I am taking a night class at the local college. My boss told me I had to take it or he would have to let me go. I hated the idea at first but when I found out who the teacher was going to be that all went away. Sarah lived just a couple of doors down when I was younger. She was friends with my older sister Jill, so I would get a chance to see her when she came to hang out with her. She was the first girl I remember being aroused by, but as far I could tell she never paid attention to me. The crush did not last long because she moved away when I was fifteen years old. It has been about eight years since I last set eyes on her.
When Sarah walked in the classroom I noticed that she has aged very well. Sarah is now 34 years old, her hair is much shorter than I remember but it looked very nice on her. She has put on a little weight but I must admit I like that. I like the look and the feel of curves on a woman. I watched Sarah the whole time she talked to the class and I am not sure I remember a thing she said. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Sarah had on a tight blue sweater that hugged the curves of her full breasts very nicely, a black skirt that was just above her knees and black stockings and heels that made her legs look very shapely.