The concert had just begun and everyone was jostling for the best position. This sexy little brunette in front of me kept standing on her tippy toes, jumping up and straining to see Norah. She was obviously a devoted fan so I decided to give her some much needed help.
I picked up her tiny body, placed her blue jean clad ass on my six foot high shoulders and said, "How's that?"
She hooked her legs around my back and yelled, "Hell yeah! It's like I've got my own front row seat! Is my butt too heavy? You didn't have to do that, you know. I'm used to being the shortest. It's a good thing I'm not nearly as fat as I used to be or you probably wouldn't have even attempted to pick me up like so."
I chuckled, "Don't bet on it. Since I've got the sexiest woman in the whole damn house riding me, you could be twice your weight and I'd still carry your pretty ass! You just let me know when you're ready to get down, okay? By the way, what's your name? What? Speak up, I can barely hear you!"
"It's Shelly, but you can just call me Shel for short!"
"God, you smell nice, Shel! I once knew a girl who's natural scent was eerily close to yours. Wait a minute!"
I let my riding woman down and actually looked at her face for the first time.
"Holy shit! Is that you, Shelly Marchant? I can't believe it, after all these years and you couldn't be looking better if I were dreaming!"
"So, you like what you see, huh? Well, that's me all right. If you're who I think you are, then kiss me and I'll know for sure."
I nuzzled into her ear and whispered, "Remember Cottage Park? The sprinklers? How we both came and came again and again and your pussy kept getting wetter and wetter? God, we must have fucked all night, then went to my place and slept in the mess we had just made of my new brand new sheets."
Shelly giggled, then moaned in my ear while stroking the growing bulge in my Levis. "Yeah, I remember. How could I forget the best piece of ass I had ever known? Let's do it again, Derek. I want you so fucking bad, my panties are already soaked. Fuck me right here, you loverboy, you! I haven't been laid like that in more than an old dog's age!"
"An old dog's age?" I chided, then wrapped my arms around her petite waist and pulled Shelly close while nibbling a taut, rosy nipple.
"Well that means it must have been a long fourteen years building up all of this sexual tension. I can see you've lost some considerable weight, but it certainly wasn't in those magnificent tits of yours now was it, Shel?"