Friends with benefits
 

I know there are some friends with benefits stories spread throughout this forum, but I figured it was ok to start a dedicated thread.

First off, I have a current friends with benefits relationship going on that will probably end this fall, unfortunately. I guess the one positive of covid for me is that I have a neighbor who has been home from college staying next door. She will be going back to campus in the fall, and my fun is going to come to an end.

For those of you that have been in one of these relationships, did they sort of just naturally end or was there a blow-up that caused things to stop? Her parents are my neighbors, so her father (in particular) finding out would make make our fun end pretty fast. :eek:

My relationship started off pretty innocently, and probably just started because of boredom. It would have probably never started if we were long term neighbors, but we've only lived next to each other for about 4 years (new neighborhood). She (I'll call her L) is certainly attractive and we have always been friendly. Her parents are both really nice and I'd say we are all pretty decent friends. We have the codes to each others garages and hang out at least a couple of times a month on the weekend.

Anyway, I've worked from home since the start of covid. In early April of 2020, I was in my home office and I saw L walking across my front yard to my door carrying her laptop. She wasn't dressed really inappropriately, but not like I usually see her, either. She had on some running shorts and a t-shirt, which just was not how she normally dressed. She looked like she had been lounging around. Long story short, the internet at their house was acting up and she was supposed to have a zoom call with her class and professor. What I got out of it was that some teachers didn't really care about how they connected and others were really particular about having their camera on and proving that they are paying attention. Essentially, she was desperate to get connected and I quickly helped her get connected to my internet. Sort of a funny side note, when she was beating on my door asking to use the internet I could hardly understand what she was asking for. If it would have been almost anyone else, I think I wouldn't have helped so quickly.

I set her up in my office area and grabbed my laptop and went to the kitchen table. She had her zoom class and came to the kitchen to thank me for bailing her out. I have to say, she looked cute as hell standing there and just looked completely different to me. We've seen each other a lot, and I don't want to paint her a prissy, but I'd never seen her looking so casual and like she just got out of bed. When a pretty woman thanks you (at least me), I think the default response is "anytime and it wasn't a problem at all" haha. With that she headed back to her house. I figured a crisis was averted and that was the end of that.

I'll type more about my situation later, but she was back the next morning at my house.

The sex is great and she is up for almost anything I suggest. I'm quite a bit older than she is (20 years) and I think her attitude is just a lot different than when I was her age. It seems like hooking up isn't such a big deal, oral is like first base now, and talking about sex is very casual. Which... makes me a little nervous. I don't think she wants her dad knowing about us (I certainly don't), but I'm not sure what she shares with her mom. She seems to have more of a sister type thing going on with her, but I don't think she would ever say anything. I do know that she has told at least two female friends, because she has stopped and texted with them mid-blow job before (again, maybe it is a younger generation thing... but if you have my dick in your mouth you can wait to txt? haha). I know she told them because I asked her what was going on each time, a little worried that it was mom or dad was asking why she was not at home. She flat out said who it was and that she told them she was chilling with me (by name) and giving me a blowjob. I freaked out each time, obviously, and she just laughed.

For those that are in or have been part of these relationships, were they completely casual or did feelings start to creep in? I obviously care for L, but I have no intention of us being a couple. When I've asked her about who else she sees, she pretty much ignores my question. I think she would tell me or I'd start to see less of her. Maybe I'm just a safe dick, but I worry feelings could make this go down a bad path. I'm still fucking others and while I don't bring that up with her, I've never made it sound like we are exclusive. For me, it has been an amazing year and I think it has been fun for her too.

I really do want to hear your FWB experiences and thoughts. For me, typing it out is somehow a bit the****utic. For whatever reason, I’ve been thinking about some of my adventures recently, present and past. I know these are long posts, but for me, I enjoy the buildup and context about how it started. Jumping straight to fucking my next-door neighbor just seems weird to me.

I also want to say that this is how it happened to the best of my memory, and I’m probably guilty of filling in gaps a little how I want to remember them. This isn’t a long-ago thing (started a year ago and is still going on), though.

A couple of things I want to share before I forget about them. For not living with me, L probably has more clothes at my place than at her house. I love a sexy pair of panties, but it is the woman in them that gets me hard. L has left more panties at my place than I thought it was possible to own. I’ve ordered her LOTs of new panties and clothes, and I wonder what her mom thinks when doing the laundry since L doesn’t work. In my experience, moms notice that stuff :).

The laundry at my house is rolling the dice. My boxers, her sock, a random pair of women’s pj bottoms, a thong… it is always an adventure sorting clothes. I never know what she has put in my clothes hamper or where panties are going to be found. I had to do a search of my house before some long-time friends of mine and my ex-wife came over because I was worried about what they would find in a couch cushion or a bathroom. I’m not embarrassed by it, but I’d rather not have to explain a skimpy pair panties :). She gets naked all over the place, but I think she enjoys hiding her panties, too.

About her mom, I have suspicions that her mom knows that she comes over sometimes, but not that we fuck like rabbits. L has shared that her mom has commented at home that she feels sorry for me since my divorce… something along the lines of me not dating. I’m not sure why she keeps track of my dating status. When we all hang out, she has asked if I’m dating anyone, to which I always answer no. I thought about being a smart ass and saying that I am seeing this great girl, but I thankfully thought better of that. Next thing, they would want me to bring her over for dinner or drinks. Surprise, it is your daughter, and we fuck almost every single day!

L’s mom and dad are not prudes at all, and I know they have had some wild times. L has shared that her mom has even jokingly said that I probably have blue balls, how does that come up in conversation? My lovely smartass L sometimes greets me in the morning with a “Hi… poor thing, I bet my mom thinks you have blue balls today”. How do you respond to that level of trash talk? :)

Anyway, I left off with L going back home and me being a little bit unexpectedly turned on about her casual look. As an aside, while I’ve fucked several younger women, they really are not my turn-on. Sure, I like looking at an attractive woman, but my earliest relationships were with women in almost the exact reverse scenario where I was the one in my early 20s, and they were in their 40s or even slightly older. While consensual fun with a young lady is fantastic (haha…maybe that is why I buy new cars all the time, I like the new car/pussy smell), I don’t exactly set out that way. I have a niece in the same age range as L, and while I’d NEVER consider doing anything with her, I do like it when she comes with her friends to visit (I’m not very far from the beach, so I’m a getaway destination). If anyone is interested, I can share a little bit about that later.

So, after L left, I got back to work in my office and couldn’t stop thinking about her. Just pervy thoughts, but I couldn’t stop wondering if she had a bra on and were her tits moving around more than normal. When she was leaving, did it look like she had panties on, or was she jiggling around in her running shorts a little too much. Completely ridiculous things to fixate on, and I guess I was just horny, but she excited me a little more than she had before. I never really thought much about her when I’d get together with her parents and probably secretly thought about her mom more than I should have lol.

