Oh my god! Had it really been over a year since they had last seen each other? Charlotte had received the text that morning to great surprise:
"Hey Charlotte. I moved here about a month ago. Did you want to meet me tonight? Don't know anyone here really. Dan x"
She had thought of Dan constantly since moving away from home. The gorgeous guy she had desired since first spotting him in the university canteen. He had really tried to impress her with his knowledge of historical books and subtle flirting. If she was honest with herself, he need never have worked so hard. She would have fucked him there and then. No. Maybe not there. Maybe wait until they were alone.
Charlotte had never considered herself a sexy girl. She was round in face and would never have a body like those supermodels in magazines, but she still felt like she was pretty with her 'smiling eyes' and curvy features, and what many considered her best physical feature; large 34GG breasts. Strangely these were her least favourite feature. She could never find clothes that fit around their largeness, making any shirt bulge and stretch.
Anyway, she knew that Dan had found her attractive that day. They had talked for hours, and had flirted through the entire year of their teaching degree. They'd even come close to kissing once.
Something WOULD have happened. She knew it.
But then she got the call. She had been granted a teaching post far away from home. He unfortunately stayed.
This text was the first time he had contacted her since moving. Why hadn't he told her he had moved here????
She had tried to move past her infatuation with a man who seemed to have no desire to ask her out (and why could I never get the courage to ask him, eh?). She had come close to fucking a few times, but his face always popped into her head. No. Some part of herself still wanted to save herself for him.
She stared at the phone a few more seconds before typing a reply:
"Sure. How about tonight? It would be great to see you. x"
Pressing send, she waited anxiously for his reply. It came a few moments later.
"6pm at the river bank ok? x"
"Definately. See you then. x"
***
He had been so uncertain that she would never reply. It had been over a year. Yeah, he had wanted to call her and ask how the job was going, but somehow every time he tried he hung up the phone and attempted to forget his curvy friend.
Yes, he had lusted over her at first. Her body was extremely seductive, and what made it worse was that she was completely unaware of how men felt about her body. Her breasts were huge, and those long legs of hers were begging to be wrapped around his waist and he fucked her tight, wet pussy.
But then he'd spoken to this gorgeous girl. She was funny, sarcastic and always challenging his ideas. He had grown past his lust and grown to truly care for Charlotte. But somehow, he could never get round to asking her. He felt a complete idiot for losing his opportunity when she moved away. He had not had sex in two years. He only wanted one woman, and she was nowhere in sight.
Then he received the job he'd been waiting for. He was teaching at a school close to Charlotte's.