I abhor reunions of any type. We had a milestone reunion approaching. When the notice arrived, I shredded it without a reply. Aside from sports, my high school experience was forgettable. In part because of whom I chose as friends and having ADHD.(even though there was no diagnosis at that time)
Being impulsive and loquacious got me into more trouble than I will share here. Also, a quick temper only added to my misery. There was one bright spot, Carolyn. Unfortunately, peer pressure kept me from seriously dating her. My clique did not approve of her and constantly teased me about seeing her.
My first sexual experiences, short of intercourse, were with Carolyn. Making it look like I didn't care for her made her feel used. My lack of empathy was nothing to be proud of, but peer pressure was too much to endure. I managed to turn what should have been a deep connection into a convoluted mess.
All of that was many years ago, and I never thought we'd see each other again.
Fate has a funny way of intervening. I was at my son's house doing some work for him. When I finished, I had to stop at a store to pick up some items for the project. Upon exiting the store, I noticed a woman across the way had dropped some plants. She looked like she needed help, so I offered. As she turned around, I was surprised to see that it was Carolyn. At first, she was a bit surprised, but I told her my son lived nearby.
I then received a big hug, and she said she was thrilled to see me. We both picked up her plants and put them in her car. Carolyn then asked if I would like to stop by to reminisce since I did not attend the reunion.
"Sure, I have some free time," I said.
"Just follow me," she said eagerly, "I'm 5 minutes away."
Upon arriving, I helped her with her purchases. Her home was quaint and neat. No one else was home, so I milled around until she returned with some lemonade. We retired to her family room and began discussing the past. ( Unbeknownst to her, I had looked her up online and knew she was married and had two sons)
Carolyn explained that her sons were successful and lived near them and that her husband still worked and was away on business. I gave her a recap of my life since high school as well. She then asked me why I had never been to ANY reunions. I explained that I had graduated high school and didn't want to relive it. She said she was saddened because she had always wanted to reconnect.
I told her that I did have fond memories of our time together. She brought up our parking escapades and one memorable evening in the basement of her home. Carolyn then asked why we could never seem to be a couple.
Here is where I felt the need, to be honest.
"It was all my fault," I started to explain." I never meant to treat you as callously as I did. It was wrong of me in so many ways. I am asking for your forgiveness even though I don't deserve it.
Carolyn slid over on the couch and gave me a peck on the cheek.
Our eyes met, and she said, "Yes, I forgive you. I could never understand why we couldn't connect. It confused me and made me feel inadequate. I have a confession too. I still have feelings for you."
I sat stunned and speechless.
Then she whispered, "Do you ever wonder what could have been?"
"Many times, but I never thought we'd reconnect, "I told her.
"Well, here we are, and there's no time like the present."
"I agree, but we're both married." I stammered.
"Not looking for a long-term relationship. I'm curious to know what we missed. Aren't you?"
Before I could answer, she leaned in and gave me a soft sensual kiss.
"Just like the very first one. I whispered.
I've rehearsed this in my head, never thinking I'd get the chance," she replied.
We continued to kiss passionately, just as we did years ago. As we kissed, things began stirring in my pants. I quickly attained an erection that was yearning to breathe free. I didn't want to rush things, but Carolyn knew what she had caused.
Carolyn eagerly reached for my zipper and deftly unbuttoned my pants. She slowly removed my penis from its confines and immediately began stroking it.
"Why the rush??" I said. "Let's take it slow."
"It's been so long," she said. "I've longed for this moment."
"So have I, so let's make it last."
I could see her nipples protruding through her shirt. I reached up and gently pinched them.
"See what you do to me?" She chuckled.
I reached for the hem of her shirt, but she pushed my hands away.
"Please let me do it. I've always wanted to reveal myself to you."
As I watched, she grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it up and over her head. As she did so, her breasts were right at eye level, beckoning me to minister to them.