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This story contain adult themes only. “She’s hot.” Noah Townsend turned around abruptly into the smiling face of a taller man with wild sandy blond hair that fell casually in face. He was looking at a shirt on the rack in front of them. “The girl you’ve been staring at for the last 20 minutes. She’s hot.” Noah felt his face getting hot as an awkward smile rolled across his face. He rubbed his large rough hand over his freshly shaved head. Suddenly he felt exposed. He clenched his jaw before he answered. Noah had been flanked by his two friends, Lane and Lane’s wife Michelle. As soon as the blond stranger called Noah out, they distanced themselves from him. Noah saw them pretending to look at jeans several racks away from him. He shook his head in disgust. Pussies. “She’s my ex.” Noah said clearing his throat not realizing he had been so obvious. The mall wasn’t very busy but busy enough to keep him camouflaged among the other shoppers, he thought. He had tried his best to look nonchalant as he followed the girl and her friend through several stores. Now he had been watching the two go through racks of clothes as they chirped happily with each other and he watched like a vulture from the men’s dept. Noah hadn’t recognized her at first. They had all piled into Lane’s car, ready to head home, when the Ex had parked right in front of them in a black and orange Mini Cooper. Noah was remarking to himself how hot she was when she smiled; that wide cheerful smile that spread across her face and he sat stunned remembering her; but too afraid to say hello. Before he knew it though, he was out of the car, Lane and Michelle right with him, following her. She hadn’t noticed them and he had done little to call attention to himself yet. “Her name’s Bree.” Noah continued almost apologetically to the man as if trying to explain himself. “Really? That’s pretty.” “Yeah.” “Well she’s hot.” The man said, a wicked smile curling on his lips, raking his eyes over the girl. Noah felt himself tighten with jealousy. But he had no right to be. It had been sometime since the two of them had been together. But seeing her now, he was very sorry about that. Time had been very kind to her. She looked exactly the same only better. What she should be about 27 or 28 now, but she looked five years younger at least. She had always been cute but now she was glowing, beautiful. He couldn’t say exactly the same for himself. He had always looked older than what he was, the late nights partying and smoking hadn’t helped either. But he could still hold his own. His current girlfriend didn’t complain. “Fuck yeah she is. And she’s still great fuck so I should have a really good evening.” Noah said, marking his territory and trying to show off his familiarity with a girl, he hadn’t talked to in four plus years. “Oh, really?” The man looked at him incredulously with his eyebrow cocked. “So she’s hot in bed?” “Yeah, she loves it doggy style. Wiggling that fat ass of hers or riding on top of me while her big titties jiggled. She is fucking fantastic. And that pussy is hot and tight. Like a glove. And she’s a fucking nympho; she wants it all the time.” Noah used the present tense purposely to let the handsome blond guy know that he still had access to that ass. Noah scanned the girl from head to toe as he had done several dozen times so far. She was wearing a simple sensual clinging dress, made out of cotton that lovingly hugged the contours of her huge breasts, the valley of her flat stomach and the mouthwatering curves of her small waist and round ass. The dress was pink and white stripes. And her lean brown legs looked inviting as they disappeared under the fabric. He pictured his hands gliding up the girls legs under her dress, to their warm wet apex. She had rarely worn dresses when they were together. Only on special occasions and when she did, he loved it. She was ‘healthier’ back then though. It bothered her more than him. But she was much thinner now, and it only accented her curves and her ample breasts. He had loved eating her pussy and feeling her squirm and respond to his tongue. For an instant, he saw himself between her legs again, lapping at her wet sensitive flesh. He shuddered with delight as his dick stirred restlessly in his jeans. Her hair was long, curly and pulled back in delicious accumulations of curls. She always had shoulder length or shorter hair when they were together, and did everything in her power to keep it straight. She had tried to grow it out too, but to no avail. Now it was long, curly and blonde! Blonde. That’s why he barely recognized her. And it looked spectacular on her, set against her honey brown skin that was clear and beaming. She was a sight. More beautiful than she’d ever been. For the first time in a long time, he was regretting what had happened between them. Noah licked his lips again. His eyes’ scanning his ex’s body. She was giggling about something. Her breasts jiggled as she did. His cock stirred as he remembered her in bed with him, on all fours, slick with sweat. Her round ass wagging at him as he plowed into