Like any horned up guy, I did what had to be done and searched for something on xhamster that I could relieve myself to ;). I’ll look at any nice naked female, but I tried to search for videos that sort of reminded me of her. I keyed in college girls and really focused on the amateur content. I even searched for running shorts and found a video titled milf in running shorts that, while not explicit, I really liked. Once I got down that rabbit hole of vids, I relieved myself and got back to business.

I couldn’t shake it from my mind, though, and probably revisited those searches a couple more times that night. When I started working the next morning, I probably had one hand on my personal laptop looking for porn and the other on my work laptop paying the bills. My personal computer usually sits on the left side of my desk, and it is open most of the time, so I can pop over to answer an email or look up something. I used to it being there and peripherally available.

I had been working away as much as I could, and just before 10, I see L coming up the walkway to my front door again. I probably was slightly annoyed and excited, to be honest. On the one hand, I definitely wanted to see her, and on the other, I was looking forward to a little bit of hands-on personal time. Thinking about it now, I was probably a little irritated that she was going to interrupt my ability to jack off to her lol. How is that for some messed-up logic?

Pretty much the same drill as the day before. She needed to get online for a class, and it was a pretty short conversation. She was sort of coming in as soon as I answered the door. She turned right and headed into my office and was plopping down in my chair and I disconnected my work laptop from the other side of my desk and retreated to the kitchen. She had similar shorts on and a little strappy shirt. Again, she looked like she had not been out of bed very long.

Needless to say, I couldn’t concentrate much on work. About an hour later, she came out to me in the kitchen and asked if I had anything to drink. I had coffee going and offered her some or whatever else I had in the refrigerator. I think I said something along the lines of just make yourself at home, which she did without hesitation. As she rummaged through my refrigerator and kitchen, I didn’t miss the chance to check her out. I had really not had time to pay attention to the details of what she had on when she burst in, but checking her out now, it absolutely looked like she had just got up. I don’t know for sure, but it looked like she had pj shorts on instead of real shorts. Nothing obscene, but they were short and pretty thin looking. Her strappy top was just about too short to fully cover her stomach, but again nothing really inappropriate. If she was dressed this way when I was at her house hanging out with her mom and dad, I’d bet that dad would say something to her if that puts it into perspective.

We chitchatted for a little bit, the way that people do when they don’t have much in common, but they are friendly. I asked her about her class and how it went, and she said she didn’t really like it and hated that it was so early (lol, I guess I am old now that 10 is early). I asked when her next zoom call was, and she told me at 1, which I assumed she would go home since it was only about 11:30ish at this point. I asked her if she needed to use my internet for that class, and I got a straight “yes”… not an “if you don’t mind “or “could I”. I didn’t mind her being over at my place for sure, but I needed to work, and I had cranking one off on my mind, too.

I told her to make herself at home, pointed out where the bathroom was and told her I need to get back to work for a little bit. I mentioned that I’d just leave the door unlocked for her and got a sort of grunting acknowledgment from her. I mention this because it isn’t the last grunting acknowledgment that I’ve gotten from her :D. I assumed she would go back to her place in a few minutes, and I’d see her later.

When I walked around my desk, my personal laptop was still open. It had a blank screen, but it was still open. I touched the unlock sensor and a maximized video from xhamster of a college girl on her knees sucking a guy off (amateur) was up. All I could think was that I was completely fucked at this point. My heart was beating so fast that I almost couldn’t think straight, and I felt like I was in trouble, as weird as that sounds. I’m a grown man who has had some awesome sexual adventures, and I felt like a teenager who just got busted. I remember that feeling so vividly.

Making matters even worse, L started walking into my office and straight to behind my desk. I don’t remember my exact thought, but I thought I was going to get confronted. I went to shut the laptop but really slammed the screen shut… because that would save me, right haha? L just smiled a little at me and reached for her laptop instead. I didn’t say a word, I don’t think I could have formed a sentence. I figured she would head straight for the front door, but instead, she turned right and headed back towards the kitchen area. Apparently, her plan was to stay until her next class, and now I’m stuck in my office thinking the worst. I’m not embarrassed that others know I look at porn or get embarrassed over much. All I could think of is L telling her folks and getting confronted about it. I’m reasonably friendly with all my neighbors, and I literally thought I’d have to move once gossip of the pervert neighbor who wants to fuck your college daughters got spread around.

I tried to get back to work, but I was just clicking around and doing nothing. For better or worse, I figured that I should go apologize to L and try to minimize the damage as much as I could. Once I mustered the courage, I headed to L and found her in the great room (just off the kitchen), sitting on my couch with her feet up on the cushions and her laptop balancing on her knees. I’m not sure if I’m doing the visual justice, but it isn’t a very modest way to sit when you are wearing thin shorts, and she might as well have been sitting in her panties due to how the material of her shorts had ridden up.

I sat in a chair across from her, not intending to keep looking but because it was the closest place to sit, and I thought I was going to faint, haha. I started off by saying, “I need to talk to you”, and she sort of peeked around her laptop at me before closing it. The gist of what I said next was that if she saw anything on my laptop that I was sorry, and I didn’t mean for her to see it. I probably said I was sorry 10 more times as I rambled along. Her only response was that it was ok and no problem.

Completely awkward, we set in silence for probably 10 seconds that seemed like an hour, and she opened the lid back up on her laptop. So now I’m sitting there not knowing what to do but feeling like I might get a reprieve from death row! So like any person that just survived a near-death experience :eek: my eyes wandered back to her crotch. It was really just a glance, but she looked really good! L started to move a little, which snapped me out of it and I sort of jumped to my feet. I think we were both a little startled by the quick movement, actually. L looked around her laptop at me again, and I turned to go back to my office and try to work a little. I really wanted to go crank one out, but my big head was thankfully in charge.

The rest of the afternoon was more or less boring. I popped out of the office occasionally to get a drink from the kitchen, and I made a pizza for us as a late lunch. To give L credit, she really acted like nothing had happened, and she did make me relax a little. Probably around 4ish, she came to the office carrying her laptop and set it down on my desk. She bent down to slip on her shoes to get ready to go. She was facing my desk and struggling to slip her foot in vs. actually untying her shoes.

Once she got her shoes on, she stood up and thanked me for letting her use the internet. I stood up and told her no problem and apologized again for my laptop. I probably should have left that alone, but it was still on my mind, especially since she was going home. She grinned and said, “no problem,” and gave me a little hug. She just wrapped her arms around me and gave me a quick squeeze while putting her head into my chest.

