1. Best Man


    Date: 6/20/2016, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    I walked along the South Bank in London, a popular walk along the river Thames. All sorts of cultural events and street artist perform there; it is very entertaining anytime, any day. My mobile rang; it was Tom, a friend of mine from New York. I hadn’t seen or heard from him in over a year. Tom and I studied together and graduated together. We both qualified in mechanical engineering here in Oxford, England. Tom moved to the States soon after we graduated twelve years ago. He got a job in an engineering company and made his way up to a position in management. I stayed back in England; got a job and studied further to get my doctorate. My name is Kevin. I’m thirty five, six foot one inch tall and slim. I’m not married nor have a girlfriend. I have my own house, a three bedroom detached property in Oxford. Tom got married to Natasha, a very petite lady, who is thirty years old and has her own business – a little shop selling hand crafted items. I was best man at their wedding six years ago, that’s when I first met Natasha. Natasha and I got on very well together. We enjoyed each other’s company and sense of humour. I had only been able to visit them for the wedding period, which was around ten days, and during that time we got on very well. When I got back home, we would all talk on the phone or Skype. But with one thing and another that all petered away, and our contacts became less and less frequent. I was the one who would call, but got the distinct feeling that I was ...
    intruding – especially from Tom. Back to the call, Tom had called because he had seen my name as a presenting author for a paper to be presented in New York at a conference he planned to attend. He said that he would take a few days off work so that we could catch up on things. He also said he would meet me at the airport to pick me up. I agreed and two weeks later I landed in New York, where Tom, true to his word, picked me up. He saw me immediately and I heard him shout out my name as I came out of customs. We greeted each other and he then drove me to his place in Manhattan. I knew his place was a one bedroom flat, so I had already booked a nearby hotel for me. Natasha was at work, so Tom and I spent some time together. We chatted and he took me around Central Park. It was around six in the evening when Tom suggested we have a few drinks for old times’ sake. Tom said that Nat would be home soon, around seven, and we could all go out for a meal. I didn’t mind a late night as the conference wasn’t due to start for a couple of days. I had come early just to make sure I recovered from the jet-lag. Natasha got home and we greeted each other. I was so glad to see her again. Natasha’s a very pretty woman, as I have mentioned a petite frame, has long red hair and green eyes. We went out that evening and had a really nice meal which I insisted on paying for, as a thank you for picking me up. I had noticed that Tom drank quite a lot, but thought not to mention it. The conference was to go ...
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