We caught up

I closed the door behind us. I could still hear Ross and Joey yelling but I ignored them. I asked Lindsey if she wanted a drink. She said, “I’d have to drink a lot to catch up with you. But sure I’ll have some wine.” I went to the mini bar and opened a small bottle for her automatically adding it to the room’s tab. I poured it in a plastic cup.

I handed it to her, and made a suggestion, “If you want, you can take a shower right there. You just had a long night of work. I’m sure it’ll make you feel more comfortable.”

“Good idea Chandler.” She took her cup and went into the bathroom. Soon I heard the shower running. Then I heard her voice, “Hey do you mind bringing me another bottle of wine. Actually make it two.”

I brought her two bottles. Her hand was sticking out from the shower curtain holding her empty cup. I filled it up. She brought her hand back inside the shower and asked me through the curtain, “So tell me about your fiancé. Does she look like me?”

I laughed, “Not at all. You’re actually not normally my type. She’s quite different from you. She’s has long brunette hair. She is thicker and has some nice curves. Nothing against your petite body, I still think you’re sexy, but my fiancé is definitely not petite.”

“Ahh,” Lindsey said. “I figured since you fell in love with me. You’d always be chasing a girl like me.”

“Have you been chasing boys like me,” I asked.

She laughed, “I wish. You’re a nice guy. I’ve been chasing men like my asshole father. Every boyfriend shittier than the last. But seeing you reminded me of a guy I should be with. A nice guy who fucks like a Derby-winning stallion.” She popped her head out from the shower and said, “Refill please. You’re my bottle boy tonight.”

I left the bathroom. She eventually came out fully covered in a terry cloth bathrobe. She said, “Do you mind showering first? I saw those girls you were dancing with tonight and I think you need a scrub down.”

I showered and then came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist. Lindsey was sitting on the bed with her back resting up against the headboard. I sat down next to her then leaned in for a kiss. She met my lips with hers, and we kissed with a sensual passion that I wasn’t expecting.

Once the kiss broke I drunkenly said, “You taste much better than I remember.”

“It’s because I finally quit smoking, you ass.” She pushed me to my back and then laid on top of me, giving me deep kisses. She pulled back and asked, “Don’t you have a payment for me.”

I rolled her onto her back. I kissed her neck, and I opened her robe spreading it out to the sides. I kissed down her body, noticing the difference the years made. She now had several tattoos that weren’t there before. Her breasts were still small, but had lost some of their previous perkiness. Her nipples were still very suckable though. Her pussy was previously shaved but now had dark stumble of growth covering it. I tried not to mind it, but it did give me some red abrasions on the sides of my mouth and chin as I went down on her.

I made sure to give her a proper repayment for the ride. I was sloppy drunk and enthusiastic. My tongue lapped and probed getting Lindsey to moan and squirm. I made sure she had come before I finally pulled my face up from her wet pussy.

Lindsey, catching her breath, said, “You’ve learned some things over the years. That was amazing. Consider your debt settled.”

“I’m sure you’ve learned some things over the years too,” I said wiping my wet mouth with a sheet.

“Oh I’ve had some experiences since you. Probably way too many. But can I tell you something: over the years I’ve encountered some men with very large penises. No offense but much bigger than you. But with a gun to my head, and I had to decide, I would say you had my favorite big cock. Maybe because it was my first. Maybe because I misremember our time together. But it has a special place in my memory. Maybe I’d be a fool to ruin that memory by experiencing you again. What if it’s not that good?”

“Maybe just look at it again and decide for yourself.” I stood up, and my towel fell off. My cock was ridiculously hard and sticking up and out.

Lindsey said, “Well your dick looks the same. But I remember your body being much more ripped. You should probably work out more.”

“We all can’t have our bodies as tight as they were at 21. You are a rarity. So what do you think? Want to re-experience me?”