Sorry all! If you previous read this story you had noticed it ended in a very odd spot. and there was not end to the story. This time the story is there in its entirety. Enjoy!
Over the next school year I continued to tutor her son. We were definitely close, but never had an opportunity to meet as we did for our last intimate session. You could tell there was sexual tension and we both wanted it, but without an opportunity we couldn't do much about it. We would text casually with each other, being a little flirty, but she wasn't really into that very much. As the school year came to a close and her son graduated, we lost touch with each other and I had to chalk this up to a missed opportunity.
It was about 2 years later I ran into her again at a restaurant bar of all places. She was having dinner with a friend and I was picking up a carryout order. We embraced each other warmly as was our custom with a slight peck on the cheek to go with the long big hug. And just like that the urges were there, you could tell the chemistry had never really gone away more had laid dormant without any outlet. We broke apart from our hug reluctantly, but as we were in a public place with her friend right next to us, it was all we could do.
We talked for a few minutes, catching up on things. I found out she had moved and decided to stay in state rather than relocate. Her son was a sophomore in college and doing well. She was single again after dating someone for a year or so. We parted ways vowing to reach out by text soon to stay in touch. I took this as a good sign and left after I gave her another bone crushing hug. A peck on the cheek from each of us followed the hug and I left hesitantly.
I waited a few days as I didn't want to seem too eager, damn I felt like I was in school again, and texted her. I made sure to text her after working hours so I could actually get her undivided attention. I mentioned how good it was to accidentally run into her the other day and how much I had missed her. To my surprise and delight I got a response within a minute, almost as if she was waiting for my text. She replied back how much she had missed me too and loved bumping into me.
We chatted by text for a few minutes but I wasn't too confident anything would happen knowing she didn't like to have full conversations by text. She broke the ice asking what I was doing for lunch the following day. Thankfully I was working from home and had the flexibility to break away for lunch. Truth be told I would have rearranged my entire schedule to meet for lunch. We agreed to meet at a local deli for soup and sandwiches. Needless to say I was very excited and got the impression that she was too.
The next day I showed up a little early for lunch and to my surprise she was already there. It seems we were both a bit excited to see each other again. We greeted each other in our usual way, although we got to extend the hug longer this time than in front of her friend. Reluctantly we pulled away and ordered our food. Sitting down and waiting for the food to be prepared we caught up on things. Turns out she broke up with her boyfriend as she wasn't willing to settle for anything and there were things that just weren't right. She didn't go into any details though, and I didn't press her. I explained things had remained unchanged at home, we were still together, although more like roommates than husband and wife.
We talked about anything and everything over lunch including her son now in college. She mentioned that he was doing well in most of his classes and enjoying being away from home. She did seem to enjoy having an empty house though.
My mind began to wander thinking about an empty house with her in it. The opportunities that it could lead to. I think some of what I was thinking must have shown on my face as she got a sly look on her face. I couldn't help myself and blushed a bit, knowing I had been caught dreaming. We spent the next hour chatting about everything, from work and family to current events.
We ended the meal and I walked her to her car, still chatting. When we reached her car, we embraced again, my hands squeezing her against me. She reciprocated this, squeezing me as well. As we broke apart I let my hand drift down, I let it rest on her ass for just a moment and gave it a little squeeze. She smirked at me and leaned in for a quick kiss, our first in what felt like ages. Her lips seemed to be both soft and firm at the same time. Softly yielding to mine, but firm in their need as well. They parted as we kissed, just enough for her tongue to graze my lips sending a bolt of electricity through my body.
I responded, as she knew I would, pulling her closer again, my hand still on her ass, squeezing it, the other wrapped around her back. My lips parted as well, letting my tongue dart out, touching hers, sliding it against hers. She gasped into my mouth and I could feel her need rise, but unfortunately there was nothing we could do about it in the middle of the day in a parking lot. We broke apart reluctantly, both of us breathing rather heavily. We parted ways for the day, knowing that there would have to be another time. We both wanted it too much for there to not be another private meeting.