her, that cute little birthmark on her ass cheek. He tried to remember her scent, her taste. And cursed himself, when it didn’t easily come back to him. He wondered if she tasted the same. She was always a good fuck, even at the end. Especially at the end. Fuck! He thought. He wanted her, badly now. His dick began to grow between his legs remembering her warmth. For an instant, he saw them in his mind exchanging smiles, reminiscing over dinner and then fucking for old time’s sake. That’s how he wanted to end the day. Fucking her one more time. He clenched his teeth again. He had to stop doing this. She wouldn’t have anything to do with him. The thought of her slapping his face or kicking him in the nuts made him wince. But now seeing her, it was like the first time he had seen her, only better. “I bet she doesn’t have any kids either?” Michelle voice twanged as she rejoined Noah; she was looking hungrily at the blonde-headed man as the two were looking at Bree. Michelle took note of the blonde’s full lips and jade green eyes. His strong jaw and scruffy pale blonde stubble. The man had an understated confidence in his features, in his whole demeanor and Michelle like it. A lot. Michelle was a small woman with a body like a thin twelve year old girl, she was about 5’4” in her early 30’s, she had bursa escort bright blue eyes the color of ice and small bow like lips, that curled up impishly at the corners when she was happy. She was wearing a blue tank top that accentuated her small pert breast and black shorts, not to Lane’s liking. Her fine long mousy brown hair was pulled back in a pony tall. “Hmm?” The blond man said looking around at the two new comers. “Oh. This is my friend’s wife.” “Oh. I’m not your friend, schmuck?” Michelle huffed crossly. “Yes, you’re my friend,” Noah replied already exasperated. “This is Michelle and her husband Lane.” Lane sidled up slowly. He walked like he had no particular place to go and all day to get there. His hair was jet black and greasy looking and was across his head like a greasy mop. He brushed his unruly bangs from his face. “Hey.” He waved to the blond man. “Hey.” “Ah, my names Noah.” “I’m Keyes.” The blond said. “Why did you say that?” Keyes addressed Michelle now. “About no kids.” “Her breasts still look like they’re in good shape.” Michelle grabbed her own breasts A cups boldly, that had borne the brunt of 3 boys. “Hmm.” “I used to love sucking her titties. She’s got nice hard little nipples, like eraser heads. It was nice.” Noah said thinking out loud, as his mouth watered. “Why she is your ex…?” Keyes asked. “If you don’t mind me asking?” Noah did mind. He clinched his jaw but before he realized it, he answered. “She wasn’t what I wanted at the time. She definitely didn’t look the way she does now.” He licked his lips absently. The blonde man narrowed his eyes. “I bet she’s what you want now.” Keyes chuckled as he picked up another shirt. “It wouldn’t be so bad.” Noah said letting himself fantasize again. “But…” “But what?” Noah hesitated looking up at the potential competition, who was a good four inches taller that his 6’ frame. The man was lean but muscular, he was wearing a kelly green t-shirt that fit him well and accentuated his lean muscled arms. His chest was board and it was clear he was in shape. He was wearing black jeans that hung low on his lean hips and flip flops. Noah wasn’t made of dough though, he was in shape. He had stopped smoking the year before and had actually started using his gym membership. But the man standing next to him had a casual confidence like he didn’t do a damn thing to be in such great shape. The man looked down at Noah, and smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, if I’m asking too many questions?” “No. That’s no problem. In answer to your question, we didn’t exactly leave on the best terms.” “Hmm?” “He cheated on her.” Michelle chimed in. Noah groaned. “Yeah, I cheated on her.” Noah looked at the tall blonde man, who had to be at least the same age as he was or a bit younger. The man looked back at him, just a pleasant understanding smile. Nothing critical in his look. Inside Noah relaxed. “Oh. It’s hard coming back from that.” Keyes said. “I mean she forgave me afterwards. In fact, it was kinda cool because she was she beggin to stay with me. And even when I said forget it, she was still trying to be my friend.” “Really?” “Yeah, and we did have sex a few times after we broke up.” Noah puffed out his chest arrogantly. “I just went over to her place whenever I wanted some and she bent over and let me fuck the shit out of her, panting and moaning the whole time.” The muscles in Keyes jaw tightened, but he had such a pleasant look on his face that the three standing around didn’t notice. “Oh, you got it like that huh?” Keyes responded blankly, though he didn’t look at Noah. Noah stood a little taller as he smirked, satisfied with his prowess. She was head over heels for him. And as much as he had hurt her, she was still open to being in contact with him. He was the one that had cut all ties. “Well, I don’t want to brag.” Noah flippantly, as he smirked, looking back at the girl, his