In fact some people in her work field considered her intimidating. That all changed shortly after she met him. He was a handsome strong man, broad sh...ulders, sexy even. His deep voice captivated her in a way no other man had ever done so before. She loved John’s humour, he made her laugh all the time. John had that charismatic personality, everyone loved him, believed that he and I were the best couple in our friendship ring. It all ended the day before their wedding. A day Anna would look. "Believe me, Tim, I know how you're going to feel because I felt that way myself once. But not any more. I don't know exactly why, but I feel like my old self again. I... care about you. Please, don't forget that? I know this doesn't make much sense, but whatever happens, no matter what you remember about what I did, try and believe that I'd never do those kind of things to you or anyone else again."He turned away from me to wipe the tears that had been forming in is eyes but had not yet. “Jos, I can’t explain it, but this feels wonderful and loving and in no way arousing. I mean I would think that my cock should be as hard as a rock, but it isn’t.”“I know, and I don’t feel close to an orgasm either. It’s like it felt when you stroked my hair the first time that we were together. It is intimate, but not sexual.”“You smell wonderful.”“No one has ever said that,” she almost smirked when she said that.“Not even the women you have been with?”“No, but that was just sex. It was not. I have to admit that there's still a certain amount of thrill about leading a girl to your bed knowing you'll be having consensual sex.Her pussy was glistening wet and I was rock hard. There was no need for foreplay. I asked her to spit on my cocks head and spread her spit with her tongue. She obediently followed, her tongue running along the bottom of my cock's tip felt amazing. Her gentle tongue twisting and turning around my tip made me precum. I then had her spread her legs and got between.