You've come to vist me for the weekend. As always, we cooked together, it's just like old times. At this point, it's too late to question the wisdom of the G&Ts before dinner and the copious amounts of wine with our food. You ask me if I'm trying to get you drunk. I just smile and pour you another glass. Conversation has been increasingly flirtatious and we're both feeling more than a little horny.

I see you shifting uncomfortably in your seat - you never did learn not to wear tight trousers around me. I kiss you gently on the cheek and stroke the growing bulge in your trousers

"Do you want me to take care of that for you? You know how I love to suck you off". You moan slightly but politely decline the offer. You're still trying to be good, stay "just friends" - little do you know....

We reminisce about the old days; conversation turns to when we were lovers all those years ago, the fun things we used to do to each other. We start to kiss, but you stop and insist that we still have to be good.

The doorbell rings. You don't want me to answer the door, but I get up and let our surprise mystery guest in. You've not seen her in years and you didn't know she was visiting from down under. I hear you take a sharp breath. I pour her a glass of wine and you make small talk with her, ask her what she's doing here. She just smiles, leans forward and kisses you hard on the mouth. You're not quite sure how to react.

She takes me by the hand and leads me into the bedroom, beckoning you to follow. You notice her suitcase on the floor and realise she's staying with me and that it's all planned. Your cock grows harder as you think about the possibilities. She's travelled a long way and it would be a shame to disappoint us...

We undress each other while you stand in the doorway watching. We kiss and fondle each other's breasts. You're breathing is getting harder. I kneel down and kiss her belly, then push my tongue deep into her, tasting her juices and then flicking my tongue across her clit while I grasp her ass.

Her breathing gets shallower and she starts to moan. I grab her harder as she comes, fingering my own clit with my other hand.

She collapses onto the bed. I join her there and we look you up and down. You're wearing way too many clothes. I ask you to strip - you've always been very good at that. You oblige with a huge smile on your face and join us on the bed. You kiss her while I suck you very gently, rolling my tongue around the tip, you always taste so good. You make me stop before you come - you don't want to just yet. So we take turns - one of us riding your cock while the other sits on your face.

It reeks of sex in my bedroom. I want to go down on her again, just like my very first time with her. You don't want to just watch this time. As I bury my face in her cunt, I feel you pushing into me from behind, grabbing my hips as you thrust hard. We all come together moaning as you spurt deep inside me. The night is yet young and we have the whole weekend ahead.

I can't wait until the New Year....