dick swelled as he looked at her; and he tried to adjust himself inconspicuously. She had totally been into him and with a little effort; he could get her back in bed. He looked up grinning at Keyes, who cocked his eyebrow and smiled. “Go for it then.” “What?” “Go for it man, I don’t see a ring on her finger.” Noah had taken notice of that as well. “You should go and just say hello.” Keyes continued in a taunting tone. “Do you think so?” “I told him to just go ahead and do it. I don’t want to be in the mall all day following her.” Michelle twangy voice whined. “You’re just jealous cause she’s hot now.” Lane chimed in lazily looking at Bree as she disappeared into the changing rooms again. Keyes nodded Noah on. Noah was feeling quite confident now, but he looked back at his new friend and wanted to make sure he was long gone before he made his move. Less competition that way. “I’ll wait until she’s done shopping.” “Hmm.” The four people stood in silence, the watered down pop music over the intercom filled the air as Noah continued to stare at the girl. “Why did you cheat?” Keyes asked so all of a sudden that it took Noah off guard. “Ah..You know how it is. I didn’t want to be tied down.” Keyes nodded without looking at Noah. “He fucked some girl at a fourth of July party one of our friends threw, ‘cause he was drunk and mad.” Michelle chuckled as she interjected again. “Poor Bree was so scared when he didn’t come home that night. She had thought he was in a car accident. She was texting him every thirty minutes. It didn’t even dawn on her that he was cheating on her.” “Lucky you.” Keyes responded plainly. “I did luck out on that.” Noah began. “ But we’d been dating off and on for like three years. We were living together at that point and I felt like she was thinking about marriage. And I definitely didn’t want to get married, not to her, not to anyone at that point. All I could think about was pussy, you know.” “Yeah.” Keyes said with a half-smile as he looked over his shoulder at Noah and gave him such a peculiar look, suddenly Noah felt guilty. “I mean, it wasn’t just that,” Noah continued not wanting the conversation to end, and wanting to justify himself in some way. “She wasn’t perfect either. She didn’t have a car so she relied on me for taking her around and that got annoying. She really didn’t hang out with any of her friends.” Noah left out the part that he didn’t like her friends and didn’t want them at the house he shared with her. bursa escort bayan “She was really clingy too, always wanting to be with me, always wondering where I was going; who I was with.” “I wonder why.” Keyes said under his breath. “Hmm?” “Nothing, go ahead.” Keyes said walking around the rack shuffling through some shirts as Noah followed him. “So the Fourth of July thing was the first time you cheated?” “No. See, I used to do promos for a local radio station, so there would be hot girls there and I’d hook up before or after the promo and go home.” “And she couldn’t tell.” “Well you see what I’d do,” Noah began with a smile thinking of how clever he thought he was at the time. “I would take a shower telling her that you know, the bar we were at was all smoky and dirty and I wanted to clean up before I got in bed with her.” “You had it all figured out huh? You didn’t get any baby’s mommas from all that shit, did you?” “Oh no.” Noah said with a relieved chuckle. “I kept a box of condoms in my car under the driver’s seat, and I never let her drive my car. So when I went out I would have some in my pocket at the venue incase anything popped off. I wasn’t ready for marriage or kids. Not even with her.” Noah’s voice was distant now. Thinking back to a time when he and Bree had talked about the having children together. The thought of what their now 5 or 6 year old child would look like crossed his mind. “Why’d you stay with her if you cheated so much? Did you even love her?” Keyes’ voice was hollow now. “Yeah I loved her.” Noah said indignantly as he glared at the man to whom he was spilling his guts. Keyes had moved to another rack. Noah absently followed him. Noah had loved her, at some point. His attraction for her was instant, as it was with most girls he saw. And the longer he knew her the more he had loved her. But he wasn’t ready to settle down and he had wanted to leave his options open. He had told her once, all the types of girls he had wanted to fuck. She was just one of many on his list. Love didn’t overwrite that list. Noah stood silent next to the man as he looked back at his ex; it looked like she was making a call on cell while her friend modeled for her. Disappointment spread across her face as she put her phone away and pouted. He remembered that pout. He had loved that pout and they ways he made her smile afterwards. She said something to her friend before she headed back to the dressing room. Wow! She had changed quite a bit and for the better it seemed. His dick lurched in his jeans thinking about the chance to be with her again. She had loved him, he reassured himself; in fact, in the beginning she had pursued him for several weeks before she gave up and he had gone after