But I was at a former lover’s. He works from home - as the president of his company - isolates at his choice, orders grocery from home and picks it up from the store, has had his Covid vaccines (like I’ve done as well), doesn’t visit with anyone who hasn’t self isolated for 2 weeks or even feels slightly off; he thoroughly sanitizes the hell out of his house after his limited house guests leave - it’s always a small group at a time as he won’t allow a group of more than 6 at his house at a time - he’s got air purifiers running in every single room, everything gets sprayed down with Lysol, Clorox and other CDC accepted cleaning/sanitizing products.
Anyways, he’s been a long time friend - as is his soon to be ex wife - of close to 15/20 years. We’ve known each other since our college years and we’ve all gotten along very well. Unfortunately, he and his wife have been separated for close to 18 months - cheating on both sides - and still love each other but the love went from the romantic kind to “You’re my best friend and I love your stupid crazy ass!” There wasn’t much jealousy when I came into the picture as his occasional FWB; it started just before they decided to “officially” end their marriage but everyone is 100% with everything now. And they do NOT have kids; they love their nieces, nephews and their friend D’s kids but they didn’t want kids.
I had self isolated for 2 weeks, had my family pick up what I needed from the store/pharmacy, I cleaned everything that came into the house that I asked to be picked up, etc. Just because both he and I are vaccinated does NOT mean we can relax....we (and our families) still maintain social distancing guidelines, self isolation as a preventative before we go visit with a SMALL portion of our family and isolate if we’re sick with a cold, bronchitis, etc.
So I arrived at his place Friday mid afternoon and let myself in - as he knows my eta, he unlocked the front door but I usually use a key - and announce myself. He yells from somewhere in the house that he’ll help me with my stuff - which isn’t too much for the weekend! j/k - and helps me bring my stuff upstairs. We usually start me out in one of the guest bedrooms because we never know if we’re going to have sex or not so might as well have separate bedrooms.
We pull out the board games and card games that were popular when we were growing up (Clue, Life, Monopoly, Uno, etc.), get the wine and cheese going. Just an FYI - I am a cheese FIEND - where there’s cheese I love, I’m walking away from you to shove cheese in my mouth...don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate you and you didn’t make me mad but I effing LOVE cheese. Cheese is my best friend. There! I said it!! Anyways, we’re playing games and munching on cheese and crackers, we do our typical bull shitting, catching up and telling the other we’d kick the other’s ass in the games.
As the day/night wore on, we had dinner and of course, more wine and then eventually moved on to watching movies; we watched our ultimate favorite of the 80's....not sure if I can legally name movies in personal blogs or not but this one has Tim Curry in it and is based off a board game that we played. You know the one that has characters with names of food and colors? That one!! Anyways, I laughed so hard through the entire movie that my sides hurt.
I go to bed - solo - because I am a bed hog and dislike having to share a cool bed/sheets with another toasty body; even if it's a California King bed. Yeah, I am a weirdo. I fall asleep in minutes, enjoying a massive bed all to myself. Hours later I wake up to get a drink of water from the kitchen and wound up finding my friend in the kitchen doing the same; we joke that it's because of too much wine but I think it's all the cheese, chips, crackers and dip we had before dinner. He asks if I "wanna" join him in bed, knowing full well that my answer is yes. I had to make a pitstop to the guest bathroom to brush my teeth (as he does the same in the master bathroom). **When sleeping over someone's house and they invite you to bed with them, do them - and yourself a favor - by brushing your teeth before hand!**
I join him minutes later - with my glass of water! - and he's already stripped down to his birthday suit. He cracks me up. I giggle and he notices just then that I've been naked - as I sleep naked - and invites me into bed. Once on the bed with him, he makes sure that I'm comfortable before he spreads my legs and begins to eat my apex. He eats me like a fat kid eats cake...neither of us can get enough. That's when I noticed his hair in a pony tail (a man bun but in pony tail form). I began to use his ponytail to guide him around my opening and as I finally have him in the right spot, I am forced to let go and grip the mattress with my hands as I am screaming his name. So beyond thankful that he does NOT have any neighbors near by. Just when I think that I can't handle it anymore, he stops, spreads my legs even further and slides his glorious appendage in me; I can barely fit him inside of me but I don't care...he feels amazing, thrusting in me...stretching me. I cum instantly but I know he's nowhere near ready yet
We continue having sex; he's putting me in all different positions, hitting my gspot each time and making me cum non stop. He pulls out, flips me onto my stomach, puts a few pillows under my hips, spreads my....cheeks....and eats me. OMFG. First time that's ever happened and I knew that I love it the second he started. LOL. He doesn't take too long before his member starts knocking on my back door. I can't help but giggle and he enters me. He feels SO good thrusting in and out of me; occasionally stopping to get more lube. It doesn't take long for him to cum as this is his first time with anal. I eventually fall asleep....let's face it, ok? Sleep is amazing and the more sleep I get, the happier I am. Lol. He decides to stay up and do some work from home.
We spend the rest of the weekend, having fun playing games and spent time in bed together....but we didn't expect to find someone as clumsy as me. LOL. As he was trying to help me move from laying down on my back to my side, he hit me on the nose with his elbow; giving me a nosebleed. Thankfully he didn't break my nose. Took about 5 to 10 minutes to stop the bleeding and used ice to help stop the pain.
The nosebleed caused us to stop the bedroom fun for the day but we went on with the games and watching movies. The next day we just chilled, reading books and iced my nose....which was still sore. Thankfully my nose wasn't broken, not swollen and no bruises
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