I went back home for Christmas a couple of weeks ago and when I pulled up to my childhood home I saw my father outside talking to the neighbor from down the street, Ms. Dianne. I got out the car, walked down to where they were and said hello. After a bit of mind numbing chit chat, she casually mentions that her daughter, Kelly, was coming to town for the holiday. I told her thats great and asked how she was because I havent seen or talked to her in years. She gives me the usual details and then even more casually says that Kelly was in the process of getting a divorce. Since I work in the legal profession I didnt think twice about, just thought she was telling me because I could help. So I hand her a business card with my private cell phone number written on the back of it and say to tell Kelly to call should she need anything. The conversation starts to peter out and we say our goodbyes to each other.

A little history lesson on me and Kelly. Kelly and I were best friends when we were kids. Were the same age (29 today) and when we were growing up, we were the only kids on our street. So it was natural that we would do things together. She was my first kiss and the girl who let me have some under the shirt action. At the end of the day She said it felt like kissing your brother and she loved me but not in that way where we would progress beyond that.

Flash forward to the night before Christmas eve. Im at home not doing much, two relatives had arrived that would also be staying here, when I get a text around 8:30 pm. It said the following:

Her: Hey its Kelly. My mom gave me your card.
Me: Hey how are you?
Her: Ugh! Surrounded by relatives asking uncomfortable questions about my divorce. Can you RESCUE ME. Please!
Me: Absolutely. Wanna grab a drink or something?
Her: Yes! Alcohol is what I need!!
Me: Give me ten minutes
Her: Great thanks

I tell my family that Im going to meet a friend for a drink and Ill see them later. I go get changed and then walk down to Kellys house. When I get there her mother lets me in and tells me that Kelly will be down in a minute, she was changing. Her mother brings me to the dining room and I see what she meant. There were about 6 or 7 aunts and uncles gathered around and they were looking me up and down. Then there was her father, a large scary man who never liked me and still didnt.

After several uncomfortable minutes, Kelly comes downstairs and I see her for the first time in probably 5 years. She was looking great. Kelly is about 57, 130 ish lbs, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, a nice set of Ds (if not double Ds) tits. She was wearing a skin tight pair of jeans that showed off her long legs and tight round ass, with purple v-neck sweater and no bra from what I could tell. She came over to me, gave me a hug with a kiss on the cheek, and whispered thanks in my ear. She told them not to wait up and we left. My car was was back at my parents house so we walked back there.

We got to the bar and ordered a couple of beers and caught up on each others lives. I made sure to stay far away from the subject of her marriage. I figured that she had talked enough about it tonight but after a while she mentioned it and revealed the reason for the divorce. He cheated on her several times. I was shocked. I mean Kelly is a very attractive woman and was always fun to hang with. I said her ex was an ass and if I was lucky enough to be with a woman like her, I would never do that. I told her this and she touched my arm and said that I was too nice. I told her I meant it. From that point on she became more flirtatious. We stayed for a little longer until she said that she saw someone who she didnt want to do deal with just walked up to the bar. Kelly did not want to deal with her because the woman was a gossip and she asked if I minded if we left. I said no problem. I gave her the car keys and told her to go ahead scoot out the backdoor before she was noticed and I would settle the tab. Once the tab was settled, I walked to the car and got in. I asked where to, she said she didnt care but she was not ready to head home yet. We took the backstreets to avoid any DUI checkpoints, when Kelly suggests that we go down by the lake like the old days.

Well the old days normally meant a 6 pack and staying out for all hours. So I stopped at a 7-11 and bought a 6 pack and we went to the our old usual spot, which was an empty parking lot at the boat launch. I backed into a space so we could look at the water, we got out the car, opened the back doors to my suburban, and sat in the cargo area and drank and talked. She was flirting even more. Touching more of my arm and placing her hand on my knee. We got to one of those quiet moments in a conversation and we both leaned in and kissed each other. We both giggled when we finished. Then we went back in and made out like a couple of teenagers.

She moved to sit on my lap facing me but before she did that, she removed her sweater. She did it slowly letting her massive tits drop out of it. She was gorgeous. Tight jeans and topless. We were making out and I was fondling her magnificent breasts. She was grinding herself against my crotch. I was already rock hard. Kelly unbuttoned my jeans and pulled out my dick and stroked it as we kissed and groped each other. She whispered in my ear, with hot breath, that she hasnt had sex in months and she wanted me now. I said that wanted her too, that Ive wanted you for a long time. I slid her off me and over to the side. I pulled the lever that folded down the middle row seats, so we would have room to fuck and closed the back door.

I watched her as she removed her skin tight jeans. To little surprise she wasnt wearing any underwear. She was absolutely beautiful. She had just a small patch of hair above her pink pussy. I quickly undressed and laid on top of her. We made out some more before I slipped my rock hard cock into her tight, wet waiting pussy. She let out a moan as I entered her. I started with long, slow thrusts after a few moments she wrapped her legs around my waist. I picked up the pace slightly. We locked in on each others eyes and kissed some more.
It was all a bit surreal, We had grown up together, messed around with each other when we were in our early teens, but now, at the age of 29, finally fucking. Also, in a car at the boat launch where so many of us lost out virginity in high school. I do have to admit that it was worth the wait.

She told me to go harder, faster. I was more than happy to oblige. Her tits were rubbing against my chest as I was now at a pretty decent pace. She was moaning and grunting as she was almost reaching her long awaited orgasm. With a few more pumps of my dick, she reached it. She shuttered and shook, pulled me in tight against her, and as it faded, kissed me deep.

I rolled off of her, so we could catch our breath. After a bit of panting, she reached over and stroked my cock. She said she need more. I turned her on her side with her back to me so that we could fuck in the spoon position. I moved down just a bit so my dick had a better angle with her now dripping snatch. I slipped my arm underneath her waist and pulled us closer. This time around, I didnt start gently. When I was lined up, I thrusted my now throbbing cock deep and hard. She let out a slight gasp followed by a squeal of delight. I put my other hand on her shoulder for better leverage and started going at it hard and fast. She was grunting and encouraged me to keep going. She lifted her top leg and rubbed her clit with wild abandon. It did not take long before she was cumming again. As she did, my cock was drenched with her juices. We didnt stop this time to catch our breath but transitioned to more of a grinding as I moved my hand to her breast from her shoulder.

I want to ride you. Were her exact words.

Well we quickly changed positions and despite being in the cargo area of a large suv she managed to position herself were the roof wasnt a problem. She just leaned forward and put her hand on me for support. She wiggled and writhe around with me inside her until she started to slide up and down on my cock. Her magnificent tits were in full bounce. I grasped her by hips and lifted and pulled with every motion. She was getting worked up and was digging her hands into my chest, which was getting me close to popping. My cock stiffened, my balls were tingling, and it would not be much longer. I told her that I was close. She just said ok and took one hand off me and rubbed her clit. About 30 seconds later I was grunting and cumming. I popped. I counted several large shots of cum fired deep in to her wet pussy followed by some twitchy ooze as she came with me. She laid on top of me with my twitching, softening cock still inside her. We enjoyed the the quiet of our heavy breathing and the pounding hearts in one and others chest, as we held each other.

After that, we cleaned up as best we could and drove home. I walked her home and kissed her good night. She said she wanted to go out tomorrow and I could take her on a proper date. She giggled with excitement as she closed the door.

Definitely to be continued