her. Granted that was after he was stood up by another girl he was trying to see at the time. He began to wonder if he shouldn’t go at least say hello and gauge things. He looked back at the blond man who was shuffling through another rack of shirts, his back was to the girls in women’s dept. Michelle had edged up next to him offering her advice on his fashion choice. Noah looked back at the girl that was once head over heels for him. She always made him feel like he was the center of the universe. “Forget it; she was always too good for you.” Lane said teasingly as a goofy grin spread across his face. “Shut the fuck up man.” Noah chuckled slapping him in the crotch. Noah rubbed his head again. This was turning into a very confusing afternoon and something told him to cut his losses and head home. But hope and his throbbing dick urged him on. “Do you have a girl?” Noah asked pretending to look at shirts waiting for the girls to come out of the dressing room. “Who me? Yeah.” Keyes said lighting up, but he quickly reigned in his joyous response. “You have a girlfriend?” Michelle puckered. “Yeah.” “Ooooh.” Noah smirked, hearing the self-satisfied tone in the man’s voice. “Is she the ‘one’ ?” “Yep.” Keyes said matter factly unable to hide his smile. “Really?” Noah said with a raised eyebrow, glad to hear the guy was off the market. “How did you know she was the ‘one’?” “I knew when I heard her laugh.” Keyes said stopping and looking out into space replaying the encounter in his mind. “I was in some book store, passing time while I was waiting to meet some friends for a movie. Walking through the aisles, bored as hell, and I heard this laugh. And it was like everything in me lit up and I knew it was ‘her’. I hadn’t even seen her yet, but right then it’s like a got an image of her in my mind, turned the corner and there she was laughing at some book she was reading. And I was done.” “I bet she’s hot?” “Yep, she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever see.” “C’mon, really?” “Yeah, I mean it’s not like I don’t recognize other beautiful girls,” Keyes winked a Michelle who blushed fiercely. “But for me, my girl is the most beautiful, cause she has everything I love, in just the right proportions. She smart and talented. She has her own car.” He said cocking his eyebrow at Noah. “She has her own career and friends. Though it’s my pleasure to take care of her, she doesn’t need me to. “She strong and happy. She makes me happy, and we don’t even have to do anything. Plus in bed or where ever we end up fucking, she’s a sex goddess.” “A sex goddess huh?” Lane said seeming to perk up. “She knows how to please me, just how to roll those hips or lick me, kiss me or touch me. Plus she knows how to please herself, which always end up pleasing us both. “And she’s insatiable.” Keyes pauses thinking of something exploits he and his girlfriend had taken part in. A delicious smile lingered on his lips, and Michelle licked her own. “She’s playful, too, though she likes it rough most times. Mmmm. She loves it when, I chase her, thrown her down. I hold her wrists, pounding into her and making her take it. Ohhh. That’s heaven.” Michelle, her nipples hard, her panties wet, licked her lips again imagining Keyes fucking her. She saw the bulge in his pants grow and she wanted a piece of it. But she looked over her shoulder at her husband who was smiling sheepishly at her. “She likes being spanked sometimes too. And I’ll smack that ass until its red and hot.” Keyes said almost panting now. His cock was at full attention now, but he didn’t care. “Oh. She especially likes fucking outside.” “Really?” “Yeah, she loves escort bursa that. We have a nice sized yard and it’s not like we would be seen. It’s not as if either one of us would care if we were seen. But that’s one thing that’s all ours. Fucking outdoors. “I never did it before her and I did a lot of shit. And she said no other guy she dated was brave enough to do it.” Keyes paused again to replay some scene. “We have the kind of sex, that when we cum, it’s like the universe makes sense for those few moments, you know.” “Oh yeah,” Lane said coming up behind Michelle and snaking his arms around her waist. “We’ve done that a few times.” “So are you guys gonna get married?” Michelle asked. “I want to.” Keyes said with a sigh. “You want to?” Noah asked incredulously. “Yeah.” “What, is she pregnant?” Noah chuckled. Keyes turned his head, his green eyes narrow slits of darkness as his gaze bore a hole into Noah. “Ah, I was just joking, dude.” Noah waved his hands in defeat. “It’s just that you’re a good looking guy. I would think you could have any girl you want.” “I have her… I mean I did my partying and all that shit. But it got boring. And maybe I’m weird but I feel I’ve always been looking for her.” “You mean a girl like her.” “No, I mean her.” “Oh.