Terri isn’t as promiscuous as the title makes it seem. In fact, much had changed since I had last seen her. She was more of an acquaintance than anything else.

Roughly 10 years ago, I had a fling with a slightly older woman, Christine. Christine was divorced and we had a lot of fun sex. She was beautiful with pretty long brown hair, bright eyes, and pouty lips. I never would have guessed that she was a freak in bed, but boy was I glad to find out.

But this story isn’t about Christine. It’s about her friend, Terri, who back at that time, was Christine’s married friend. I happened to meet Terri a couple times when I was hanging out with Christine.

Terri wasn’t as striking as Christine, but she seemed very nice, and didn’t seem to judge me or Christine much for our casual relationship, unlike some of Christine’s other married friends who disagreed with her lifestyle.

I recall Terri sharing stories of her vacations and sports with her young kids. She seemed genuinely happy to be raising a family, and it to be honest it was nice to hear. I wasn’t at that phase of my life, but looked forward to one day having my own family. I think she also appreciated hearing of some of mine and Christine’s sexy stories.

Flash forward to present day, about 10 years later. I’d started a new job earlier in the year and recognized a face in the cafeteria of my new building. It took me a couple days, but I realized it was Terri.

I didn’t think much of it, but planned on at least saying hi next time I saw her in the building. I looked her up online and realized that although we worked in the same building, she was working for a different employer.

I eventually ran into her in the cafeteria, and I went over to say hello. I’m not sure the best way to describe her appearance, but she kind of has an athletes body.

She is about 5’9 with well defined shoulders and back. She has thick fit legs, as if she were a soccer player or squats regularly. She has long frizzy dirty blonde hair and a nice smile, with a tiny space between her front teeth. I always remember that little space.

Terri was friendly and pleasant when I approached her. She remembered me and it was surprisingly not awkward at all. It was just a quick conversation that I had initiated with no deeper intention.

Although, I eventually began hoping to catch a glimpse of her around the building. On a Friday, I caught a view of her from behind. She was wearing corduroy pants that her ass filled out amazingly.

After a couple drinks that night, I found one of her social media pages that was public. Not only that, I clicked on to view her story, which I quickly regretted as I was totally embarrassed at the idea of her catching me snooping on her page.

But to my surprise, Terri ended up not only viewing one of my stories, but liking it. We ended up exchanging DMs and ultimately began texting each other that night. Turns out she had been divorced for about a year. Sounded long, tough, and messy, but she said she was finally feeling in a better place.

She eventually cut to the chase and said that she was not looking to date or anything, but was sexually frustrated and wanted to get laid. At this point it was clear I was also interested in such a scenario.

“I used to go home and touch myself after hearing some of the stories Christine shared about you two”, Terri texted. I was so turned on reading that text that it took me a few minutes to respond. Sensing my silence, Terri apologized for sharing that with me.

“Please don’t apologize. If you want to know the truth, I touched myself to you after seeing your ass in your corduroy pants yesterday.” Less than an hour later, Terri was on her way to my apartment.

My door was barely shut by the time Terri and I started kissing. She was wearing her corduroy pants and I grabbed a handful of her big ass as I scooped her up and she straddled her legs around me while making out in my kitchen.

“Take me to your bed”, Terri commanded. I carried her to my room and tossed her on my bed, rolling her over onto her stomach. I smacked her ass. Terri laughed and rolled over while unbuttoning the top button of her pants.

I helped to slide the corduroy pants down her thick thighs. We whipped our clothes off and I climbed on top of her as we made out and felt all over one another. She took my hand and guided it downward, “feel how wet you already have me”, she whispered as she grabbed my hard cock.

Her pussy felt warm and velvety soft, and extremely wet. I licked my fingers and told her how badly I’d like to eat her. Terri pushed my head down and put a pillow over her face as I went to work.

“Ok now please fuck me”, Terri commanded as she flung the pillow off her face. I put on a condom and fucked her missionary. “Don’t stop, go harder”, she said softly. I reach under and grab her thick ass cheeks as I pump faster and deeper. I hear my balls clapping against her as her breathing and moaning intensifies.

We switch positions and Terri climbs on top. I look up to admire the view. “Feel free to take out any of those frustrations you have” I said with a smile. It’s a good thing I was throbbing because Terri rode me fast and hard. I was feeling all over her ass as she guided her nipple into my mouth.

I was relieved when I heard her repeatedly say she was cumming, because I was barely hanging on myself. “I’m gonna cum too” I said. She responded by riding me even harder than she had been. I wouldn’t have been able to hold it any longer even if I wanted to. I came hard while admiring the view of her fit body aggressively riding me.