Again, I’m sorry for the long build-up, but I wanted to share the context of how we started things off. Not a Dear Hustler type of beginning, haha.

L didn’t come back the next day, which made me think she was probably done visiting. I did see her go for a walk and sort of glance at my office window as she walked by on the sidewalk, and I thought this doubly reinforced that she would not be back over. I chalked this up to a near-miss of having a pissed-off dad and mom at my door and actually felt a little relieved.

I'll post more when I have time to write about it. Probably in the next day or so.

Go on
 

Id say you are a lucky man! Interesting story. Loving it so far!

I've gone back and forth about posting a picture of L. I've followed the "How risky is it to post face pics?" thread, and I'd never do that... even if she said she wanted to.

I'm mainly a bad video guy that struggles to film and fuck at the same time haha. I get so turned on filming that I either cum before I'm ready or end up filming my feet or something as equally boring.

Sorry if you think this picture sucks, but it is the best I can do with cropping and hiding things. L has an amazing body, at least I think so!

Thanks! I worry that the details are boring, but I've found typing them out is very exciting for me. I'm actually a little down right now because of it, though. The whole friends with benefits thing, to me, implies it is just casual sex. As I've typed it out, I think we are a couple, not just friends, and that is going to come to an end later this year.

Nope!
 

Not boring for me. I enjoy the background...even in videos I don't want the first frame to be someone fucking. I want to see how they got here.

Great story! Can't wait to read the next installment. L's body is amazing, you're a lucky man! Try not to dwell on the possibility of it coming to an end, you never know what can happen. Just enjoy.

The following day, I was quite surprised to see L coming up my walk with an arm full of things around 9:00ish. When I opened the door, I think I got a “hi” from her as she was already stepping in. She had her computer and an arm full of clothes, which caught my attention. She almost stepped around me as she turned into the office and plopped everything on the corner of my desk in one big heap. Instead of asking if she could use my internet, she asked if she could get ready. I really didn’t know what to think about that request. Of course, she could get ready, but I’m sure I had a bit of a weird look on my face as I tried to process why. I told her, “sure,” and she started to sort out her clothes from her other things. Piled on my desk were jumbled up black leggings, a t-shirt, a black bra, and pair of black panties. She also had a couple of bottles of what looked like hair product, but my eyes were on her panties :).

I wasn’t actually sure where to take her at that point. I have a smallish half-bath just off the kitchen, and my master bedroom is on the first floor, too. I told her that she knows where the bathroom is and pointed to my bedroom if she needed more room. L headed straight for my bedroom, shutting the door behind her. I didn’t really care, but I was slightly embarrassed that my room was a mess.

I went back to work and lost track of time. In probably 30 mins L ducked into my office, clean with wet hair and dressed. I thought she was just changing clothes, but apparently, she took a shower. I figured she was out in the kitchen. L was definitely dressed casually, which made me wonder why she needed to get ready at my place?

I have a couch along the wall in front of my desk, and when she walked in, she plopped her dirty clothes on the cushion cushion by the door. She grabs her laptop off my desk and is out the door of my office. You’d think we had lived together for years by how casually she is making herself at home. I’m not complaining, but it wasn’t exactly what I expected.

I continue to work away, but I’m distracted. Looking just right of my monitor, I can clearly see her clothes maybe 5 feet away. Jumbled together is the pair of shorts and top she was wearing. I didn’t see a bra, but partially on top and partially covered by her other clothes was a tiny thong. I’m a panty guy and just seeing that thong sitting there had me getting aroused. After a bit, I got up to get coffee, and L was in the kitchen doing a zoom call. She sort of turned her head and grinned at me and then turned back to her screen. I refilled my coffee, went back to my office, and then thought about my bedroom. Since she was distracted on her call, I figured I would go use the restroom and see how bad of shape I had left things in for my unexpected guest.

Like a typical 20 something-year-old, she left the light on in my bathroom and only through luck remembered to turn the water off, haha. Looking around my bathroom, it was obvious that she did make herself at home. Long blond hair was all around the sink, and who knows where else. I got divorced a couple of years ago, but I had to remind myself that blond hair in my bathroom was ok ;). It made me chuckle now because I thought she was comfortable around me because she didn’t perceive me as anything other than her parent’s friend and an older guy.

When I went back to my office, I guessed that she still had 30 mins or so of class before she was off of zoom. I figured this was my only time to check out her panties and with my back to the door, I sort of blocked the view if she followed me and gave them a good inspection. I won’t go into that detail, but it was obvious they had been worn, and I would have done nasty things with them if I was alone ;-) I tucked them back the way that I thought she left them and tried to work a little.

The rest of the mid-day was sort of uneventful. I ordered us lunch through ubereats, took a break, and talked a little bit. We talked about remote classes and if she like them, which she had mixed feelings about. She missed being at school and having her freedom but really liked not having to sit in a lecture hall. L then commented that she really liked hanging out at my house and she hated being alone at her parent’s place. I figured that pretty much explained everything… she just wanted to be around someone, and I was as good of a choice as anyone.

I told her that I liked having her around and that she could do her school work from here whenever she wanted as long as everyone was ok with that. She didn’t really respond to that, and I didn’t push it. I let her know that if she wanted to keep coming over, she could let herself in instead of ringing the doorbell. And, if it looked like I was on a call, just to be quiet until I was done. I didn’t want a bunch of questions from nosy co-workers about who was at my house, especially her.

I gave her the code to my door and, probably more like her dad, explained not to abuse it by making my house the party place. She sort of rolled her eyes at me like I’m sure her parents have seen before.

A little after three, she popped back into my office and plopped down on the couch. At first, I thought she was bored, but then I could tell she was waiting to talk to me about something. I wasn’t on a call, but I was wrapping up an email and asked her to hang on a second. It took me probably a min or so, and I slid my chair around, so I wasn’t sitting behind my monitor. She looked a little nervous, which made me a little nervous, to be honest. She basically thanked me for being so chill with her and that this was the first good week she has had in a while. I don’t want to paint the picture that she was depressed, but I think being home was not very fun for her.

I told her that she was welcome over here anytime and I liked her company too. I felt really connected to her at that moment, and after talking about it later, she said that she did too. We have a difference of opinion of who initiated the next move, but she is probably right… I guess I sort of opened my arms for a hug, and she stood up and came around the end of my desk to me. Because of the way I was sitting in my office chair, L stepped between my legs for a hug. She kind of wrapped her arms around my shoulders/neck, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. My head was pressed right into her chest, which wasn’t on purpose. My hands/arms kind of naturally fell across her ass, which at first didn’t even register to me. Without really thinking about it, I sort of rubbed and patted her ass a few times and then stopped when I realized what I had done. I pulled back from her a little bit so I could look up, she was looking down at me with a slight smile. I patted her ass a few more times and then pulled back from our embrace.

