Many nights I sat and thought about that night in my music teachers car, it was just over 5 years ago now as I have not long turned 23. It was no lie that what I felt for him was more than sexual attraction although it did play a big part in it. We did have a bit of fun for a few months and then I graduated never seeing him since it was such a shame he was the first (and only) man to give me an orgasm. Guys after when I left school and went to college never lived up to Zachary aka Mr Danes. I missed him a lot and the first few months I did cry a lot but what can you do? Not much really. I learned that he didn't really care for me the way I did him and that he wasn't going to come for me. I was just a bit of fun that excited him although I don't any more, that much was pretty obvious.
I stood in the shower letting the hot water fall onto my head. I had shorter hair since from when I was in school. It was now just to my shoulders and dark brown. Other than that I looked the same. When I finished my shower I walked into my bedroom, clad in a fluffy white towel and looked at my reflection in the full length mirror. I dropped the towel and looked at my naked body. From what I could see their was no reason for him to not want me. I work out regular even more so now but I had a hot body back then too. My breasts were just the right size not to big nor too small. I had a nice tight and firm ass and my pussy was tight and always bare. I just didn't get it what is so bad about me?
I dressed in some short denim cut off shorts as it was hot out and a plaid white red and blue shirt. I let my hair dry and ran the straightener through it then applied my usual makeup. A few dabs of perfume to the wrists and just behind the ears and I was good to go. It was my day off work so I thought I'd do some well earned clothes shopping.
It's so hot out I really wish that I had worn a vest or something, I thought to myself as I walked down the side walk I had brought some jeans and stuff and all I wanted to do was go home and have a cold bath or something, I should really invest in a pool. I wasn't paying attention as I was knocked off my feet and onto my backside.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" A male voice asked, I was sure I knew that voice but I just couldn't place it.
I looked up into a pair of bright blueish green eyes and my breath caught in my throat. Of course I knew the voice.
"Shannon?" His forehead creased into a frown and I felt my heart drop, he didn't look happy to see me at all.
"Yes," Was all I said then stood up and walked away in the opposite direction before I started crying again.
Seeing him again in the flesh for the first time in 5 years just brought it all back and it felt like I had just graduated again, those feeling welling up in my stomach making me feel almost nauseated. I also felt extremely turned on the same way I always was. As usual when I was around him the dampness between my legs was there but got worse when he called out to me again. I ignored him, he just wasn't worth all that hurt again. I felt a hand on my shoulder, turning me around.
"What the fuck do you want?" I asked harshly, his eyes flashed with hurt and made me feel bad but I pushed it to the back of my mind, his hurt is nothing compared to what I went through.
"I guess I deserve that," He started and I laughed at him then cut him off.
"You GUESS? You know what Zach, you are the most fucking.." I couldn't finish it off my heart was pounding in my chest. I just couldn't turn my feelings for him off, I couldn't even tell him off for leaving me either.
"Why?" I breathed out helpless and breathless.