Linda had lived alone in the Midwest since her husband left several years ago.
It was painful at first. She always loved her husband and did her own thing. Now that he was gone, she kept doing her own thing, and was still trying to find someone to love.
One afternoon she was watching TV she saw a commercial for the nearby college, and thought maybe there was something there for her. She had graduated from an out of state college where she met her husband.
On a whim, she decided to take some classes, mainly to keep busy.
Although about 25 years older than the other students, Linda looked like a college coed. She stood 5'4" and wore her brunette hair short.
She had an athletic form, which she kept up by running 5 or 6 miles every other day. She was happy with herself, even with her ass that had gotten a bit wider with age.
The first day Linda arrived in her arts history class, wearing a sleeveless pink top and a white fluffy skirt that hit her mid-thigh. It was a hot fall day and Linda wanted to be comfortable.
One of the other students liked what he saw when Linda walked in and sat down near the front.
Jim sat in the back row and paid more attention to the sexiest woman he had ever laid eyes on rather than the professor.
As the class ended, Jim stepped up and introduced himself.
"Hi there, my name is Jim, and I wonder if you aren't doing anything now, join me for coffee and talk about the class," he said.
Linda couldn't believe she met someone the first class. She suddenly noticed she was getting warmer, her heart was beating faster and she was breathing heavily.
"Oh, ah, hello. My name is Linda," she thought she said. So enamored with Jim, she readily agreed.
Jim suggested they walk to a nearby Starbucks, and could walk there as it was a couple blocks away.
Linda held Jim's hand as they walked and they talked about the class and it's instructor.
Linda ordered a Carmel Café Mocha Tall, and Jim got a Black Grande. He paid and let Linda find a table as he brought the drinks over.
"Jim, I guess you should know, I'm a little older than you."
Jim touched Linda's knee, and said, "I know you are a bit older, and I like that about you. I really like everything about you so far. You have great blue eyes I could get lost in, your smile is so adorable, and you have great legs. Do you do any running?"
Linda almost couldn't breathe. She thought of what to say.
"Yes, about 5-miles a few times a week, would you like to join me tomorrow morning."
Jim agreed, and they settled on meeting the next morning at his fraternity house and running along a nearby trail.
Linda pulled up to the address around 8 am. She got out of the car, wearing a sleeveless running shirt over a sports bra, and tight short running shorts and her running socks and shoes. She was trying to impress Jim.
She drew double takes upon entering the front door, and asked a boy if he could get Jim for her.
"Jim the pledge master? Ah sure, are you his mom?" a kid said.
"Hahahaha, no, no, I'm a friend, Linda."
Soon Jim arrived and welcomed Linda to the home. She hugged Jim and he hugged her back.
He asked her if she wanted a tour, but she said they better go for an early run.
Jim said he was ready, wearing a Frat shirt and shorts, low socks and black running shoes. They started running down the street and crossed over to the trail. Linda was trying to impress Jim and took out on a fast pace, and Jim kept up, sometimes trailing a bit to observe her ass which he was starting to admire.
They talked about the weather and Jim talked about other classes he was taking. They ran on a loop and in 50 minutes had arrived back at the fraternity. Both were breathing slightly heavy, and Jim invited Linda inside to clean up. She hesitated, but relented when Jim said he had his own shower.
They climbed some stairs and turned down a long hallway with Jim's room near the end. He grabbed a clean towel for Linda and gave her a quick tour of his room and bathroom.
She closed the door, locked it, then kicked off her shoes, stripped out of her sweaty clothes and hopped in a hot shower. She secretly was hoping Jim would come in.
Linda used some of Jim's soap and shampoo, got cleaned, dried off, wrapped the towel around her and exited the bathroom. She asked Jim to hand her the bag she brought with her and went back to the bathroom to change.
Linda put her sweaty clothes in the bag. She entered the room, kissed Jim, and he walked her out of the house.
They exchanged phone numbers and Jim said he would call her.
When Linda got home, she stripped out of the clothes and took a hot bath. She called her best friend, Kathleen, and told her of her day.
"Are you saying you are seeing a fraternity boy?" Kathleen said in a startled voice.
"Jim is a man and I think I'm love with him.," Linda said in a correcting term. "So far we have gone for a run together, had coffee, he held my knee," she said in a beaming voice.
"And showering at his fraternity house? Are you sleeping with him?"
"Ah, not yet," Linda said.
"You are terrible," Kathleen said and laughed. "Simply terrible. He could be your son. His parents may be younger than you," Kathleen said.
"Wait, hold on, he's calling me," Linda said. "Gosh, you sound like a teenager in love," Kathleen said.
"Hi, Linda? It's Jim, I was thinking about you. Do you have plans yet for dinner?"
Linda again felt her heart racing. She so was excited about Jim, and she didn't want to let Kathleen 's comments deter her. She asked him to hold on, and told Kathleen about the invitation.
"You're not going, are you?" She said.
" I am. I like Jim a lot."
