It had been three long years since last seeing her. Now back in town I found a few of her old friends but most of them didn't know what happened to her. Finally I did find one that told me she'd rented a home and had a current live-in, that didn't like her talking to old friends, but didn't know the address.
She and I had been lovers for two years before I left for a new job. I'd asked her to go with me and even to marry me but her family convinced her not to go.
I'd usually hire into someplace for a time to design and develop a new idea or product all the way to market then look for another task at a new company. Finally I'd been offered a job at a company that would have me busy continually doing what I wanted with more new products but it was over a hundred miles away. I'd explained to her how long I'd wanted a job like it where I could develop continuously but she too had a job that was similar in some ways and one job is where we first met.
She was a Kelly Girl that hired into a place and fixed or corrected things at a business. She was good at it and had earned her CPA right out of University but never wanted a day-to-day job that grew mundane. The Kelly people knew she wanted jobs longer than a day or two and preferred those for weeks or a few months where she could do a job right and then move on. Kelly had learned and did all they could to develop her in that direction. She could do anything in an office from fixing filing systems to bookkeeping, accounting or fully reorganizing an office or staff but after a job she always wanted the freedom to take off for days or weeks on her own.
Since I'd left town and gone to the new job I'd wanted to come back, see her and make love to her the way we always had. My other reason for returning was to assume and build a new division of that same company years after I'd originally left and agreed to work. I'd suggested to upper management it be located in my old hometown, they'd agreed and promoted me.
Finally I found her name. I hadn't looked before but her number was in the telephone book and when I called found she really was living with a guy in a small rented home. They'd been together for two years and he'd never even wanted to talk marriage with her. He would leave her alone all day, some nights and many weekends while he played.
She told me she'd missed me although we hadn't even talked during this last three years but before I hung up the phone she invited me over to meet her live-in and have dinner then suggested I bring a girl.
I knew her address now and drove over and passed her place hoping to catch a glimpse of her and then parked on a corner for a while hoping she might come out. I didn't know what she was doing, if she was still job switching or if she was still a Kelly Girl. I was almost certain though that she was still working and not a stay-at-home girl.
Finally one night as I drove slowly through her neighborhood I saw her riding away from me on a bicycle. It really was her. She was wearing some kind of really tight black pants and sports bra and was concentrating on her pedaling as I passed. She hadn't seen me but I remembered those great full breasts, thighs and perfect buttocks. She was never a small girl and had added perhaps thirty pounds or more but they went in all the right places and I had an instant physical response below the steering wheel. She really looked good.
It had been a long time and I went looking for a date to bring for the dinner but I had trouble remembering any other girl to even ask. Finally I made a call back and she suggested someone we each knew that was still available.
I called the girl even though I remembered that she and I had never gotten along well but she accepted and Thursday night that week I picked her up and we drove over to the old girlfriend's place.
We arrived about ninety minutes before dinner was to be served and after introductions I found that my ex's current boyfriend knew the girl I'd brought and they liked each other. We talked awhile as people do and then went out into the backyard for a patio meal. My old girl came out then and after three years we were seated around a picnic table and she sat opposite me next to the boyfriend.
She was wearing a large full flowered skirt and lacey white blouse with puffy sleeves. I stared in appreciation and she smiled then had to turn away with a slight blushing.
We talked awhile but then the call of nature urged me to ask the guy for a visit to the restroom. Boyfriend started to tell me where it was when my old girlfriend said she'd show me because she had to check something in the oven.
I followed her up the back steps and again remembered another reason I'd liked her so much.
She walked me to a hallway and pointed to the bathroom but then panicked and told me to wait as she ran in and closed the door after her. Five minutes later she came back out with an armful of lingerie she'd left in the bathroom to dry. I remembered then that she'd always hung stuff in there and she hadn't changed.
She came toward me in the hall and said she hated to hang the stuff outside but as she started around me I reached out and leaned an arm against the wall blocking her way. "What are you doing?" she asked in puzzlement.
"I was just remembering." I said.
"Remembering what?" she asked and turned with her back against the wall.
"I passed you on the street last night and you were on a bike wearing tight black pants. I'd never seen you wearing pants before. You never wore them when we were together." I said.
"I've always been too fat and didn't like the way they showed my fat ass. A few months ago I found that I like a bicycle and although it hasn't made me lose any of this weight I think it has kept me from gaining over the past few months." she said.
"You looked good in them." I added.
"You liked the way I looked in them even with my fat ass?" she asked teasingly.
I leaned forward, kissed her full on the lips and wrapped my arms around then grabbed her full ass and closed my hands around the cheeks as I pulled her close. She didn't resist the kiss and then an instant later I tasted her tongue again.
"We shouldn't be doing this." she said half-heartedly but I could tell she liked it.
I kissed her again then slipped my hand down and came up under her skirt to find that she was wearing nothing beneath it. My fingers found her wetness then began probing against her firm nubbin. She moaned into my mouth. "Did you leave those off for me?" I whispered.
I brought my wet fingers up and slipped them between our kiss and we eagerly licked them clean. "I'd forgotten." she said.
"Actually we really should be doing this." I said "And I'm going to show you something I've learned since we were together last." I said.
