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Last week a FWB passed away from pneumonia complications resulting from chemotherapy. She was 40 years old (just a couple of months ago) and had been diagnosed back in 2008. I had only seen her once since the last hook up around 10 years ago and had only communicated sporadically via email since then until I joined Facebook shortly after she got diagnosed. Her passing was unexpected (to me) because her cancer, despite being stage 4, had started showing signs of shrinkage from the chemo. But her white blood cell counts had been down for months and I guess her system just got worn down too far.
She and I met online back in the days of AOL still being the mainstay ISP and trading pics still being a somewhat uncommon thing. You chatted for awhile and if that sparked interest, you met, and took it from there. I emailed her because her profile (another AOL thing from back in the days of 1997/1998) was about swing music, something I was really getting into at the time. Anyway, our correspondence led to three hookups, as I recall. Not mind-blowing or anything but what *did* happen each time that was new for me and very cool was simultaneous climax. We were pretty naturally compatible, i guess. She said I was the first guy to make her climax from regular sex and also the biggest she had had. (I am not huge at 6.75 long and 4.85 thick but hey, she was not the first to tell me that!) Anyway, fast forward a couple of years and I was having what I thought was a drought with my then-GF/now wife that had lasted about 2 1/2 months and she invited me over to help out. She had undergone gastric bypass since I had seen her and gone from a 5'2 gal weighing 185 with ginormous breasts to a very petite 125. That night and the next we had some of the best sex I have ever had. I still use those nights regularly as masturbation fodder. She climaxed 3 times each night and we covered all kinds of positions. The last night finished with an amazing missionary variation with me standing off the bed, her knees wrapped around my elbows as I braced my weight on the bed with my arms and was *pounding* her. And yet, somehow my balls were basically sitting/lazing on her asshole at the same time and it felt *so* good. Two fantastic nights.
Anyway, I was saddened by finding out about her death a few days ago on Facebook. The quandary was that I had nowhere to express this. All I told my wife was that an old friend, one I was not particularly close to or seen in years, had died of cancer. I think she assumed it was an old classmate. Nothing that merited a lengthy trip to a memorial, which I would have liked to have done. At the same time, I knew going to such a memorial would have been very awkward as she and I had never actually hung out in a social setting with any or her friends or mine. Finally, I don't have any guy friends immediately available to discuss this with since most of my current guy friends are also mutual friends with my wife.
So, here I am to say: I will miss Steph. She deserved far better in life. I treasure the sexual bond we shared. I hope she is in a better place. I regret that despite our mutual appreciation of swing music, we never danced together. I also regret never telling her that I still think of those nights from over 10 years ago
This experience has also made clear that I truly value the sexual experiences I have shared with other FWB/one night stands and I plan to let some of them I am still in touch with know that.
Anyway.....thanks to LPSG for the forum to express these thoughts.
She and I met online back in the days of AOL still being the mainstay ISP and trading pics still being a somewhat uncommon thing. You chatted for awhile and if that sparked interest, you met, and took it from there. I emailed her because her profile (another AOL thing from back in the days of 1997/1998) was about swing music, something I was really getting into at the time. Anyway, our correspondence led to three hookups, as I recall. Not mind-blowing or anything but what *did* happen each time that was new for me and very cool was simultaneous climax. We were pretty naturally compatible, i guess. She said I was the first guy to make her climax from regular sex and also the biggest she had had. (I am not huge at 6.75 long and 4.85 thick but hey, she was not the first to tell me that!) Anyway, fast forward a couple of years and I was having what I thought was a drought with my then-GF/now wife that had lasted about 2 1/2 months and she invited me over to help out. She had undergone gastric bypass since I had seen her and gone from a 5'2 gal weighing 185 with ginormous breasts to a very petite 125. That night and the next we had some of the best sex I have ever had. I still use those nights regularly as masturbation fodder. She climaxed 3 times each night and we covered all kinds of positions. The last night finished with an amazing missionary variation with me standing off the bed, her knees wrapped around my elbows as I braced my weight on the bed with my arms and was *pounding* her. And yet, somehow my balls were basically sitting/lazing on her asshole at the same time and it felt *so* good. Two fantastic nights.
Anyway, I was saddened by finding out about her death a few days ago on Facebook. The quandary was that I had nowhere to express this. All I told my wife was that an old friend, one I was not particularly close to or seen in years, had died of cancer. I think she assumed it was an old classmate. Nothing that merited a lengthy trip to a memorial, which I would have liked to have done. At the same time, I knew going to such a memorial would have been very awkward as she and I had never actually hung out in a social setting with any or her friends or mine. Finally, I don't have any guy friends immediately available to discuss this with since most of my current guy friends are also mutual friends with my wife.
So, here I am to say: I will miss Steph. She deserved far better in life. I treasure the sexual bond we shared. I hope she is in a better place. I regret that despite our mutual appreciation of swing music, we never danced together. I also regret never telling her that I still think of those nights from over 10 years ago
This experience has also made clear that I truly value the sexual experiences I have shared with other FWB/one night stands and I plan to let some of them I am still in touch with know that.
Anyway.....thanks to LPSG for the forum to express these thoughts.
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