L stood there for few seconds, and I said thanks for coming to talk to me. She smiled widely this time like I had made her day. She spun around and headed back to the kitchen to work or do something. The hug felt really good but I didn’t expect things to go past this. I figured we would flirt a little when she came over, and I’d occasionally jack off thinking about her if I were particularly horny (meaning every day). :)

As it got closer to five, L stopped in the doorway to my office with a big smile on her face telling me that she needed to head home. I got up to say goodbye and shut the front door behind her as she left, and this time (I don’t care what she says about who initiated it), she reached out to hug me. I’m pretty tall (6’6’), so I sort of leaned down to hug her, and we must have stood there for 30 seconds squeezing each other. As I started to lean back to break our hug, she looked up with what I will go to my grave arguing was a kiss me look. L claims that isn’t what she was doing, but I pecked her on the lips. The next kiss isn’t up for debate as we both wanted that one :). This was more than a peck, and we were both into it. I grabbed her ass like I’d never touched one before, and we probably kissed for a good minute before we stopped. She grinned at me and she left to go home.

A bit of detail as to why she was always going home at the same time… her parents came home around 5:30. Thankfully, we were on the same page about the fewer people who knew about her coming over, the better.

My mind was all over the place about what had just happened. I knew for sure that If I didn’t relieve some pressure, I was going to explode. I don’t remember where I was with my work, but I do know that I was done for the day haha. Going back into my office to shut my computer down, I realized that she had left her clothes on the couch. Without going into the details, I smelled, licked, and rubbed her panties on my dick a few times that night. I must have cummed a gallon before I went to bed. :D

Sorry for the heavy cropping, but I thought some of you might like to see that ass I patted and rubbed. ;)

FWB FTW
 

Great experience and thanks for sharing. Looking forward to more. My own FWBs weren't nearly so exciting. Most of them ended either due to too much distance (I certainly never had a neighbor FWB :) ) or because the other party wanted more than I was prepared to give.

Nice ass, btw :D

I got plenty of FWB stories but I don't want to interrupt your fun story. Once you finish I'll post a few.
I reckon the mother has a little thing for you as well. There's plenty you've offered to do a deep dive as to why this eventuated, but I reckon it's:
loneliness,
to rebel,
wants to feel a little naughty,
her mother likes you so it's competitive and she's having what her mother desires,
boredom,
younger gen due to those hook up apps just have sex when they want and are casual about it,
you're probably buying lunch every day she is there,
and she felt a little sorry for you at first. I guess that is thanks to her mother.
I'd imagine you're not a bad looking bloke either as she seems in pretty good nick.
Enjoy it while it lasts as they don't last forever!

Thanks for replying. Unless something crazy happens, I expect by fall for it to be more or less over. I don't think she would transfer schools, but that would be stupid and I'll do everything possible to keep that from happening.

In your situation, when their wants did not line up with yours, did it get crazy or slowly drift apart?

I like her ass, too :D Here is a little bit better view... at least from where I was sitting.

I'd love to hear your thoughts when you have time. I'm not a bad-looking guy (at least I don't think so) and have never been in a pussy drought, haha. I don't know why her mom thinks that other than she must think when one moved out, another should move in. I might regret it when I'm older, but I thank God that I have my freedom right now. Covid has just made it a little different, but I don't mind fucking with a mask on lol.

This is the only time I'll mention this, but I'm above average in the dick department... so maybe you are right, and the mom has some interest. The parents have never got close to talking explicitly around me, but they are not prudes. They have talked about going to a nude beach before. They both joked when a Victoria Secrets catalog showed up about it being time for something sexy. If they only knew the pile of those their daughter leaves at my house.

We've hot tubed together, so maybe mom has seen something she likes. Mom has a nice body, but I just don't see me hitting that. Stranger things happen, but I would feel weird doing that to L. I feel like that would be an insult. We've actually been monogamous this past year (I have, and I think she has)

I'll have to think about if L started this to make mom jealous. I don't think so, though. They are close and more like sisters. I guess mom could have said something about me that got L thinking, but it has never been a pity fuck situation, I think (although I would have played the pitful guy as much as I needed haha).

I never really asked her about the college girl porn I think she saw. I was happy it didn't come back up, and things took off. I really never asked. I am now, though. I also need to ask her about what she tells her girlfriends about us and why. It is an ego booster to think she is telling them about all the sex we've had, but girlfriends can be brutal to each other. Maybe I'm a school project lol.

Such a great idea for a thread. Wish I thought of it. I've had a few FWB experiences over the years. I actually posted about a few in other threads.

My first FWB experience was was also my first squirting and rimjob experience as well. We'd meet at least once a week for 3-4 months.

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/sho...49&postcount=9

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/sho...9&postcount=10


My second experience was an older woman I meet while coaching her daughter.

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/sho...5&postcount=88

I've had a couple FWB experiences that I may post about later. But these were my two most memorable ones.

The next morning I woke up about 7:30 with a hard-on thinking about L coming back. I had no idea if we’d pick up where the kiss left off, but I had my hopes. I jumped in the shower and zoned out a little, just relaxing and thinking. It was probably almost 8:00, and I was standing in my boxers in front of my sink shaving when I almost had a heart attack. Out of nowhere, I hear “hey”, and is L standing at my bathroom door with another arm full of clothes. She really embraced the “let yourself in and be quiet” instructions I gave the day before and damn near scared me to death! I told her that she almost gave me a heart attack, and I thought she was going to cry she laughed so hard.

I told her that I was just about done and the bathroom would be hers. She started to hang her clean shorts and shirt on a hook, followed by clean pair of panties. The next thing I know, her t-shirt is coming off over her head, and little shorts are hitting floor. Arms came out of bra straps, and she spun her bra around to unclasp it from the front, tossing it on the pile. With the cutest little wiggle, her panties slid down her legs to her ankles, and she stepped out of them where they landed.

I only had a back view but she looked fantastic, but my dick sprang to life faster than I would have guessed based on how bad I beat it up the night before! With a glance and a smirk, she hopped in the shower, leaving me standing there. I finished my half-shaved face and lingered around for as long as I thought I could get away with.

Retreating to my bedroom, I grabbed clothes and was sitting on the edge of my bed when L came out of the bathroom a little quicker than I expected. She had wrapped a towel around her head and another around her body and looked sexy as hell. She asked me if I had any lotion and at almost the same moment spotted the bottle of Nivea for Men on my nightstand… right next to her thong from the day before.

She grabbed the bottle, commented that I needed to get better lotion, and made a kissy face at me. So, without a doubt, she confirmed my pervert status, lol. I was rock hard at this point and sitting on the bed like a fool that had been caught jacking off to her panties.

