1. A Lifetime in One Moment 2


    Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Mature, Virginity, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    she intended to say more. "I am going to be brutally honest with you right now, okay?" I nodded. "What I did, throwing myself at you like that yesterday, it was very selfish of me..." "No it wasn't..." She squeezed my hand. "Shh. Just listen. You don't leave for college till Saturday. Between now and then, you will..." She stopped to gauge her words. "All right both of us will want to, um..." "Do it again," I said nodding my head eagerly as I tried to help her along. She smiled "Yes. Do it again," she acceded. That was great, I thought. "But we can't," she added, bursting my bubble. "Why not?" "Because it will spoil everything. I hadn't really thought this through until just now, Kevin." She was articulating her words carefully. "I wanted to think that what happened yesterday was unique and special, our little secret. That's how I rationalized it. But really..." She stopped and I got the impression she was welling up with tears. "But really, I was just desperate." Now she stopped because she couldn't speak. I felt like I had to say something to let her know I understood. "You were lonely and sad," I started, and she nodded, "and you thought that maybe I could make that go away for a while." "Yes." She forced out the word. "And you trusted me." She looked at me with a mix of embarrassment and pain and confusion. She closed her eyes. "You are a remarkably perceptive young man." Then she opened her eyes and looked hard into mine. "Yes I trusted you, but I was also taking ...
    advantage of you." I started to interrupt her but she squeezed my hand and cut me off. "I wanted to be with you so badly, Kevin, that I was willing to overlook a lot of things, including your feelings and the obvious consequences, and that was selfish and wrong, and I'm sorry." I wholeheartedly disagreed, but I decided not to argue with her. "Did it work?" I asked finally. "What?" "Did the loneliness and sadness go away?" She smiled and exhaled. "Yes. You were wonderful." "Then there is nothing to be sorry about." Again I understood. I stood up and pulled on her hand. "One last kiss?" I asked with resignation. "Yes, of course," she replied. We embraced and we kissed with great tenderness and affection. I would see Laura only two more times. On Thursday I cleaned her pool. Brad was buying my business, and I brought him along so I could introduce Laura to him. There was a part of me that wanted to leave Brad out of the picture, a part of me that was hoping (just as she had predicted) that I would have a chance to make love to Laura that afternoon. But in the end I knew that was impossible. Laura was excited to see us and, of course, she made iced tea. After the pool was clean the three of us chatted on the patio. We talked mostly about my upcoming departure, but also about Laura's impending move to San Diego. She told Brad she would recommend him to the new owners. She was hoping it would be only a matter of weeks. When it was time to go, she pulled me aside and said, "I wanted to ...