Maybe another time

As you contemplate your answer, your eyes are drinking in Anna and the wonderful curves of her body. But despite the stiffening of your cock, your mind is focused enough to know a bad idea when you see it.

"Actually, Anna, I think I should probably get going. It's been great seeing you though, and I think we should do it again soon."

There's a definitive look of disappointment on Anna's face as you turn down her offer, but it doesn't turn to anger. Instead it flickers from disappointment to something like a "eureka!" moment, and before you know it she has her arms wrapped around you in a tight hug.

"That's okay, I understand that you need to get back. It was great seeing you, despite everything that happened between us. I hope you meant what you said, and that you'll come for me soon. I mean, come over to see me soon." You feel the hug tighten around you, and Anna hides her face in your chest. You can't tell if she's blushing from her speech flub, or if it was even a mistake at all.

Regardless, the warmth of her body against you, thoughts of her large tits pressed into your chest, her bigger-than-you-remember ass, and that flub about coming for her all have the effect of causing your dick to grow noticeably hard. Normally you would lean a bit away from her with your pelvis so that she wouldn't notice, but instead you find that you've wrapped your arms around her too and your body presses tighter into hers.

For a moment, neither of you say anything, but then you hear a soft moan escape her lips as you feel her hips grind a bit against you.

"I know I'm not supposed to like your cock anymore, and you probably shouldn't be pressing it against my body, Phil, but I'd forgotten how much I missed it."

Her words are almost a whisper, sweet and soft and low. Your dick twitches as she speaks, and there's another gentle moan. Before you know it, her face is pressed up against yours and your mouths lock in an intense and sensual kiss. Each tongue is dancing in a mouth that it doesn't belong to, and your hands have slid down from her back to grabbing handfuls of her generously-sized ass. The two of you grind into each other over your clothes, and the only sounds to be heard are of faces nearly being sucked off.

After what feels like eternal moments of bliss, Anna pulls away from you and looks down at your engorged member. She reaches out and strokes it along the fabric of the shorts that conceal it.

"Maybe next time you can show me more of what I've been missing?" she coos as she grasps the edges of your underwear's waistband and pulls back a bit before snapping it gently into place. A tiny bit of pre-cum appears to have found its way onto her finger from performing that action, and she gives you a wink as she seductively brings her hand to her mouth and sucks the finger dry.

"Mmm," you both say at the same time. She then turns from you and saunters out of the bedroom and toward the front door. You follow behind, still in a bit of a haze as to what just happened. Anna opens the door for you. As you walk past her to leave, she gently grabs your arm and stops you.

"I'll let you know next time I need something nailed. Trust me, it'll be soon."

She lets go and you walk out without a word, the door shutting behind you. You managed to escape before anything too serious happened, but you wonder what could have been. Would you have really fucked your ex, given the opportunity? What about next time you go over? Life as you know it seems to have gotten a lot more complicated.