I still wasn’t sure if fucking was in our future at this point, but I hoped that we were going to be clothed a lot less around each other, hopefully, a lot more! After a couple of minutes, I half-jokingly hollered, “hey, I need my lotion back,” and she came right out with the bottle in hand. My dick was already pretty much at full staff from what had been going on that morning, and it wasn’t going down the way she was standing there. I leaned back on my elbows and there was an bit of a pause that made me think I was misreading her STILL. I would definitely take matters into my own hands if needed, but I hoped she would do it. I slipped my boxers down a little to mid-thigh and just looked at her.

I don’t know if she was being naive or deciding if she wanted to do more, but she finally knelt between my legs and put a squirt of lotion on the head of my cock. Again, another slight pause that seemed like minutes, and finally, she started to rub the lotion in like she was trying to get rid of dry skin :)

L was not inexperienced, but she seemed to be lost about what to do. When I asked her about it later, she said that her previous boyfriends had never had her jack them off. She either blew them or the fucked… which I guess is a fair point and means that I’m a bit of a dumbass :)… either of those would have been even better.

I told her she needed to squirt more lotion on me and pointed to the shaft of my dick. This time, she put too much on but quickly got to working me up and down. She got into a nice rhythm, and I was in heaven.

No turning back now that she was jacking me off. The worst-case scenario was that I would have many hand jobs in my future, which was a lot better than doing it myself. One of the reasons that I love her is that she is a smartass at heart. We got along really well once things took off and we could just be free around each other.

As she is jacking away, she looks up at me and, with the most deadpan delivery ever says, “oh, I bet you can’t cum without my dirty panties,” followed by a smirk and eye roll. I literally laughed out loud. I love my little smart ass… most of the time!

My answer was, “I think I’ll be ok without them this time”, which got me a little kissy-face response. I followed up that she could get rid of the towels, though. She stood up, sort of looked at her lotioned up hand with a little bit of a turned up nose look, and used her other hand to tug the towel around her body free. This was my first good look at her and I probably deserved a prize for not cumming on the spot!

I patted the bed hard next to me, and she plopped down by my side, but didn’t go back to stroking my cock for some reason. I wanted to eat her pussy like nothing else in the world at that point and slid back onto the bed farther, so my legs were mostly off the ground, flat on my back at this point with a dick sun dial pointing straight up in the air :). Something I’ve learned about L is that she will do anything that I’ve asked her to do, but she is just naive about positions and fucking.

My first thoughts are always that she has reservations, but I’ve learned that she really just doesn’t know what to do. After a pause that felt like forever, I literarily had to say, “I want you to come straddle my face” and “do you know what 69ing is?”.

With no fuss, she hopped around on the bed to her knees, kicked me in the face trying to work herself back into position, and positioned herself right on my face so tightly I couldn’t breathe. :) Yeah, I’m complaining about sexual gymnastics and eating pussy haha. I’m sharing this because it is real life stuff that happened and keeps happening. I’ve been kicked, poked in the eye, rode too hard and thought she broke my dick, been told to stop because L’s leg was cramping, had to stop because my leg was cramping… you get the idea and I’m sure those reading this have had similar situations. Real life stuff.

Anyway, I got her to lean forward a little bit and started licking the most the delicious pussy I think I’ve ever had. Stroking my cock had got her a little wet, and I alternated between burying my tongue as far inside her as I could and licking her clit. She started rocking just a little back and forth, and before I knew it, she was cumming and simultaneously trying to shove her pussy through the back of my head :). It makes me laugh thinking about how inexperienced she was a year ago. Maybe I was a 20 something once that didn’t have a clue, too.

We’ve gotten much better at the multi-tasking now, but that first time it was eat pussy or get a hand job, but not both. Continuing the smart ass comments that we still use today, I said, “oh, I guess we are done?” Whoever cums first now is contractually required to say to the other person, “I guess we are done?” haha.

Not to get too far down a tangent. We have to pretend that we are not close when I’m over at her parent’s place. I was over there last fall for a backyard BBQ/dinner, and L got done before the rest of us and got up from the patio table. Without missing a beat, she said, “I guess we are done,” and I about barely kept it together. Her mom looked at her and actually scolded her for being rude. My response now when we are having sex, she climaxes first, and I get the “I guess we are done” is to respond that her mother would be so disappointed. :)

Back to me… I could sit with L’s pussy in my face all day long, but I was actually starting to hurt with blue balls. I semi-begged her to finish me off. She climbed off my face and essentially sat on my stomach with her legs straddling each side of me. Thank God she is a small woman! I was still pretty lubed up with lotion, and she used one hand and then both to jack me until I think I shot cum 3 feet in the air! She was quite proud of herself for that!

By this time, I was absolutely running late to log-in and work. My face had to look like a glazed donut, I had cum on me, the bed, and my stomach had a nice wet spot from where L was sitting. I had to take another shower real fast.

Skipping the really boring stuff, I threw on the clothes I picked out earlier and headed out of the bedroom to find L sitting on the couch with a glass of juice and her laptop like nothing had happened. Completely relaxed and not acting weird. I said good morning, bent down and gave her a quick peck, and said, “when did you get here?”. Her only response was to roll her eyes and call me a dork… this was when I knew it was going to work out just fine :)

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Indym, I don't know if your story is true or not, but it is damned funny and a great read. You write very well and it sounds like what happens in real life. Keep up the good work and thanks for sharing.
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Thanks! I'm sure that I'm embellishing a few things, but I'm trying not to do that... it is all still really fresh. I'll get to a few really fresh updates of what is happening now that I've shared a little background.

This made me think about my past fun, and it is funny the things I remember and the blank spots. I don't know how folks post about things 20 years ago and remember some of the details. I had a female friend that I met through work that would stop by my apartment for fun back in the late 90s (it was close to the same age gap with L, but I was the young one). We had an intense 6 months or so of fun, and I can't remember her face now, much less the specifics!

I'll try to wrap up how things started later today or tomorrow. I'll probably jump around to some specific things after that. The routine stuff is pretty boring for me to write about and you to read, but there are a few firsts I think will be fun to share. I'll share as much as I can about how things are going and where things are headed, too.

That morning went by super-fast. For one thing, I was late to a meeting and had to lie about oversleeping. L had a zoom call and was busy with that, and by the time my stomach started to growl, it was 1:30. I went to the kitchen, and L was fiddling with her phone or computer. I asked her if she was hungry, and she made us mac and cheese. Not exactly a gourmet meal, but it was nice of her to do it. I had to pretend that I was not still staving :D, but it was better than me making something. I sometimes give her a hard time about he choice of food and her acting like a college kid. I had enough ramen noodles when I went to school to last a lifetime and we don't have to eat like that at my place!

