The Accident

Melissa moved next door to me when I was 8. We ended up going to the same school and became friends in no time. We spent all our free time together. I had always had a crush on her from the day we met, but I was far too shy to tell her. I'll always regret not saying how I felt about her before she left for college.

I had hoped to go with her and get my degree but after Mom got sick, my parents couldn't afford it. So I stayed home, started working to help Mom and Dad. I got a part-time job at the supermarket and worked towards a degree in Accounting at the Community College. It was tough but after a couple years, I graduated and landed a job at a rather large firm in the city. Sure, I was just an assistant but it was a foot in the door.

Melissa and I didn't talk much during this time. The stress of work and family combined with her college schedule meant we could only chat every couple months. She'd tell me about how many friends she'd made and the wild parties and antics they'd get into. I treasured these calls, being able to hear her voice. Every time I picked up the phone, I promised myself I'd confess my feelings to her but I never could.

A couple years later, Melissa came to Mom's funeral. It was tough for Dad and I, but seeing her there helped me push through the pain. She came over to console me when the ceremony ended and we made plans to catch up over coffee. Coffee turned to dinner and a movie, some drinks at a bar. Soon enough, we were staggering back to my place.

I'd had a couple flings since leaving high school, but nothing like Melissa. I was stunned when she undressed. She had a killer body with a perfect pair of tits, and a great ass. She started tying her long dark hair up into a bun as I quickly tore my clothes off. She took control immediately, dropping to her knees and sucking the soul out of my dick. She clearly learned a thing or two in college. I was trying my best not to cum when she stopped. "Jack, I need you to fuck me."

She was insatiable. I would try to stop and catch my breath or get a drink but she would just pull me straight back to bed. I pumped load after load into her and she just kept going. We fucked all night long and finally passed out together at sunrise. This continued for a few months, a nice romantic date in the evening before fucking like rabbits till dawn.

She moved in with me not long after and a year later, we got engaged. My boss, Paul, promoted me up to senior accountant. There was a lot more stress and responsibility with the role but a much larger paycheck too, so it was very welcome. Using the money, we had a modest ceremony, and an expensive honeymoon in the Caribbean. Time hadn't diminished Melissa's sex drive however, so we barely left the hotel room. Not that I minded. Life was looking up and our future was bright.