Was It A Dream?

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Was It A Dream?What a visit/dream..* I was going out after work, to meet up with some old friends that are actual great guys,** and we are among the few that keep our friendship** new.**We had survived. Maybe we had some survivors guilt to get over. Or maybe we just needed to occasionally celebrate still having a job during the Great Recession, since we all still worked Manhattan.**We went to an almost trendy little Club in Midtown Manhattan, nice atmosphere when you have some cool people as a base in between dances, since there is no table space. Nevertheless, good times happen there. **Just appreciating Ms. Boyle for the classy personality, I haven’t seen her in a minute now, knowing I miss her rare type of elegance, since the display I speak of is indeed a blessing.**A Late Summer Nite, days getting slightly shorter, though we had hope and growthin the air, by no means it was not A Spring Affair, for we had what’s left of Summer starting to disappear.**Just then, a Donna Summer song was heard through the air**from a vehicle somewhere near…**We walked and talked slowly and laughing at ourselves then at each others observations of stupid things we’ve seen, just enjoying the catch up time,in spite of the still very hot weather. We actually walked a mile in it easy, afterleaving everyone back at the club. “She could think for herself and bursa escort seemedto be a lot of fun and smart, too”, I said 2 myself!**It took about 2 blocks before I noticed she would have no argument, for she needed not to make a case for having a beautiful smile, and smooth dark skin.* Extremely Beautiful!*Chrys was fresh and funny, laughing at my smart aleck comments and then topping them. Then I’d be laughing my ass off. We kept brushing our bodies off each other as we walked and her hand kept touching me as she talked.**We sat across from each other in a small booth and ordered breakfast at night. Only in NYC. Did she just rub my calf with hers on purpose or wasshe crossing her long legs and touched me by accident?**I like to think positive, so I chose to think she was playing a little leg game with me. It turned me on. So I got even more interested in her, askingquestions about her current life.**She liked that, and told me most guys only talk about their big plans and their friends and the latest movies or sports.**We were both laughing silly as I paid the bill and we left. Outside we stopped laughing and couldn’t remember what had been so funny, so we bothbroke out laughing our asses off again as we walked.**She was holding on to my arm in a classy way. Was it to steady herself from the long day or…so I asked her some more bursa escort bayan questions about her hopesand dreams.**We walked aimlessly for 15 minutes when I felt my long Friday wearing on me. I bet hers was too. So I decided I’d better kiss her before I lost mynerve.**An opportunity came up 2 minutes later as we were both bending down a little to look at some handmade women’s shoes in a store window. We looked over at each other smiling at something she said and I slowly leaned in andkissed her on her lips.**She kissed me back. 30 seconds later our tongues were getting acquaintedin her mouth. Then in my tongue’s residence.**We finally broke off our first kiss after 3 hours, or was it 3minutes…hell it was timeless.**Both of us had big grins on our faces.**”I wondered when you were going to kiss me.” she said.**”Just waiting for the right moment,” I replied taking her soft femininehand in mine.**We kissed again this time hugging and rubbing each others backs and heads.Then we went home, separately! I got home and crashed! Was I dreaming I went home, or was I dreaming that I went with her to Jersey?**Giving our tongues and lips a rest we walked with big smiles. Finding a dimly lit spot on the street I pulled her in and we began making out again.I was very still, holding her with both hands. She squeezed my slim round ass! **She escort bursa could feel my hard presence rubbing on that pubic bone. Ms. Boyle waspushing back in a rhythm too. My tongue couldn’t go any deeper in her mouth, it felt like we maybe giving too many of our personal secrets awayin public!**”Don’t you think we need to have something to do on our second date?” Sheasked.**”I have something else in mind,” I said.**”I bet you do,” she smiled at me.**Finally we started walking and holding hands and smiling. The world wassomehow perfect now. We were in SOHO or the Village somewhere. It wasaround midnight.**”Let’s go back to my place,” I suggest.**”No, thank you,” said she, “but how about my apartment?”**”I like your idea better!” I said.**A Nice sized apartment had Chrystal all over it. Very feminine. You’d neverguess anything less than an African Queen!**I uncorked a bottle of alcohol free champagne she had, she cut up 2 strawberries and put them in the bottom of the champagne glasses as Ipoured.**”To a magical life!” she toasted.**We clinked glasses and before we got to the strawberries at the bottom of the glasses our tongues were down each others throats. **A skirt would had been nice, but she fitted her pants well! I must have x-Ray vision, I could swear I could see her mound.**I slid my hand under near her groomed love box and parted the hair with my fingers lightly touching her moistening lips. She spread her thick prettylegs a bit. My tongue was as far down her throat as it could go. My 9″ was as hard as its ever been, pumping on her inner thigh through our pants!

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