Jared was standing over me, in all his chiseled, naked perfection. He’d pulled down his boxers and now I could see his thick cock hanging between his legs.

His gray eyes had darkened and he was stroking himself. I had just come but I wanted more. I reached for my throbbing, spent pussy and I lightly rubbed my clit. We were watching each other touching ourselves.

It was crazy. How things had changed! From those innocent teenage years when we shared our deepest, most secret thoughts. When we gossiped about people together, when Jared told me how much he hated his parents.

To now…when we were naked and looking at each other’s bodies.

I wanted him inside me. I wanted him to fill me up again. I looked over his muscular body…those six-pack abs and that flat, rugged stomach. He looked powerful as he stroked his cock into a ramrod erection. My thighs quivered with anticipation.

I knew what he felt like when he was inside me. This wasn’t just a dream…more than just a fantasy.

Jared reached for me. With his hands on my hips, he yanked me down. I slipped further to the edge of the bed and he parted my legs wide.

“I have to have you, Elsie,” he growled and he looked down. I was watching it too…his cock slowly parting my folds.

I bunched up the bedsheets in my hands. I could feel the thick tip of his cock sliding in. The friction it created inside me. The knots in my belly were beginning to come undone. He was filling me up.

Jared and I fell into a slow, rhythmic motion. This time, it wasn’t hurried sex. It wasn’t something that accidentally happened. No, this time, the sex was planned. I’d asked him for it and Jared was giving it to me.

I could feel the length of his cock inside me, roughly brushing against the folds of my pussy. In and out, in a slow motion.

Our eyes were locked. I was lying sprawled on the bed, my legs and arms stretched open on either side. Jared was over me, thrusting his cock in and out of me. His eyes searched mine…what was he looking for?

I parted my lips and moaned softly. This felt amazing…this was the best sex of my life!

Slowly, he was building up my orgasm again. He grunted with each push and I knew he was going to come too. With one hand on my belly, pinning me down strongly to the bed; he shoved his cock deep into me and pulled out again.

I wanted to watch him while he came…but it seemed like he wanted us to come together. He was holding back till I couldn’t hold back anymore.

With his other hand, he stroked my clit. His cock inside me, his fingers teasing my swollen mound…it was too much. I wouldn’t be able to control it much longer.

“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve seen,” he mumbled. His voice was too deep, too low. I couldn’t be sure if I heard him right. What was he saying? Did he mean he always thought I was sexy? Even when we were younger?

A wave of hope washed over me again. It gave way to my orgasm and I cried out with pleasure.

“The most beautiful, precious girl…” his voice was louder this time and I moaned louder too. His cock continued to slide in and out of me. I burst and Jared smiled. A spinning, hot eruption took hold of me and I cried out as I came.

Jared was coming too. I could feel his cock exploding inside me, but I couldn’t focus on him. I only had the energy to focus on me. My orgasm. How powerful and breathtaking it was. More beautiful than anything I’d experienced before, even with him.

I could feel Jared emptying himself inside me. His seed shot deep into me and I rolled my hips. He was gripping me tightly by my hips, riding me hard as he came. We were coming together. It was finally happening!

My toes curled and I swung the bedsheets around as my body shook. The bed shook with us and Jared didn’t stop pounding me till he was completely empty. Every last drop of his cum was inside me. I could feel it there. A warm glow was spreading in my belly. I was full of him…a part of him was buried deep inside.

Jared pulled his cock out of my pussy. Suddenly, I felt an emptiness in my body. It was like Jared belonged there. When he was inside me, I felt whole. Now, I didn’t feel anything. I was incomplete without him.

I loved him. I had always loved him. Why did I never tell him that? I was too afraid of rejection. I knew he would never love me the same way. I was just his neighbor…a shoulder to lean on. Now, I was somebody he used to know. Someone who reminded him of his past.

Jared stepped away from the bed. I watched him with a breaking heart as he went into the en suite and emerged from it with two big towels.

Neither of us spoke for some time. He was dabbing himself, wiping the proof of our act. I didn’t have the courage to wipe it away yet.

When he was done, he fell on the bed beside me. He pulled some of the bedsheets over himself and covered his still-throbbing cock.

We were lying beside each other now. Staring up at the ceiling. I was still panting, still trying to catch my breath.

“These ten years have changed both of us,” Jared said, in a heavy voice, and I gulped.

“Of course they did. We both grew up,” I whispered, barely able to speak. Jared looked at me and I forced myself to look at him too.

“I’ve missed you, Elsie.”

My heart was racing. What else would he tell me? Hope was building up in me like a balloon.