“ Noah was at a loss for words. But he was in awe. This guy was amazing. He had only been talking to him for a short while but he already liked him. “And she doesn’t want to get married?” “She thinks it’ll change us. Change what we have; change our dynamic. We’re pretty awesome when we’re together. And I don’t say ‘awesome’ at all, if I can help it. “But she just makes me feel like I can do anything. And when I’m with her most of the time, I can. I can’t imagine life without her now, and of course, I don’t like thinking about it before she was with me. “Anyway, we just have this vibe when we’re together, even when we’re not together. It’s fucking amazing. She’s like my best friend, my little sister and best lover I’ve ever had all rolled into one. But she just thinks marriage would somehow ruin that.” “You should be happy.” “Hmm. I told you, I’m weird. I wanna get married. I used to imagine it when I was little, having that one special person that I could grow with and love.” “You did?” Michelle said taken aback. “Yeah, but,… she says she never thought about getting married when she was little. Or her ‘big day’. She was a tomboy, and she never thought about being the princess; she wanted to be the prince.” Keyes laughed, still lost in thought as he continued absently. “I want the wedding though. I want to see her in that ball gown. I want her to have my name and all that but…It’s not like I’m gonna leave her if she doesn’t want it. So we’ll do it her way for a while.” “For a while?” “Yeah, I told her that I’d keep asking her every so often until she says yes. Even if we’re over 100 or whatever.” A contented smile rolled across Keyes mouth. “You should go talk to her.” Keyes said coming back to the current situation. “What?” “Your ex, go talk to her. You know you want to.” Noah looked back over to the dressing rooms. His heart skipped a beat for a moment, as the girl hadn’t come back out yet. He relaxed seeing the friend come out and call to Bree. “You’re gonna hate yourself if you don’t.” Keyes said pulling out his phone and tapping away on the screen. “It was nice meeting you all.” Keyes continued as he headed out of the store. “Hey, where you going? You can’t leave after all that.” Michelle said. “I have business to take care of and so do you, Noah. “ Keyes said nodding back at the girls that were disappearing deeper into the store. “Yeah, but… Hey we should hang out, get some beers sometime or something. I’m here in town for the next couple of days,” Noah said. He hated to admit it, but he had a man crush. And this guy Keyes was just too cool. “Let me give you my number.” Keyes smiled. “Tell me how it goes.” Keyes had said as he left after exchanging info. Noah sighed, he was sad to see him go. He seemed like he was pretty cool and he was interested to see this wonder woman who had stolen his heart. Noah went back on the stake out heading further into to the store to see where his Ex had gone. o “Are you gonna do this or not, schmuck?” Michelle asked as the three stood in the food court watching the girls contemplate lunch. Noah looked over at her scowling. He couldn’t rush this. A good fuck was at stake or at the least maybe a hand job if he played it right. He kept playing in his mind how much she had been in love with him. How much she had wanted him. No matter what, he’d know within the first few minutes if he’d have her either way. Michelle huffed again as Noah cut her dirty look before taking a deep breath and heading towards the two girls. Michelle and Lane were right on his tail, neither one wanted to miss what may happen. x Bree was looking at her phone, scrolling through her messages. No calls, only a lone text that read. Something came up; I won’t be there for lunch.  “It’s not like him not to call at least.” Bree said as she and her friend stood idly in front of the gourmet chicken kiosk. “Maybe there was a meeting.” Desia, Bree’s best friend and shopping companion said. Desia was a bit shorter than Bree and her naturally blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders like a veil. Desia had a body like a doll, a very sexy doll. Her full C cups stood proudly, a nice compliment to Bree’s D cups. She was wearing a cute form fitting polka dot dress with a red belt at the waist and platform red heels. “I guess.” Bree pouted. “I wanted him to see my new dress.” “Why? You’re gonna stay in it all of five minutes if he does.” “I know,” Bree said with a mischievous smile rolling her hips slightly. Desia whispered stepping closer to Bree. “I think that guy has been following us. I saw him when we were leaving that last store.” “What? Do you have another stalker?” Bree said teasing looking over her shoulder, when suddenly she froze, turning to face Desia eyes wide and horrified. “What?” “Remember # 3? That’s him.” Bree had taken to numbering her boyfriends as opposed to saying their names, and Noah Townsend was number three. “What? Really?” Desia said looking back at the man in question. “Were you drinking when you dated him cause he is so not –“ “I know, it was a bad time for me. I mean he was kinda cute.” She glanced back over her shoulder before looking back at Desia. “Where did that go?” Desia asked in a repelled tone. “I told you my brother hated him.” Bree said with a hollow smile. “I can see why? Oh, he’s coming over here.” “Shit.” Bree said taking a breath and squaring her shoulders.

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