Where it all began....
I visited our park today. You know the one where it all happened or should I say started. That park in Montclair. I never knew it existed until you invited me there one afternoon late that Spring. You said we could go on a nature walk as there was a river that ran through it and a bunch of trails that led deep into the wooded area.
It seems like yesterday, but in actuality it must have been 20 years ago or more. It's just like it occurred the other day whenever I drive past there. You moved away so you never have to be reminded or think of that day where it all began like I do. So unfair.
I remember you had on nylon biker shorts and an athletic T-shirt that had firm support for your large boobs. I on the other hand also wore shorts but only a sleeveless top without a bra as I wasn't half the size that you were.
We met at the park and as I approached the path I saw you 'stretching' your legs against a bench. There was a fountain not far in the distance that had a huge spray providing the sound of rushing water. The sun was big and bright and there was just a slight breeze in the air. Most of the foliage was just starting to bloom and turn green giving off a wonderful smell of freshly cut grass.
We were best friends since college. It seemed we were as close as two friends could be without being physical. That is until that one unforgettable day in the park.
There never seemed to be a time that we didn't have tons of topics to talk about. As we walked along we shared our day-to-day lives with one another. You were telling me about a date you had the night before. It seemed that after months of dating, you just hadn't found the right person yet. I sympathized with you as I too was going through lists of guys every other Friday or Saturday night. No one intrigued me enough to want to go on a second date.
We started out walking and then went into a slow jog going deeper into the park. The foliage was so thick that it seemed like nightfall as the trees blocked the sunshine from lighting our path. I remember looking over at you as we jogged along watching your boobs bounce slightly up and down and listening to your breathing as it got heavier and heavier.
Not sure what it was but you wanted to stop for awhile and rest. I agreed. We went a few feet off the path into the wooded area. You were leaning against the tree with your hands on your knees as you waited for your heart to slow down and you're breathing to return to normal.
"Are you okay?" I asked as you stood upright.
"Yes, I'm fine. Why?"
"I don't know you just seem a little weird that's all."
You looked at me and focused on my chest. My nipples were hard and protruding through my shirt as you brazenly asked,
"Can I feel them?"
"Feel what" I said immediately looking down at myself as I didn't have a clue as to what you were asking. Then it dawned on me. You meant my breasts.