1. A Lifetime in One Moment


    Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Mature, Virginity, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91.6, Source: sexstories.com

    I thought we were going to kiss. And then she turned away. Later that morning, while I was sitting on a chair taking a break, she was clearing off a shelf above her head with her back to me. I had been watching her intently, and now some of my late-night thoughts were coming back to me. I caught myself admiring her tightly wrapped, shapely bottom. I sighed. What a great looking ass, I thought in my own juvenile way. I started to focus on her crotch and felt a stirring deep inside of me; then I heard her voice. "Kevin, could you give me a hand here?" She was on her tiptoes, arms raised, trying to prevent a box from tipping and falling to the floor. I jumped up to assist. I stood behind her and reached for the box. I had to reach under her arm, and my whole body was pressed against hers. The box was heavy. "What is in here?" I asked, my lips close to her ear. "Medical Books." "Here, let me..." and I tried to push up with my legs to get the box to tip back. It was then that I noticed my erection. I was in a pair a fleece gym shorts, no underwear, and I could feel the softness of her bottom and the stretch of the fabric of her tight slacks as I lifted and pressed against her. I had to try again, and again there was the friction and the pressing. She reached back and put a hand on my hip to steady us, and then I could have sworn she arched her back ever so slightly, as if to offer herself for another rub. "I think I've got it," I said as I pushed the box back onto the shelf. We ...
    didn't move for a second. I was still pressed against her. Her hand was still on my hip. I was certain she could feel my erection. "Oh my," she sighed, "that was close." She turned, swiping her bottom across my turgid condition. I took one step back. "Whew," she wiped her brow. "It's getting hot out here. Maybe we should think about calling it a day." I must have looked like a deer in headlights. She smiled, never taking her eyes from mine. She leaned closer to me, until I could feel her breath on my neck and chest. She pushed my hair away from my face again. There was a long silence that made me feel awkward. When she spoke she startled me. "Tell me something, Kevin, do you ever think about me?" Now she looked down. I was still sprung below – straight out I am sure. I was too embarrassed to look. "Yeah, sure." "What do you think about?" That was a loaded question considering my recent thoughts. "I think..." I stammered. She put a hand on my chest and looked again in my eyes. "I think you're beautiful," I said finally, meaning it. "Really?" "Yes. I have always thought you were beautiful." "Thank you. I think about you, too, you know?" she offered. "What do you think about?" "Same thing, mostly. How beautiful you are, and how lucky you are." Again she pushed my hair away from my face. This time, she petted my head. "And I think about how much I am going to miss you." Again I had the surging sensation that I wanted to kiss her. "Do you ever think about..." now she was grinning ...
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