I'd last seen her over twelve years ago. She hadn't changed much, a little older obviously but still the same auburn hair in the same style. She'd always been trim with her jogging and Pilates and still was. She still had that same look on her face, never gives much away, just those dark brown eyes that would go through me and stay open when we were kissing passionately.
She was the cause of my marriage ending. We had been lovers for some years. We worked at the same company and grown close. Whilst we had fallen in love in some way we both knew it was pretty much lust that drew us together and there was never any discussion about leaving our partners for each other, we couldn't do that to our kids. We both had issues with our other halves; hers was a moody selfish man and mine had similar attributes and put her work before her family, so we both felt a little unloved.
She, Helen, was an outstanding lover. She believed as did I, that the more you pleasured your partner the more you received back, so our lovemaking was passionate and breathless and intense, which is why we found it impossible to stop. We tried, often, but we could not resist. We kissed so brilliantly together, our mouths and tongues intuitively in sync unable to disengage. Just writing this raises my libido.
Our meeting was pure chance, we literally bumped into each other in the supermarket. I was looking at the ready meals for one and moving along the aisle and bumped into this lady. I turned to apologise and it was Helen. We both must have done a double take followed by a big grin.
'Well' I said, 'that's a surprise, you were the last person I thought I might bump into.'
She laughed, 'Me too. I was just passing through and stopped to pick up a couple of items and there we are. Maybe it was fate.'
'How are you?' I asked, 'still working at the same place?'
'Yes', she said, just four days now and I'm only in the office one of those, the other days I work from home, means I get to do a lot of painting.' Helen was a gifted artist.
'That's good. I assume home is still the same one with the same bloke?'
She laughed, 'Yes, still Dave. Are you surprised we're still together?'
'Yes and no' I responded, 'you know I always thought he was punching, but when you've got kids its a big decision to break all of that up.'
'Aah the girls have left home now. One is up North and the other in London. Dave is still working and doing his drumming. We share the house reasonably amicably but mostly do our own thing. What about you?'
'I live alone still, out of choice more than anything. I have met a few ladies over the years but none that I feel I could sacrifice my independence for. I'm pretty busy, still work a little, sort of semi-retired, play a lot of sport, meet up with family and friends. I do a bit of art too and I like to write.'
'Sounds a busy life' she says, 'what do you write?'
' Short stories mostly, based on stuff I've done. Actually have you got time for a coffee over the road?'
Helen looks a little thoughtful then smiles, 'Yes I've got twenty minutes or so, I could do with some caffeine.'
I checkout my purchases and go across the road to the coffee shop and order for us both. Five minutes later Helen comes through the door, spots me and heads to the table. I watch her walk, she's still an attractive woman, she's wearing a knee length skirt with boots under her coat, she smiles as she approaches and it still turns me on after all these years. She sits down.
'I hope you're going to behave yourself' she says with a smile, 'I remember that time we met for coffee and you were molesting me under the table.'
I laugh and reply 'Yes, guilty as charged, although I don't think you were resisting me much.'
'No' she says 'to be fair I had probably been teasing and flirting with you so maybe I got what I deserved. You did have your hand right in my knickers and you were playing with my pussy as I recall.'
I do indeed recall, she was a very good flirt and knew how to press my buttons. We had been out at a client meeting and she had been winding me up in a very subtle way. We had stopped for a coffee and I couldn't leave her alone. I was pretty sure I made her cum that day.
