I don't know why it happened or how, but I'm happy that it did.

I drove home from work, the entire time waiting for someone to call me to invite me out somewhere. Unfortunately, no one did and I ended up staying home on a Friday night. When I first got there I chatted with Mom for a while and then went to my room.

I was extremely horny and lay in bed slowly stroking myself and texting some girls to see if I could arrange a get together, but no one was available. I gave up and started stroking faster as I gave into the temptation of jacking off.

This story is from about seven years ago now. I was still in my 30s; just and had been single for a while - indeed celibate for about a year! I broke this particular fast in a most startling and unexpected fashion. It’s true, that the most spontaneous sex is always the best, particularly when there’s an element of the taboo. As there was here.

For over three months I had availed myself of Amy’s eager mouth and pussy. For a girl who hadn’t been dating and didn’t really want a relationship, she was a very enthusiastic lover. It’s true, apart from our night in Derbyshire, we hadn’t eaten out, gone for walks or had a drink in the pub. Our relationship was ninety nine percent sexual. I would have said one hundred, but she served me in the refectory of a local nature reserve and I had given her lifts home. Since our meeting, Amy had past her test and now drove a second hand car, which precluded my services in that direction.

My lusty male urges had not only been satisfied but indulged to the maximum, after entering into my no strings arrangement with Amy. In a week or so, I had ended an almost year long sexual fast in spectacular fashion. I had fucked her three times at my home and once in the bucolic Rutland countryside.

In the morning I woke up and looked around, I was alone in Dany’s bed. I stood up and put on my jeans and shirt and walked into the kitchen, Dany was making breakfast as I walked in “smells good.” I said, she smiled and said “probably tastes better, she put the pan down and walked over and I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her deeply she separated and continued I sat down at the table and watched her work.

Me and Dany go way back, we met when we were in Kindergarden and have remained close for who know’s how long, this year was when I really started to get interested in her, I noticed she had developed more, her chest jutting out, her butt getting bigger, she was skinny, but in an attractive way, kept fit from her years in track, her raven black hair reaching to the middle of her back, and her skin dark and tan from the time out in the sun.

The damp spot, again.

Rachel stood in the middle of her living room, large eyes surveyed the furniture in a sweeping arc, taking in the expensive carpet, the beige leather sofa, coffee table with its customary one or two magazines carelessly strewn on the polished ash effect top.

It was the end of July and my usually predictable lifestyle had been disrupted, albeit pleasantly by a third year biology student called Amy. I had been single for a year and that was a long time for me. Suddenly one reaches a certain age and the urges are still there but the opportunities seem to grow fewer. I had been with my ex girlfriend for three years. I was forty one when I had met her. The shock of turning forty had passed and I felt good to be in a relationship.