Edited by Mistress4one
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Not long after starting high school, Ellen and I started dating. Things were going well, even though we did have to sneak around a little as her dad was a teacher at the school. After a while, he got a promotion in another school and they both had to leave. Not long after that I started dating Ellen's best friend, Rachel. We had become good friends when I was dating Ellen and it was eventually for this reason that we split up. We didn't want to risk the friendship we had and thought it would be best if we went back to being friends. We were still very close, but there was always the possibility that we would get back together again.
This was a big reason that things never happened between me and Nicola. She and Rachel became best friends after Ellen left and we were all in the same group of friends.
Over time, Nicola and I became closer. We flirted openly and there was always this tension between us and the feeling that things might cross the line into being more than friends at any time. However, things never did. We were both always seeing someone else and neither of us knew how Rachel would react. Eventually, I was single and it felt like the right time to ask Nicola out. However, just at that time, she started seeing a rich guy 12 years older than her who was married. It got very serious, very quickly. Before long, Nicola was pregnant. She left high school before the end of the year, moving with him to Oxford and we lost touch soon after.
Ten years later, talk started on Facebook about a high school reunion. Quickly, a group was created and people started adding as many of our classmates as they could remember. Nicola hadn't really kept in contact with anyone, but people remembered her and she was soon in the group too. She quickly sent me a friend request and I accepted before checking out her profile. The decade had been busy for her as she now had four children and what seemed like a pretty intensive social life too. The years had been kind to her though and she was still as pretty as ever and had maintained her great figure.
She sent me a message, and before long we had each other's phone numbers and were messaging intensively. We filled each other in on our lives since school. As we exchanged messages, it seemed like no time had passed at all; such was our chemistry again. It also didn't take us long at all to get past the pleasantries and into some flirting, either. As we became closer over the next few weeks, Nicola opened up more about her life as it was then.
She was still married, but from her point of view "in name" only. Her husband was not easy to live with, had had numerous affairs, and was obsessed with money. His answer to any problem was to try and buy it or at least throw money towards it. The irony was that most of his money came not from his own motorbike racing career but from his dad's string of car dealerships. He was also not able to satisfy Nicola in bed anymore; lacking in both stamina and imagination. She really wanted to leave him and start again, but for all his faults he was a doting father and she couldn't deprive her children of that.
By this time, we were speaking nearly all day, every day, and it didn't take long for the flirting to lead into evenings filled with dirty chat. This became more and more intense and erotic. The talk turned to meeting up pretty quickly. We both knew what this would lead to, but neither of us wanted to stop it. It was a logistical nightmare with her family and my work commitments. At times, it didn't seem like it would be possible at all, but neither of us lost our enthusiasm to make it happen.