We finished up lunch, and I went back to work. I assumed she went back to whatever she was doing. When I checked on her later, maybe around 3:30 or 4:00, she was not in the kitchen or great room. I thought for a minute that she might have gone home while I was focused on a conference call. I went into my room, and I found her under a pile of covers in my bed, napping. I didn’t want to give her a heart attack like she gave me that morning, so I quietly nudged her and asked if she was ok. I got the most innocent sleepy look and a drawn-out “yeah.”

I asked her if I could lay down with her and got the same drawn-out “yeah.” When I pulled the covers back, I saw she had got completely undressed and was snuggled up in one big wad of blankets, sheets, and comforter. I stripped down and climbed in. I laid on my back, and she snuggled up to me like we had been sleeping together for years. Nothing more happened that day, and I didn't push it but I was probably hard the entire time. I happened to glance over at the clock on my nightstand a little later, and it was already after 5! I tried to get her moving as quickly I as I could, and she was groggy at first but sprang to life pretty fast because of the implication of not beating her parents home. She hurriedly jumped up and rounded up her clothes. She slipped on her bra and tugged her shorts up, and for me, had the sexiest little wiggle getting them up over her hips. She finally yanked her shirt over her head and half-assed raked her hair with her fingers trying to look a little presentable, I guess.

From there, it was me trying to keep up with her as she darted around my house grabbing her things. She gave me a quick hug and fast kiss before she started to head for the front door. Being the adorable smart ass that she is, she added that she left me a present next to my crappy lotion, which was another thong. I woudn't say that I'm a panty freak, but as I typed this out I realized that I sure commented on her's a lot. I guess I'm an out of the closet panty sniffer :).

That weekend seemed like it took forever. I really did miss seeing her, but I know I lusted after her a lot. We’ve since worked out how to see each other over the weekend more, but nothing like the time we spend together during the week. On the one hand, I really hate sneaking around like we are doing something wrong, which we aren’t. On the other, I don’t want her catching any grief or a neighborhood collation of angry mothers burning my house down :).

I mentioned a couple of days ago that I was going to ask L more about what she has told her girlfriends she was txts with. I was able to bring it up a little yesterday, but I’m not sure how much of the story I have at this point. She says that the two girls who she was txting, which I mentioned before, know my name, but not that we live next door to each other. I’m not so sure about that, though. Without trying to sound like I was interrogating her, I asked how much of our sex life she shares. She said some of it, and I know she told them she was giving a blow job before. I don't know if they took that seriously or just as a joke. It is kind of a turn-on knowing she is telling them about us, so I don’t want her to stop, but I do want her to be careful. I’m sort of dying to know more.

I’ll continue on with our first real fucking session we had that next Monday, a little later.

I had a fwb experience in college. She was 45, married to a 65yo guy, hebce not enough sex to suit her, and I was the neighborhood kid who helped "move things". I had experiences with several neighbor ladies (news gets around) but mostly with this one milf. She was pretty well preserved for 45, tits that were still pretty perky and a ver nice ass. She realky liked to fuck, and suck and be eaten. She liked everything. She was the first multiorgasmic screamer I had ever been with, and I was spoiled for life. It was a perfect relationship as she sure didn't want to get divorced, but needed a hard cock. I did move a lot of stuff for her, and got paid for it, but coming over to move stuff always took all afternoon, most of it moving her tight ass. Our fwb relationship went on summers and holidays, whenever I was home from school for 6 years. I'll never forget those benefits.

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Beautiful girl - more pics highly apprecisted :)

Thank you ;)

I’m 57 years old, been married for 37 of those years.. I’ve only slept with one person (my husband) until recently... we recent got a FWB...

We own a vacation house. The neighbors daughter recently broke up with her long term live in girlfriend, and has recent taken over their vacation house. We have known her for a long time, she’s a pretty young lady and a bit wild as well..

One thing led to another, and we ended up having a 3sum with her... we’ve actually have had several now.

I’m not sure where it will all lead but it’s fun for now..

That sounds like a great deal and a fun time for both of you! Did you ever find that she got jealous as the news got around?

Let me say thanks for a good thread.

I sense that you're asking for advice regarding how to handle the possible breakup? Just keep in mind that even if you're probably right that things may be heading for an end, it might not. You should take care not to signal that YOU want it to end. At the same time, make sure to say you understand that she'll probably want to move on due to the age difference and that you'll be happy with a FWB relationship too. Avoid making her break up because she thinks it gets too serious. But the two of you sound like a couple today, not FWBs :)

For all you know, she may have had a crush on you since she was 13, and be really in love with you. You could end up like the 65 year old limpdick karlhein cuckolded in his youth ;)

Just talk about how hard it is to find people you really like to be with. Say you're really struggling to avoid falling totally in love with her. Make her think she may not have what she has with you with anyone else. It might be true :)

Of course, Im assuming you want to have a really long term relationship with her if you can, with all it'd mean. For once , you'd probably have to put up with becoming a dad at age 45 :)

Interesting that you posted this, and I sort of alluded that it might have evolved from FWB in earlier posts. I started this thread probably thinking more subconsciously about it changing than I initially indicated. That is probably why it is on my mind so much.

I can think of a lot of reasons why it will end, and a few on why it doesn't have to. I suppose that what is supposed to happen will happen, and as much as it might suck for me, that right thing needs to happen for her. I don't want it to sound like I'm in the grave, but I doubt she knows what she really wants at this point. Hell, I'm in my 40s, and I'm changing my mind :D

I’ll start making these a little shorter now, without all the backstory. If there is something you want to know about in more detail, just ask, and I’ll answer if I remember and can.

I’d say that I was pretty much useless that Friday evening through Monday morning. I would hate to think how many times I jerked off that weekend, lol.

When Monday finally rolled around, I must have laid in bed an extra hour, hoping she would just come over and slide in with me… but of course, that didn’t happen. I laid around as look as I could stand it and finally got up, took a shower, and got ready. After fiddling around, making coffee, turning on the TV, and realizing that there was nothing I wanted to watch, I almost convinced myself to go check my email and to start working. I remember the feeling as freshly now as when it was taking place… just complete dejection and feeling like a fool. I actually feel weird writing this now, but I absolutely felt like an idiot.

I don’t know how much longer I would have sat there trying to motivate myself to do something, but I heard my front door start to open. My keyless lock makes a motorized buzz when the deadbolt starts to retract. I was so in my own head at that moment, I thought someone was breaking into my house for a split second. The next thing I know, I was engaged in hand-to-hand combat with an intruder… ummm, no… thank God ;).

