I can't believe something.. I can't believe that I was ever attracted to a friend of my ex. But I am. Just thinking about him now makes me want him.. but that story is for another time. I met my friend while I was dating one of his friends and he was still married.

Now I have broken two rules of mine, and I will be doing it again... and again... and again.

This past weekend, RT had a couple to many drinks and ended up sleeping at my house in the only bed I have. With me. We spent the night cuddling and slept in each others arms. The next day we spent together.

And he stayed at my house until late in the night, again just kissing me and making me wonder when I was going to be able to feel him move over me, because even our kissing was making me want him and I could feel him pressing against me low on my belly. The next morning both of us had to be at work and since there wasn't any way he could sleep at my place the anticipation grew as he walked out of my door.. A few visits later, we finally make it to my bedroom again, this time sober and ready for each other. We began by just cuddling and talking about friends, family and work...

then we started talking about what we liked and didn't like. Finally I have found a man that is willing to accept me for who I am and thinks I am beautiful and sexy but not just for my body.. but for my mind and my heart.

As we began to kiss deeper and longer, I felt his working mans hands run up my back and along my sides, each stroke causing sparks to light inside me.

Making my body crave his touch. Making me want him inside my warm and most intimate place. Never has the anticipation of what was to be gotten me so excited. I could feel his response to my body pressing against his pants, eager to be released.

RT and I tried to make light of the events occurring by playing and teasing, joking as we took off each others clothes about how one person was less dressed than the other.. teasing with fingers stroking over warm skin... teasing with trailing kisses as clothes were slipped off our bodies...

teasing with the feel of his warm skin brushing against my smooth skin. When the teasing became too much to take he gently pressed against me with his beautiful manhood and eased himself into my warm and waiting body and slowly began to lead my to my first orgasm. Time after time he took me to climax by simply changing pace and position of my legs and his hips. I finally couldn't take it any more and had to show him what glory I could take him to. And finally I was stradling him, teasing him by taking his head barely into my tightness, slowly teasing him... on...

off...

on...

off...

on.. off.. and Deep.

I could hear his breath hitch as the surprise at feeling himself deep inside took his breath.

I don't think I have ever enjoyed a mutual orgasm as much as I did that first night in his arms...

But then the next night came...

and so did we. Maybe next time I can tell you about our 38 day goal... maybe.