Here goes with a true story of a slow burner: Back in the early 2000s, I got chatting on line to a very attractive girl who was living in Scotland at the time. After a couple of months, as luck would have it I had to travel to Edinburgh on business and arranged to meet her in the evening. She was every bit as beautiful in the flesh as she was on line, slim, pretty face, long hair, well dressed and a reasonable pair of tits. We went out for dinner, then back to my hotel, but sadly it went no further. I kept in touch with Kate over the years, we emailed regularly, she kept me updated on her various dating antics and had now moved to London. I arranged to meet up with her a few times at her place when time allowed, and in general we chatted, smoked, went for drinks in local bars and generally had a great time, as friends only. One Friday before Christmas a few years back, I managed to get an evening away and arranged to meet her, out for drinks and a curry and have a good catch up. I would stay over at hers, then home the following morning. So we did the usual, met at hers, smoked a bit, she got changed and we went out for a few drinks. Later in the evening, we headed back to hers and were sat on the bed listening to music, and generally chilling out. She had her leg across mine and I stroked her shin area. Lovely and smooth legs I commented. Hmm, something a little further up my jeans is also lovely and smooth if you want to stroke that. My eyes nearly popped out of my head - I was resigned to only ever being friends and hadn't tried anything on. Not needing a second invitation, I unfastened her jeans and slid them off to reveal a neat white g string. I leaned forward and we kissed, passionately our tongues explored mouths and my hands slid under the neat white t shirt. I fondled her tits through her bra, then reached around and unclipped it. Her nipples were small, pert and stood to attention. I explored further and then took up the offer to remove her g string to reveal a gorgeous, silky smooth pussy. I pushed her back onto the bed and stroked the smooth skin. I kissed down her stomach and then allowed my tongue to explore her pussy. She had fabulous full lips and I spent what seemed an age licking and sucking. I moved up slightly and she lowered her head and took my rock hard cock into her mouth and worked her magic, making me feel like I wanted to explode. But I didn't want to waste my load there, so I pushed her back onto the bed and slowly slid my cock into her. She was so wet and nice and tight around my girth. I slowly started to fuck her, long slow, deep strokes, she moaned with pleasure each time I entered her. We fucked for what seemed like ages, she reached a panting orgasm as I felt her pussy pulsating around my cock. Eventually I needed to come and pulled out to spunk across her tits. Don't waste it she gasped and took my cock into her mouth, so I shot a hot load into her eager mouth, she licking my cock and tasting every drop. We both laid on the bed and dozed for a while. I woke in the early hours, horny as fuck and repeated the performance, as I did again the following morning before I had to leave. We still keep in touch and are good friends, though she is now married so the occasional meets have unfortunately ended, but I carry great memories of that early Xmas present. Every detail of this story is 100% true, with the exception of the ladies name.