L only had her laptop with her this time and just sort of rushed in. I think her first words to me were “what’s wrong?” or “are you ok?” because apparently, I looked like a sulking little kid, or so I was told. Long story short, L’s mom had something going on, maybe an appointment, and was going in to work later. That kept L from coming over until she mom was gone.

I’d like to have some romance novel story about what happened next, but it was about as raw of a sexual situation as there is. We both headed straight to my room without saying anything that I recall. I remember half getting her top stuck around her head, trying to pull it off, and pretty much stripping her down as fast as I could peel her leggings off. I have to say that leggings are L’s go to most of the time and she looks great in them.

As I’ve said before, I love to go down on L and do it often. I think I was between her legs with my shirt on, shorts off, and if I had socks on that morning, I’m sure I had one-on and one-off, too :D. I’m sure I had to look ridiculous, but a guy has to do what a guy has been thinking all weekend about. I don’t recall how long it took for L to cum, but it didn’t take that long, from what I remember.

I don’t remember exactly who took change next, but it would be a good bet that L sort of took command at that point. Over the past year, she hasn’t been shy about going for it. She gave me a very short blow job but mostly just sucked on my head and stroked the shaft a few times, which wasn’t needed to get me ready… I was about as hard as I think I’ve ever been in my life at that point. L gives a pretty good bj, but in the beginning, she wasn’t all that spectacular. She wasn’t awful by any stretch, but it would take a long time for her to get me off that way.

I feel a little guilty mentioning this, but we sometimes use condoms, and sometimes we don’t. I had no intention of not using a condom and was ready to grab one, but before I could even twist to the drawer of my nightstand, L was already sliding the drawer open and getting one. Either I’m completely predictable, or she had snooped around before. I sort of want to believe she had snooped ;).

I do remember being about 1/3 amused, 1/3 irritate, and 1/3 frantic to get that condom on. L was trying to put it on me, and I don’t think she had done it much, if at all, before. I’ve been guilty of trying to put a rubber on backward and fiddling with it because I was either too excited or just a dumbass, so I shouldn’t be too hard on her as I tell this. I swear she tried to roll the condom down inside out at least three times, pulled a little of it out, and tried to slide the thing down me like she was trying to put a pillowcase on, and in the end, had the thing completely unrolled and not on me lol. I had her grab another, and I’m sure that it embarrassed her a little. I make her out to be a virgin or something, but she wasn’t… just naïve.

Once we had that damn thing on, I wanted to get insider her right then! She was still very wet with probably a combination of her and my drool :), but it still took a little bit to work inside her. She almost always grabs lube now, but I used what I had, which was a lot of spit. Funny side story, we ordered different lubes to try from Amazon and have a big pump bottle of LuLu lube, now. Nothing like ordering lube via Prime delivery! We tried three different lubes the day Amazon delivered. She literally made me go in the bathroom with her so she could wash my dick after each test and before we would try the next one. By the way, that was the first time without a condom for us, and I got laughed at for laying down the ground rules… if I say stop moving, stop fucking moving!

I’d like to tell you that I fucked like a porn star for 60 mins, pulled out, and I came on her chest, but I’d say I lasted less than 10 mins (probably closer to 5) before filling that condom up… and I’m proud that I held out that long :). If my partner is loud, I’m usually hanging on by a thread, haha. L is vocal even when I’m just sliding in, so I’m usually fucked from the start.

We pretty much laid around the rest of that day, even though L had zoom classes she needed to join. I guess I’m a bad influence. Laying in bed naked with her is just about paradise for me. Some superheroes can fly, but L’s superpower is knowing exactly when I’m starting to get a little soft and giving a tug or three to edge me along lol. Some folks love sexy lingerie, but seeing her go grab one of my t-shirts out of my dresser and walk around my house is about as good as it gets for me.

I’ll add a few posts about our some of the more memorable sessions like our first anal experience and a few near-misses at some point.

I also only live about two hours from the beach, and L has gone with me, my niece, and a couple of my niece’s girlfriends for a few days in the sun. My niece is just a little younger than L, and with covid, coming to visit me was the only approved destination her parents were willing to let her do this past summer. L’s mom is actually the one that suggested that L go with us. Other than being teased out of my mind, I couldn’t risk anything happening while my niece was around. It was still hot for me seeing L at the beach and hanging out in the evenings, though. L actually got jealous a few times, which I thought was a little cute.

I might share a few more pics later on, but I thought folks might like these.

This thread is great, I like your descriptions of how things unfolded. Does L know you post here? It would be interesting to have her write up her perspective on how everything started.

In any case keep going, this is one of my favorite threads.

Thank you!

L sort of knows that I'm writing about the two of us. She knows about this site because we've watched a few videos together but hasn't shown that much interest overall. Mostly indifferent if I had to put a label on it.

I've asked her a few questions about how she remembers things, and we've had slightly different memories of a couple of them. As an example, she swears that she was too nervous to initiate our first hug and kiss. She also denies that she had any trouble putting a condom on me, and I made her prove it lol. For the record, she is better, but I believe her quote was "I hate these things". :)

I'd say on average two nights a week, L and her parents come to hang out at my fire pit in the evenings and have a few drinks. I'm going to ask L first to make sure she is ok with it, but I'm thinking about floating the idea of going someplace innocent together in front of her folks and see how they react. Maybe running to the mall or something like that to get started. I think I'll either get a weird reaction from the folks, she will get encouragement to go with me, or mom and dad will want to go too.

Dunno, but doesn't sound like the wisest of ideas. Why take the risk? Does she want you to do that?

You might be right. L has commented several times about feeling cooped up. One of those comments is what originally made me start this thread, thinking she was trying to hint at things winding down. As I've written about it, though, she is still over here every weekday as soon as she can get out of her house, which doesn't quite match up with someone who wants to end things.

I'm going to talk with her at lunch today and remind her how much I like spending time with her. I've been the really paranoid one, and I'm just going to throw out the idea and see what she thinks. If she is excited about it, I'm going to go for it. If she is lukewarm, I'll toss the idea out.

An ex-colleague
 

Handjob FWB

This is a bit of an odd story but the absurdity of the situation just makes me laugh when I think about it. There's no sex involved, only handjobs.

I worked for a small company which has a pretty relaxed corporate environment - there's no strict 9-5, you just work your hours and ensure you can be contacted between 10am-4pm.

I joined a running club which met near my work every Tuesday evening. This meant that I often ended up alone in the office with my colleague, Fiona. My Tuesday evening routine was set pretty quickly. At 5:50 I'd start getting ready to leave (as would Fiona), then at 6pm Fiona would (and probably still does!) leave to get the train to see her mother. I would then go into the supplies cupboard and quickly change before heading out.

