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An Accidental Affair
by Gucci Barbie (gucci.barbie@hotmail.com)
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Everybody's favorite couple, Sarah and Mike encounter
each other yet another way... in another position. (MF)
***
She pushed her way through the busy crowd, taking a big
step off the curb to avoid the puddle on the street.
Saturdays were typically packed in downtown Toronto,
with the entire hub of the nightlife radiating outwards
from Peter and Richmond. She was all set for a girl's
night with one of her best friends and was looking
forward to dancing and fun. Reaching the other side of
the busy street, she paused by the bar's entrance,
searching for her cell phone in her purse.
She was just about to flip her phone open when a broad
hand touched her arm. Thinking it was a mistake, she
turned to politely tell the guy to fuck off when she
looked up, only to see herself looking into a pair of
blue eyes.
It took her a few seconds to get it together. It was a
face she hadn't seen so long, but knew so well.
"Hey... hi...what are you doing here?" Sarah stuttered
as she tried to gather herself.
"Hey" Mike smiled, long brown hair hanging shaggy
around his face. His friends filtered out from the bar
and around them, each eyeing her long denim-clad legs
and flat stomach as they passed. "I thought I
recognized you."
"Yeah, hey...I was just meeting a friend here for
drinks. What are you doing in Toronto?" she replied,
heart still pounding.
"I'm here for school, just spending a night out with
some of the guys from my course" he answered. In her
eyes, he looked the exact same as school; tall, fit and
his smile was bright as ever.
"Well, it was great seeing you; I have to meet up with
my friend inside..." Sarah smiled too brightly, aware
of how close together they were standing. She took a
step back to emphasize her sentence when she realized
he was still holding her arm.
"Wait, hold on. Do you have time for a drink?" he
asked.
"No, I really can't, but it was nice to see you" she
spoke quickly.
Just then, there was a loud commotion behind her and
before she knew what was happening, Mike put his arms
around her and pulled her aside. Seconds later, three
men followed by a bouncer came bursting out of the
doors, yelling and cursing. The sights and sounds
around them dimmed, and all Sarah could feel was his
strong arms holding her body to him, the smell of his
aftershave. Belatedly, she realized her arms had found
their way around his neck, and her cheek to his. Her
breathing was deep and her head was swimming.
"Okay. One drink" she whispered.
She reluctantly let go.
They made their way uptown in a cab, settling on a
small, quiet bar near his hotel. It had large, sofa-
like booths, each swathed in sheer curtains. The room
was dim, but tastefully lit. They each ordered a drink,
sitting next to each other.
For a time, there was small talk, some laughs and
reminiscing. Mike didn't say much about his current
relationships, and nor did he ask about hers. Slowly
the chatter died down; as they sipped their drinks
Sarah realized their thighs has been touching for some
while.
She caught him looking at her, seemingly evaluating the
person she had become. Sarah felt shy and nervous
suddenly, as if he would discover all of her life's
mistakes and bad decisions in one glance. Yet another
side of her acknowledged it was "him"... if there is
someone who was worthy of assessing her life, it would
be Mike. It seemed like lifetimes ago, when they shared
their lives and dreams.
"What are you thinking about?" he suddenly asked.
"Us... the past..." she admitted.
"Like what?" he asked, although they both knew the
answer.
She paused, realizing how awkward it would be to
articulate an answer. Sarah had a million flashbacks,
of their relationship and its end.
"Everything" she finally settled on. "And about us
sitting here, right now."
They sat there silently, looking at each other. She
reached down for his hand, and began to trace lines
around the fingers and across the palms. It had been
years, but he still felt the same, the Mike from years
ago. Her Mike.
He put his beer down and wrapped his arm around her,
pulling her closer. It took him all but a few seconds
to pull her right against him, and without hesitation
he leaned forward and kissed her. It was soft but deep,
their lips fitting perfectly together like pieces of a
puzzle. Her body was flooded with desire as her heart
pounded and pulse raced. She put her arms around him,
wanting to pull him closer. The passion flowed between
them, and she thought how despite all this time,
nothing had changed.
Her whole body was starting to ache, in the way that it
did for Mike to be inside of her. She could feel her
panties starting to get moist as her body prepared
itself to be dominated by his cock.
"Let's go" he whispered into her ear. She could tell by
his tone that he wanted her as urgently as she wanted
him.
They threw some money down on the table and minutes
later arrived at his hotel. As the elevator doors shut
behind them, they wrapped themselves around each other.
There were hundreds of reflections around them of
themselves in the mirrored walls, kissing and touching
and grinding their bodies together.
They fumbled their way into his room, not bothering to
turn on the lights. They tore at each other's clothes,
pulling and yanking their way to nudity. Finally they
were naked, rolling around on the bed, grabbing and
touching each other all over.
"Mike, I want you in me, right now, please..." She
begged, not interested in anything but his cock being
in her. Her juice was sliding down her inner thigh,
making both of them slippery as they kissed with wild
abandon.
He rolled her onto her back, and wasted no time in
spreading her legs wider and with one strong thrust,
impaling her on his cock.
She felt like she was delirious, throwing her hips at
his hard cock, grabbing his head so their tongues could
slide along each other, hands on his ass, desperately
trying to pull his cock harder into her.
He bit and licked her neck and collarbone, hands behind
her head as he wildly humped her. She was so slippery
and wet, he was in heaven. His balls were heavy with
cum as they smacked rhythmically against her wet ass,
wanting to spurt it deep into her pussy.
Mike quickly withdrew, urged her onto her hands and
knees, and was back inside her seconds later as they
screwed doggy style. Sarah was thrilled to find he fit
in her perfectly. He grabbed her waist and pummeled
himself into her, while she moaned and thrust back
against him. They were each coated with a sweaty sheen,
the smell of sex filling the room.
An eternity later, he couldn't help himself and came
deep inside her, as they moaned and slid up against
each other in ecstasy.
A girl could get used to this, Sarah thought drowsily
to herself.
END
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