A true story.
I guess you could say it started as far back as 1992 when I took my mother back to her hometown to visit my Aunt and our family. We had moved away when I was around 4 years old and had been back only a couple of times since then to visit our relatives. I had just turned 40 and the prospect of seeing mom's family and several of my cousins, one special male, after 30 plus years was going to be fun. My Aunt called him to let him know that we, my mother, one of my sisters, myself and another cousin, had made it in safely from our travels.
I fell in "awe" of him on this first visit after not really being around him or really knowing him for all those years. My sister, our cousin and myself went everywhere with him for the next few days as he showed us some of the sights of the city. That's when my feelings and arousal for him started. I wanted to see what it was like to be in his arms or just to be able to touch him. When it was time to travel back home, I gave him one of the biggest kisses I have ever given anyone. I wanted him to know, by the kiss, that he was in my thoughts. As we hugged and gave each other a goodbye kiss our bodies melted into each other, our lips were sealed in the most passionate way. I pressed my breasts into his chest and could feel his cock getting firm and pressing into my body. As he walked away to leave, he looked back at me and with a staring "come hither" look from his eyes, capturing mine. I knew that I would make a return trip to our hometown and pursue my romantic feelings for him. Traveling back to my current home, I mapped out in my brain when I could take my mother back to see her sisters and I could see my cousin.
Over the next few years I traveled back with my mom for a couple visits but nothing happened with him. Occasionally when we would be together in close quarters with the rest of the family he would squeeze in between myself and someone else and "accidently" brush across my breasts but nothing happened, even close to our kiss years before. I finally came to the realization that maybe he really didn't have the same feelings as I did and he had no consideration for me at all.
In 1997 the whole picture changed and our worlds finally came together. I had helped plan a surprise reunion for him with several other cousins I wanted it all to come together smoothly and end up with him in my arms once again. It was planned that I was going to stay at his house during my visit this time. The day before the surprise party, unknown to me, he had planned on a day trip to visit some of his customers. This was to be an all day trip and he wanted me to travel with him. I had in my mind, beforehand, to stay at his home and finish with the arrangements of the surprise party, but, in the back of my mind, other thoughts such as how was I going to seduce him and get him alone to fuck.
So, as we drove the highways, my mind was not on being alone with him. I was thinking and planning the next day's events to come. I was not in the frame of mind for the drive and even though when we were alone in the car, I was not thinking about the current setting, I was thinking about the next day and didn't want to ruin his surprise. I was planning ahead on how I wanted to suck, and fuck him. I was so horny thinking about how I wanted to lay in his arms and suck his dick and suck on his nipples that I didn't think about what I could have done on this trip. As we were traveling he did make some strange moves that I had totally unexpected and not understanding what was going on. In the previous visits he had not made any "moves" on me, but this time he seemed to want to be touching me, my shoulders and up and down my arm, but with him driving at the same time I was not putting it all together.
The next day was when my surprise party was to come together for him. Later that day, after the party I found out he had wanted to "surprise" me on his drive. We did not connect the dots, so we both had lost out on the "what could have been" drive.