Part 3 - Rosy
Rosy came more of less immediately after Beth. Beth broke it off after 4 years and sent me into a bit of a one night stand frenzy. After 4 faithful years and countless missed opportunities I was off the leash and ready to experience someone new.
I met Rosy at a party. I wouldn't say it was a friend's party, but a couple of my female friends dragged me along to a birthday party for someone didn't know. On the way, we stopped to pick up a 4th person - Rosy - who was a work colleague of one of my friends. Rosy was tall and slim, imagine Penelope Cruz with curly hair. We picked her up from the house she shared with her boyfriend, so initially my hopes were dashed.
A bottle of wine later I was feeling a bit worse for wear and disappeared out onto the back steps of the 1st floor flat to get some air. Rosy appeared almost immediately saying she'd come to check on me. I said I was feeling a bit drunk ad she started to rub my back asking if there's anything she could do for me. I started to feel ok and we started to chat. She stopped rubbing my back but left her arm around my waist as we talked. I made a joke and she did that thing women sometimes do where they playfully push their hip/side into you in a flirty telling off sort of thing. I grabbed hold of her waist and before we knew it we were embraced in a drunken and passionate kissing session
We were interrupted by a couple of smokers come to sample the fresh air, so we made our way back to the party that has descended into a screaming argument between the host and her boyfriend (the boyfriend had turned up high on some drugs or other and his gf was pissed!). Rosy and I were stealing glances at each other for the next hour as the girls (her included) attempted to calm down their friend and I and a couple of other guys were attempting to sober/clean up her boyfriend.
As the battle died down Rosy disappeared to the bathroom and gave me the "look" that meant I had to follow. Everyone was still embroiled in the argument so i slipped away and joined Rosy in the hallway. The bathroom was quite largely, and (for some reason) had a washing machine in it. Rosy say on the washer with her legs open and pulled me closer to her. Our hands were all over each other's bodies I explored her amazing D cup breasts from underneath her top, she rubbed my rock hard cock through my jeans. I pulled her forward off the washer, hooked my thumbs into her leggings end pulled them down exposing her landing strip dark bush. She unbuckled my belt and jeans and released my cock from my boxers. I thanked God at that moment I'd put a couple of condoms in my wallet that afternoon and invited her to roll it down my cock. She perched on the edge of the washer as I slid in to her as she wrapped her legs around me. I started thrusting into her as we kissed and mauled at each other in that mad way you do. It was over quite quickly and we stayed wrapped in each other for a few more mins before a knock at the bathroom door woke us from our temporary daze and we quickly dressed and left the bathroom sheepishly under the gaze of the rest of the party go-ers who all clearly knew what we'd been up to
What followed was a crazy 4 weeks where we conducted a torrid affair - she and I used a mutual friend as an excuse to meet, we went out a lot, stayed in even more and (as referred to elsewhere) had one glorious night/morning in her house when her boyfriend was away.
Of course, these things never last. After a weekend away with him and his family, she resolved to "give it another go" with him (more out of fear of having nowhere to live) and broke things off with me.
I saw her again from time to time and she never seemed to grow up. She was stuck in that "hippy student" vibe even as she approached 40. The last time I saw her was at a friend's wedding and she had a stereotypical sk8er boi type in tow.....
We were never meant to be, but what a 4 weeks and what a body......
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