciting things. The friendship we developed allowed us to visit and cuddle a bit after the deed and it was a surprisingly healing experience for both of us.

When I say we leaned into exploring I mean we got to both really do the things we’ve fantasized about. Open communication and feeling safe is really amazing for that.

At the end of the year she started dating someone and they were really happy together. We decided that it was time to end our situation and cut communication so that they could have the space to grow as a couple. Everyone was happy. Fast forward about a year and I get a wedding invite from them, in another state so I can’t go but I send them a nice gift and card with generic well wishes to hopefully blend in with the other presents/cards from distant relations. Genuinely happy for them.

Monday evening I get a text; “Hey! Long time! We are in town for the week and I was wondering if you had time to get together!”

I’m caught up in the usual holiday craziness but invite her over Tuesday as it’s my only free night when I get home from work. She’s there when I get home and we hug and have light chit chat going inside. I make us drinks and she takes it down quick before sharing that while she loves her husband and their life, she hasn’t been sexually happy for years. She talked with her husband and got a hall pass for while they were home for the holiday. She had permission to come over and stay the night even, but needed to take some pictures during.

We spend the rest of the night picking up right where we left off years ago. The enthusiasm of a sex starved woman is always so sexy. Starting in the kitchen, moving to my bedroom then the shower then back to my bed we fuck like god damn teenagers until my cock literally feels ready to fall off.

She stayed the night(something she had never done before) and this morning woke me up with her mouth before riding me till I had to leave for work. Now here I am with a sore cock and some great new holiday memories.

Hopefully they can visit again for Christmas