We are now divorced but still friends, we didn't divorce because of what we were into but due to other pressures.I still think of Monica and what a le... her or convinced her to do and it still turns me on to no end, Now in our senior years we have moved on but the good memories will never fade. I will tell what took place over some over 15 years of sharing Monica in a series of stories and remember, they are all true accounts, how I felt, the excitement of offering the woman I loved to others.. Then somehow some way my third chance presented itself. He caught said girl fooling around and found himself in a bad way, so naturally being a friend I was the first one there. At this time I wasn’t even thinking anything sexual I just wanted to help my buddy be in a better space, which eventually happened. I started staying over at his place often and just hangin like old days then one night with some liquid courage he came strait out and asked me about the previous encounter at my place. We sit and I begin to put my shoes back on and as I grab for the dress you rip it from my hands and say you won't need this anymore… this was just to get from the car to here…. And you toss it beside you. You place your hand on my waist and pull me in close kissing me long and passionately. You grab me by the hips and pull me up onto your lap, straddling your waist and wrap your arms around me. I teasingly grind against you as you move down my beck nibbling and kissing and biting all the way. I wasn’t about to show anyone what I was doing, this was my little secret, and so I just aimlessly plowed ahead. I guess maybe I should have made an outline or at least jotted down a few ideas but I knew better, I was a budding author or so I thought to myself. This wasn’t going to be a Pulitzer winning novel, only a sexy short story, something that had just enough sucking and fucking to hold any reader’s attention but not so much as to be labeled porn. It took me the better part of two days to.