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Several months ago, as my husband and I were having a couple of drinks in his man cave, he mentioned that his buddy Mike was going to reach out to me. I asked him why, and he explained that Mike was having issues with his wife and that they had split up. I wasn't completely shocked to hear it because I knew Mike hadn't been happy in a while. The last time that we had gotten together, he had mentioned that his wife wasn't putting out anymore, and it was frustrating him. He was looking for someone to talk to, and so he was going to reach out to me, for some advice.

Growing up, Mike was always the ladies' man, trying to fuck any woman who gave him attention. He loved fucking, and when he told me that she wasn't giving him a lot of action anymore, I knew it wasn't a good thing.

A few days later, I received a text from Mike, and the two of us went back and forth via text message for a couple of days, as I did my best to give him advice, as well as console him. Eventually, he invited me out for a cup of coffee, and I accepted. I figured it would be nice to meet in person, instead of texting over and over.

The following Tuesday, we met up at a café and after greeting each other, we were seated and enjoyed our coffee, while chatting. Mike still looked great after all these years, having always taken good care of himself. Back in the day, he always had a thing for me, but I never took the bait. I knew he had wanted to fuck me, and he tried several times to get me to go out with him, but I just wasn't interested. If it had been today, I probably would have jumped on his cock, because he looked so good.

As we chatted, he proceeded to vent, and I was basically a shoulder to cry on. I didn't mind, because I could tell he was hurt, and I hated seeing him that way. Mike was always the happy, go lucky kind of guy, and you never saw him down, so to see him like this, I knew he was hurting badly.

We ended up getting together for coffee several times, as he continued to vent and open up to me. We enjoyed each other's company and as time went on, I noticed him getting more comfortable with me as he began to complement and even playfully flirt with me. I started seeing signs of the old Mike, and it made me feel good. I enjoyed his compliments, and the flirting, since I didn't get hit on that often. It was welcomed attention, and I enjoyed it.

About a month after we started getting together, the coffee dates turned to dinner dates, and I continued to enjoy myself. My husband even joked around, telling me that I should just fuck Mike already and get it over with. He also knew Mike had a thing for me and he didn't care. At one point he even told me that he would love if Mike and I hooked up so we could live out our fantasies of fucking each other.

A few weeks after we started doing dinner, we were out at a restaurant and I noticed that Mike was laying the compliments and flirting a bit heavier that night. I enjoyed it and as we continued our dinner, we drank a bit and that's when he really began to open up.

He told me he was lonely and horny and hadn't been with a woman since he had split with his wife. I was surprised and felt bad for him as I had expected him to be banging several women already since he was a free man. After telling me all that, he shocked me with what he said next.

He looked me straight in the eye and confessed to always having a crush on me and told me how much he wanted me back of the day. I was aware of it, but didn't say anything as he continued to confess to me. He told me that I was great looking back in the day and that I still looked amazing today, and that his feelings hadn't gone away. He proceeded to tell me that he would love to extend the evening with me, if I was willing to give him the chance, so that we could have some fun. I was surprised with how straight forward he was being about it and at the same time couldn't believe my ears. He was literally inviting me to go fuck him.

Without really thinking it through, I just smiled and nodded at him. Before I knew it, he had paid the bill, and we were on our way out of the restaurant.

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