The sun was high and the air was thick with the scent of blooming flowers as you, Elena, swung gently under the old oak tree in your backyard. The rhythm of the swing was soothing, lulling you into a state of peaceful contemplation. You were back in your hometown for a few days of vacation, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, away from the office, and away from the constant reminders of the one person you couldn't stop thinking about—Chris.
You remembered the days when you two were just neighbors, innocent kids playing in the street. You remembered the way he used to smile at you, the way his eyes would light up when he saw you. But most of all, you remembered the day he left. The day he was drafted by a pro team, leaving you behind with nothing but memories and a heart full of longing. You thought those days were gone forever, that you would never see him again. But fate had other plans.
Suddenly, a voice cut through your reverie, a voice that sent shivers down your spine. "Neighbor!" it called, and your heart skipped a beat. You turned to see Chris standing there, his muscular frame silhouetted against the sun. He had jumped over the fence and was now running towards you, a broad smile on his face.
You stood up, your heart pounding in your chest, and he wrapped his arms around you in a tight embrace. You could feel his muscles pressing against you, his warmth seeping into your body. You held him close, breathing in his scent, and for a moment, it was as if no time had passed at all.
"We have so much to catch up on," he said, his voice low and husky. You nodded, your heart racing. You spent the afternoon talking, sharing stories, and laughing like old times. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and before you knew it, the sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the backyard.
"You should stay for dinner," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. He looked at you, his eyes dark with desire, and nodded. You led him inside, your heart pounding in your chest. You cooked dinner together, laughing and teasing each other, the tension between you growing with every passing moment.
After dinner, you led him to your bedroom, your heart pounding in your chest. You sat on the bed, looking up at him, and he sat down beside you, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. "I've missed you," he said, his voice low and husky. You leaned into his touch, your eyes fluttering closed.
You spent the night talking, sharing your fantasies and memories, your bodies pressed close together. You could feel his hardness pressing against you, and you knew that he wanted you as much as you wanted him. But you were both hesitant, unsure of where to begin.
The next day, he invited you to his house. It was a beautiful mansion, with a pool and a hot tub. You spent the day swimming and sunbathing, your bodies glistening with sweat and water. The tension between you was palpable, and you knew that it was only a matter of time before you gave in to your desires.
That night, you found yourself in his bedroom, your heart pounding in your chest. He was sitting on the bed, his eyes dark with desire, and you could see the bulge in his pants. You knew that he wanted you, and you wanted him just as badly.
You walked over to him, your hips swaying seductively, and he reached out to grab your waist, pulling you onto his lap. You could feel his hardness pressing against you, and you moaned softly, grinding against him. He leaned in to kiss you, his lips hot and demanding, and you melted into him, your body on fire.
His hands roamed over your body, exploring every inch of you, and you arched into his touch, your body begging for more. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes dark with desire, and you could see the hunger in them. "I want to taste you," he said, his voice low and husky, and you nodded, your body trembling with anticipation.
He laid you back on the bed, his hands roaming over your body, and you moaned softly, your body arching into his touch. He kissed his way down your body, his lips hot and demanding, and you could feel your body trembling with anticipation. He reached your pussy, and you moaned softly, your body arching into his touch.
He spread your legs wide, his eyes dark with desire, and you could see the hunger in them. He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste you, and you moaned softly, your body trembling with pleasure. He licked and sucked, his tongue exploring every inch of you, and you could feel your body trembling with pleasure.
He slid a finger inside you, his tongue still working its magic, and you moaned softly, your body arching into his touch. He added another finger, his tongue still working its magic, and you could feel your body trembling with pleasure. He slid his fingers in and out of you, his tongue still working its magic, and you could feel your body trembling with pleasure.
He slid his fingers out of you, his tongue still working its magic, and you moaned softly, your body trembling with pleasure. He slid his cock inside you, his tongue still working its magic, and you moaned softly, your body trembling with pleasure. He slid his cock in and out of you, his tongue still working its magic, and you could feel your body trembling with pleasure.
He slid his cock out of you, his tongue still working its magic, and you moaned softly, your body trembling with pleasure. He slid his cock inside you, his tongue still working its magic, and you moaned softly, your body trembling with pleasure. He slid his cock in and out of you, his tongue still working its magic, and you could feel your body trembling with pleasure.