One particular Tuesday, I got lost in some work I was doing and didn't realise the time until Fiona announced she was leaving. I said a hurried goodbye and quickly finished up for the day. I grabbed my kit bag from under my desk to get changed and as I was in a rush, I decided to change right there at my desk thinking that the coast was absolutely clear because I knew the office routine.

OF COURSE FIONA HAD TO FORGET SOMETHING THAT DAY! I wish I was making that up - honestly. She NEVER forgot ANYTHING - it was one of her annoying but very useful skills as a colleague!

So in walks Fiona and I'm stood there with my trousers and underwear around my ankles, frozen in horror. We both look at each other and say sorry. I cover myself with my kitbag and she runs to her desk to get her travel card and runs back out, apologising again on the way to the door.

I was probably only 'on show' for a couple of seconds but it felt like an eternity. I felt really bad and worried that she might report what happened. Up to that point we got on well and worked well together. A very professional relationship and nothing more.

I realised everything would be fine over the next few days as she kept it to herself and would just make in-jokes with me in the office, much to the confusion of our colleagues. I was embarrassed, but mainly relieved that nothing was going to come out of the incident. We actually got on better and started talking more about things other than just work.

So a week or two later, Fiona and I are alone again on a Tuesday evening. I start to get ready to finish and she tells me that she's staying later than usual because she's working on a presentation. She then adds "...in case you were thinking of getting your willy out again :D".

Dying of embarrassment, but seeing the funny side, I jokingly say "you just want to hang around so you can see it again. You're not fooling me!".

She laughs and says she's going to get a drink and asks if I want anything from the kitchen (I don't). When she gets back I've already changed into my running gear and I'm just packing the last of my things into my kitbag under my desk. She says "awwww, as if you didn't let me catch the show :D". I laugh it off and start to head out past her desk. As I get close she says "careful with that thing! I don't want you taking my eye out! :D".

The jokes have stepped up a notch and have definitely moved into flirting territory. I'm feeling bold so I stop and just flat out ask her if I should show it to her (again, jokingly!). She looks a bit shocked and I immediately regret it and I can hear our HR managers voice in my head. Luckily, Fiona doesn't react with disgust. Instead she just says "you wouldn't dare!" with a big grin on her face. We have a bit of a back and forth and I end it by just pulling down my lycra shorts :D

I'll never forget the look on her face as she gasps, giggles and says "I can't believe you just did that...". Gotta admit, I felt pretty vulnerable in those first few seconds. But she within seconds she was giving me the most "business-like" handjob I had ever experienced :D

What do I mean by business-like? Well imagine someone had given a soft glove to a robot and then programmed it to deliver a fast, perfect stroke - every stroke, until you came. That's what a handjob from Fiona is like :D She gets this look of concentration on her face and delivers a good, reliable result. Just like she does in her actual job. I don't think I ever lasted longer than 3 minutes in that womans hands - believe me, I tried!

This went on for a couple of months until I moved jobs and it all ended as quickly as it started. Every week we'd end up alone and she'd wait for me to start getting changed. We'd make some idle chat about work or what we were having for dinner and then she'd get to work as soon as my dick was out :D I'd reach for a tissue from my desk so she'd know I was going to cum soon and she'd take it from me and get it into place. A quick clean up and we'd leave together as if nothing happened. I'd go to meet my club and she'd head to the station.

A weird and wonderful relationship!

Quick update- It was 100% clear what she thought about the idea, and I ended up having to eat the rest of my lunch during a conference call this afternoon.

She was over the top excited about it and ended the food eating portion of our lunch break immediately :D. It still might be a really bad idea to bring up this weekend, but I'm going to go for it.

Maybe you could talk to her and get your stories together and then, when the parents are around, make a statement like you need something from a store and she can chime in that she also needs something from a store, like some new panties (LOL), and ask to ride along.

What an amazing thread. You are a very lucky guy. She looks gorgeous, and as you say she has an amazing body! Any pics you feel are safe to share would be great, even if she still has clothes on, cropped however you like...but even without another Pic, I find myself looking forward to your updates :)

It's hard to ascertain how she really feels from your posts, but it seems that it's more than just FWB for her at this point. If she's at your place every day and jumped your bones after you brought it up, then it could mean she is smitten.

Updated from the weekend...

As I expected, L and her folks came over Friday night to have drinks around the fire pit. I think L had a lot to do with making sure that happened.

The going shopping idea worked great and even got both parents agreeing that L should go. I had a really nice time, even though I really do hate shopping! We both were able to get a few things, too.

I know jimmybob69 was joking about buying more panties… but we did freaking end up a Victoria’s Secret for bras (and ok… she got panties, too) and Lululemon for leggings. I can’t believe how much leggings freaking cost! We got a couple of looks from the workers in VS when L held up bras to see if I liked them… which was kind of exciting, actually. :)

We spent from noon until 6ish gone, and L did get a txt from her mom later in the afternoon asking, “are you having fun?”. L showed me the message and just responded yes with a smiley and got a smiley back. I’m not sure if that was an “I’m glad he hasn’t murdered you” smiley or something else, haha.

Besides the shopping, we got to spend quite a bit of time just talking. Foolish or not, I told her again how much I like being with her and how happy I’ve been since she started coming over. Long story short, she put her feelings out about us in a lot more mature way that I was attempting to and thinks of us as a lot more than friends with benefits. We obviously have more to talk about, but the two of us worrying about freaking each other out are behind us, I think. :D

Some of you might think that I’m a dumbass for going down this path, but after thinking about it a lot, I would have regretted pretending like it was more casual than it has become. My logic is pretty simple, I guess… if I’m lucky enough to have someone that cares about me, I better try and hang on to them.

L is naughty, by the way. Probably around eight Saturday night, my doorbell rang, and it was L. My first thought was, “ohhhh, fuck”, but she was sent to drag me next door to have a drink or two. Everything was completely laid back and cool… and L dropped that we had to go back out again Sunday morning so she could get mom a mother’s day surprise. L even teased her dad a little and said that way he could give her his mother’s day surprise while she was gone. Kind of funny watching L be the instigator.

I don’t know if anyone cares, but L’s surprise was flowers and picking up a nice breakfast for the two of them. Mine was trying not to run off the road while L gave me a hand job and road head at 8:30 AM on a Sunday morning.:D

Thank you!

I'm going to post a few specific things a little later. I'm kind of jumping back and forth between what is happening now and what has taken place over the last year. Sorry if it gets confusing.

As far as pictures... I'll post a few more here, and if I get really brave, I'll add some to an album.

I realized that L looks like she had no breasts from the earlier picture, so here is one that shows them a little better. This might be fighting words here, but I'm not really a large breast guy. I know I'm biased, but L's are perfect for me.