I tried to move on and not think about Erin, but there would be something each day that would trigger a memory of the time we spent together. I could not get her out of my mind for even 24 hours before she would pop up and I would start getting hard, every time.
I tried dating to get over her and keep her from constantly dominating my thoughts and dreams. She was the star of my dreams each night when I would drift off the sleep, visions of her sexy little fun size gymnast body riding my cock, while she begged me to make her pregnant.
When I did go out on a date, I couldn't stop comparing my date to Erin, I would drift into lala land while my date was talking, thinking about cumming in Erin, about trying to penetrate her deeply and inseminate her even deeper. I had fallen in lust with Erin and I was infatuated with her sexy mind and body.
The job I was working on started to feel like a prison sentence that was keeping me from seeing her again. I knew I wouldn't be able to be with her, due to her being married and raising a child, but I had to at least see her one more time.
I spent a lot of time thinking about Erin and what our child would look like, and if I would get to meet her or him someday. I tried to erase her husband in my image of what I thought her relationship would look like and edit myself into the image instead. I realized I liked the idea of Erin our I with a kid, living together as a family.
It seemed like the longest year of my life, but I was finally down to the last couple of days. I had most of my stuff packed and come 5pm Friday, I would be free to head back to my home town. I had a plan in place and would be staying with my parents for a couple weeks while I found a place to rent and get settled in. I was looking forward to being home with family and the friends I grew up with.
I had been thinking about Erin nonstop during the trip home and as much as I wished I could see her again, I didn't want to create any problems with her relationship, or upset her life as a mom. I started opening the "what if" door and it was driving me crazy thinking about the options.
I didn't even know where she was living. I knew I could go through Brian's sister to get Erin's number if I wanted to contact her, but figured I would get settled in and at least relax and enjoy some time with family for a week or two, before trying to reach out to her.
I had only been home two days and hadn't even let my friends know I was back in town yet. I decided I would stop by the local grocery store so I could get something to throw on the BBQ for dinner tonight, as I was filling the cart with the good stuff, dreaming about Erin's amazing personality and rocking body, thinking about how right it felt to be with her.
When I pictured in my head what the two of us did that night I started getting hard. An amazing calm happy feeling engulfing my body, bringing a huge smile to my face, as I noticed a cart coming into view at the end of the isle. I started thinking about hiding my growing erection and huge silly smile, before the person pushing the cart came into view.
The cart turned towards me, and when the person pushing the cart came into view, it was Erin. When we made eye contact it was like getting hit by emotional lightning. I wish I had the eloquent fancy vocabulary to describe the magical, uncomfortable orgy of unscheduled emotions that slammed us both when we made eye contact.
The best I can do to describe the feeling, is whatever it is inside us that controls our emotions and chooses when to fire each specific emotion, said "Fuck it Scotty, fire everything we've got." I could see the matching look in Erin's eyes as she got close, confirming our shared experience, with a shy smile, Erin asked.
"I heard you moved out of state, are you visiting family?"
I let her know I had completed the out of state project and was living in town now, looking for a place and staying with family until I got moved in. Her smile seemed to get brighter when she learned I was back for good, until I asked about her boyfriend/husband. She looked shy and a little uncomfortable as she had a hard time making eye contact, she said.
"I wasn't completely honest with you when we met and I have a few confessions I need you to know about. I hope you can forgive me for not being completely honest with you. I understand if you can't. I don't think this is the best place for this conversation so, can I make dinner for you at my place and we can talk Friday evening?"
I told her I would love to come over for dinner. She looked relieved and gave me a big hug before exchanging contact info so we could finish our shopping. I felt bad for my parents and sister trying to socialize with me for the next five days while I was busy exploring Erin-land in my imagination, wondering why there was no sign of a husband or daughter.
It seemed like the longest week of my life, but it was finally time to head over to Erin's place for dinner and whatever it was she needed to confess. I was reluctant to tell her how I felt the last time we were together. I wasn't going to make the same mistake this time.
Erin looked amazing when she opened the door and invited me into her home. I noticed she had let her hair grow longer due to no longer competing in gymnastics and she was wearing a silky little sundress that showed off her amazing legs and sexy hips, as I followed her into the kitchen.
Erin was excited and anxious, deciding to get it all out quickly, as she explained that there was no boyfriend. Vickie and Erin had made up the whole boyfriend part of the story because Vickie knew me well enough to know I was the kind of guy that would fall victim to my instinct to "Rescue" a pretty woman in distress.
Erin had been talking to Vickie for quite a while about finding the right guy to slay her virginity, and make her first time better than average at the very least. Erin said Vickie had suggested me, because she knew me pretty well, since I had been friends with her brother for several years, and she had spent plenty of time with me over the years.
Vickie told Erin, she had seen me at the pool several times over the years, and knew for a fact that I had something above average in my swimsuit, that would make a woman's first time memorable. She said the rest of the boyfriend story was made up, to get me excited about being her first and hopefully motivate me to do my best to please her.
Erin told me she really was completely unprotected and in the middle of her ovulation, when we went out for dinner on Valentine's Day. She said she already had the "Didn't pull out in time" Pill for several months before we met that night, knowing she would want to feel everything, the way it was supposed to be, when her first time happened.
She was ready to be a mom. She just wasn't ready to be single mom after having sex for the first time, so she took the pill just in case. Erin said she would have skipped the plan B, and if pregnant would have kept the baby if she actually thought I would have been interested in more than a one night stand.
Erin suggested we eat dinner while it was hot and ready, and then talk more after. I was hungry and thinking about how lucky I was to not have to deal with an ex-boyfriend or husband in the picture. Dinner was the perfect time to ponder the newfound information that freed up so many possibilities.