“I’ve missed you too, Jared,” I said, and he smiled. He reached for my cheek and gently grazed it with his fingertips.

“I’m sorry that I’ve hurt you and that I don’t have an answer to why I did,” he added.

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” I told him…because it didn’t. All that mattered was what happened next. Ten years’ worth of longing for him vanished in a cloud of smoke. Now, I was hopeful again.

“I’m sorry about the things I said to you before…about your parents and your success. The truth is, Jared, that I’m very proud of you. Of everything you’ve achieved. You’ve rubbed it in all their noses!” I continued. We were smiling at each other now.

“Yeah, I kinda have, haven’t I?” He laughed.

I loved watching him laugh. His handsome face creased up and his gray eyes grew brighter. Jared ran a hand through his thick blond hair and then sighed.

“I couldn’t even imagine this life when I was a kid,” he said.

“But you’ve done it now. You’ve proven yourself to everyone!” I exclaimed.

Jared was staring up at the ceiling with a smile on his face.

“Can I ask…what about your parents? Have you heard from your mother?” I said.

He looked at me again and his face darkened.

“I tried to help my dad in the last months of his life. When I found out what was happening to him. He was living alone, and he couldn’t afford to pay for the treatments he needed. Maybe I could have helped more. I just sent him the money. I never visited him myself. I know that was wrong. But I couldn’t. I just couldn’t bring myself to see him again,” Jared explained.

I reached for him, running my fingers over his smooth, muscular body.

“Nobody can judge you for that, Jared. He beat you up when you were a kid, he hurt you and your mom…”

“I have no idea where she is. I get an email from her from time to time. Asking for money,” he added.

“And do you give it to her?” I asked. He shrugged his shoulders.

“What choice do I have?”

We fell into silence again. I was lost in my thoughts. This felt like the old days…when we would spend hours talking. Only this time, we were lying naked beside each other.

Jared looked at me again.

“You have no idea how lucky you are, Elsie. To have parents like yours. Ones who cared for you and looked out for you. Gave you an education, took pride in what you did,” Jared continued. He was looking at me, but looking through me. His mind was elsewhere.

I stroked his chin lovingly.

“I have some idea. I know I was lucky and you were not,” I told him. He met my gaze again and smiled.

“Yeah. Luck. That’s all it was,” Jared said, and I watched as he clenched his jaw.

I shifted towards him. In the hopes that he might take me into his arms. Where was this going? We were talking…he was telling me about himself. I knew how difficult it was for Jared to share his feelings. He’d always been that way.

“Jared…” I said his name softly. When he looked at me this time, he seemed dazed.

“I forgive you,” I said. He stared at me for a few moments, like he didn’t know what I was talking about. Then he nodded his head.

“Good, because the last thing I wanted was to hurt you,” he said.

“I know. You just wanted to get away. Maybe I would have done the same thing if I was in your place,” I told him, but he shook his head.

“No, you wouldn’t have. You wouldn’t have hurt me. You’ve never done anything like that in your life. You’re perfect,” he said. He placed a finger on my lips to touch me. I was holding my breath, waiting to hear what he would say next. Could I tell him now? Confess how I always felt about him?

“Elsie, I hope you don’t hold this against me. The fact that we’ve had sex,” he said, pulling his finger away from me abruptly.

He was straightening up, sitting up in bed. The spell was broken and the moment was over. I wanted it back! I wanted back that moment!

I sat up hurriedly too.

“No, of course not. I wanted it,” the words gushed out of me.

I watched him swing his legs over the edge of the bed and stand up.

“For me, sex is just a basic human necessity. It’s always been that. I’m sure you know that already,” he said and started putting on his boxers and his pants.

I bit down on my lip, trying to hold back the cry rising in me.

“Of course, it doesn’t change the fact that I care about you. I always have and always will. You were my first friend, probably will always be my only true friend. All of this doesn’t change that. Ten years won’t change that,” he said as he buttoned up his shirt.

I was close to breaking into tears right then. Couldn’t he see the horror on my face? It was over. That balloon of hope had been burst.

“Yes, I know,” I murmured. I was trying to keep my chin up. Hold on to my dignity desperately. There was no chance left. All this had been a casual fling for him. Something new to try out…how does it feel fucking your ex-best-friend?

“I don’t know about you, but I’m starving. Should we eat something?” Jared’s voice had changed. He was suddenly extra cheerful as he walked to the bedroom door. I was still sitting naked on his bed, feeling like my world was falling apart.

“Take your time. Rest here if you want. I’ll cook us something,” I heard his trailing voice as he called out to me.

I was alone in the room now, with nothing but regret to keep me company.