It had been a few weeks since Heather and I had broken up. Heather and I were an average couple. She had a good body, a great smile, 34B tits, and nice tight ass. She kept her pussy smooth all the time and it would drip with the slightest attention. We had dated for about 6 months but it was clear our lives were going in two different directions. It was the goal of both of us to remain friends, a daunting task for any couple that splits up. That brings us to this story...
For the last few days Heather and I have been talking more than we had since we broke up. And just as when we were dating the topic often turned to sex. We had a healthy sex life, despite the fact that we both lived with our parents. When we were in the bedroom there was one thing that was true, we always were trying new things, whether it's a different position, a different hole, or just something totally kinky.
Like I said, our conversations kept turning to sex. It was clear that we were both getting hornier than ever since we broke up. Tonight we had gotten pretty hot and heavy in our conversation on AIM, that is until Heather realized how late it had gotten.
Heather: I hate to say it but I think I'm going to head to bed. I have to work in the morning and you are wearing me out with all this talk.
Me: Awww, that's a shame. I thought that this conversation was actually going to lead to something.
Heather: You never know what might happen. But not tonight, you missed ur turn tonight.
Me: So if I came over earlier something could have happened? Are you sure you can't tonight? I can be there in 12 minutes.
Heather: If I don't go to bed I will be a total bitch tomorrow. But if you end up here I'm not going to hate you.
Me: So if I just walked into your house, got in your bed, and got started you would be fine with that?
Heather: That would be awesome. But I dunno about tonight. I'm going to bed now. Good night.
Me: OK, I'll see you in 15 minutes.