Clara and Tim have always had their ups and downs. Young and adventurous. They had met online, and hit it off quick. They loved deep and hard, really, really fast. They had dated for almost 5 years and had 2 kids together. They were great parents, but when they were together, it was a non stop argument. A true twin flame pair.

They talked frequently. They were friends. It wasn’t odd for them to speak daily. It was always about the kids. They came to an agreement that it should be just that, it was for the best. They had been separated for almost 4 years now.

Clara had forgotten to send certain clothes back with the kids. Clara texted Tim asking to meet at lunch so she could get the clothes to him. They agreed to meet at the local Hobby Lobby.

Tim got there early since it was on the way home from work. Naturally, he found use of his free time to spark a joint. Tim and Clara had seemed to have flipped perspectives on most things in life. So naturally, when Clara arrived, not only was she shocked at how Tim was smoking. She also began to notice a lot of other things. Tattoos, piercings, the demeanor change.

Clara had been going through it at home. Justin, her new boyfriend, was driving her nuts. She felt invisible and she was starting to resent him for it.

Clara closed the car door and walked up to Tim.

Clara: Can I hit that. It’s been a rough week. Tim: Sure. Have at it. Clara: Since when did you start this. You wouldn’t even sit outside with me when I used to smoke. Tim: I’ve learned that living a calm life after the one I’ve had isn’t a bad thing. Clara: Yeah you’re not wrong, I just wish mine was calm. Tim: Still arguing? Clara: Yeah, sadly. Tim: I hate that. It’s a shame. Clara: Yeah, it is.

a few moments of silence. Clara takes a hit. Tim looks at his shoes as he rocks in his heels.

Tim: that’s a nice car. Reminds me of the one I had before Steven was born. Clara: ole Betsy? It sure is like her. laughs I couldn’t forget about that one. Tim: a lot of memories. We brought both kids home in it. Clara: in a look of clarity I’m pretty sure we made both kids in it Tim: wow. I think you’re right. Clara: I was so wild back then. I don’t see how you had the energy to chase me. Tim: and you wonder why I live the life I do now laughing. Clara: hey now, I wasn’t that bad! You had 2 kids with me. Tim: wouldn’t change it for the world!

Clara passed the joint back to Tim. She notices the new tattoos he has. She walks to the back of her car. Opens the trunk and sits to get out of the wind. Tim lags behind and eventually stand in front of her at the rear of her car.

Clara: New tattoos, and piercings, you really are different. You seem happier. Tim: Yeah I like the new me. takes a hit Tim: That thing has a 3rd row? Holy shit. What a shag wagon. Clara: shyly no, it’s not that haha. Tim: Oh, well damn. Sorry. Clara: It’s okay. Like I said, been a rough week.

It was this moment that they locked eyes, and simultaneously they both felt a slow, intense burn building in their chest. Tim tried to play it off by leaning in to the open trunk area, checking out all the features. Clara made sure to watch Tim as he walked up, and even though she should have made space for him, she made sure not to. *He catches her staring him up and down. It sends a rush of blood to his crotch. He adjusts his pants with his hands in his pockets to try and get comfortable. The friction just made things worse for him. The mother of his kids was in front of him and he had a predatory flame burning in him to rip her clothes off and make love to her.

Clara: Nice to know you still wear the same cologne. Tim: When you find what you like you have to hold on to it. Tim: You know it’s a damn shame he hasn’t jumped you in the back of this thing, a lot of real estate. Clara: well he isn’t really focused on me. Definitely not interested in breaking in anything with me.

tim looks directly at her, locking eyes

Tim: you wanna break it in now?

Clara nods her head

Tim slowly grabs her by the back of the neck. Missing each other just as hard and as passionately as they did making their babies. All of the thoughts, fantasies, memories they shared were coming back to life. They knew it had to be quick. Clara got her pants off quick. She helped Tim get his other boot unlaced for him. She then grabbed his dick. Tim grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her to him to kiss her. Grabbing her face, forcefully. This was hitting a kink for both of them. Tim was powering over someone that wanted to use him as a fix. Clara was seeing that Tim may have been the perfect person for her all along. After a few moments, Tim gently pulled her hair back and then pushed her mouth down around his cock. Tims head fell backward in pleasure as she made up for all the missed time.

Their favorite way to fuck was missionary. They always wanted passion to build up just as their need to bust did. Tim knew that Clara loved it when he would pull his hips up, almost to the point of his dick falling out of her, then driving his hips back down to her letting all of his weight fall into her. Slow and hard. Tim was of a thicker build now, which was also new to Clara. Tim felt how her body craved him to stay every time he pulled back. It was the little details like how she would squeeze around his dick as he was pulling his hips back. Tim had to learn to pace himself with her. He found out that she could drain his balls literally anytime she damn well pleased, and he knew she still could.

Tim saw the clinches and squeezing in her body. He knew that she was about to cum. Tim always wanted to make sure they both came at the same time. But he felt more and more like he was being pushed back. It was making it harder for him to hold out.

Tim grabbed her by the back of the neck, and ran his fingers up into her hair. He flexed his back, and wrapped his other arm under her. He pulled her hair and began to kiss her hard and slow. His balls began to jerk and her legs began to shake. Clara screamed out in orgasm as she squirted all over herself, Tim, and the trunk. Tim had came so hard that he had locked up in the same position, but gripping her harder and harder as he filled her up. They locked eyes and lips again.

Clara: You really got me tight here haha Tim: When you find what you like, you have to hold on to it.

They kissed and swapped memories for a few minutes. Then reality set back in. They got clothed and went their separate way.

Tim made it back home. He made dinner, cleaned up, and put the kids to bed. He made a drink and sat down on the front porch. He lit a joint and took a hard inhale. His phone lit up. A new text.

Clara: Hey, if you ever need to drop something off, just let me know and we can make that our meeting spot since it was convenient.

Tim: Thanks! I really do appreciate it.

Clara: Of course! I appreciate how Well we work together

Followed by her favorite video of them fucking that they had made together years ago.

to be continued