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Romp at the Reunion
Romp at the Reunion
Romp at the Reunion
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Romp at the Reunion

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When I entered the high school gymnasium for the first time in 15 years, I spotted the only woman I’ve ever wanted to screw but never got to.

Alexa Johnson. I was 16 the first time I saw her in drafting class. She’d had big hair, small boobs, and massive sex appeal. From the first glance, I tried everything I could to get into her pants. The closest I got was making out in my Mustang one cold winter morning.

Alexa never seemed to mind my hands on her body but I never got past second base with her. We went on to lead separate lives after high school but I never forgot Alexa, my one unattainable lay. I thought of her often, especially when I was having sex with other women or jerking off.

I moved to a dark corner of the gym to watch Alexa. It was our 15-year high school reunion and I’d only come for the opportunity to see her; I didn’t give a crap about any of the other losers here. A part of me dared to hope I’d get the pleasure of screwing the only woman I would’ve cut ten years off my life to have the chance to sleep with.

Alexa was talking to a group of people and her face lit up every time she smiled. She had a way of looking at someone that made them feel special. I remembered clearly how it felt when she looked at me like that.

Alexa was wearing a blue wrap dress that hugged her like a second skin. She’d obviously stayed fit and her body was toned. Her arms rippled when she moved them but it from muscle, not fat. Her dress stopped mid-thigh and she had killer knee-high boots on. Her waist was as small as it had been during high school and it was circled by a knotted string that was attached to her dress. But then I spotted the best part -- her tits were knockouts. She had filled in since I’d last seen her and looked to be a 34D cup, just enough to fill my hands and park my face between. I felt my cock start to stiffen so I cut off that line of thinking.

Alexa was about 20 feet from me but I hoped she could feel me staring at her. “Cheeks,” I whispered, my pet name for her back in school. When she didn’t look at me, I said it a little louder, a tad above a whisper. Alexa turned my way and her face instantly lit up. Now that was the reaction I’d been hoping for!

I saw her say, “Excuse me,” to the group she was chatting with while never breaking eye contact with me. She walked my way, a smile spreading across her face. When she got close, I opened my arms and she stepped into my embrace without hesitation. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and back, one hand digging into the hair at my neck. I squeezed her back, desperate to touch as much of her with my hands and body as I could. Alexa didn’t fight me and I was relieved. I pulled her even closer with one hand on her waist, the other on the hollow space our hug created in the small of her back. The hand on her waist eventually snaked up and curled around her neck.

I’d imagined this moment a hundred times but I never dreamed it would be this amazing. Alexa fit in my arms perfectly, like two puzzle pieces, and she seemed in no rush to disentangle herself from me. I wasn’t about to let her go but when I felt myself start to grow hard, I thought a boner might scare her off. I pulled back albeit reluctantly. When there were a few inches between us, just enough so she wouldn’t feel my semi, I looked into her face. She hadn’t aged a day and I told her so. Alexa laughed, her head falling back, exposing her creamy neck to me. I almost went in for a suck but knew that might be too much.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherZoe Waters
Release dateFeb 11, 2012
ISBN9781465707000
Romp at the Reunion
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Zoe Waters

Zoe Waters is a freelance writer by day and an erotic novel writer by night. She has been writing and publishing mainstream fiction for over a decade but prefers the titillation of erotic fiction. When not writing, Zoe is scuba diving, hiking with her dog, or trying out the stuff she writes about, if only in her mind. Zoe can be reached at zoewaters13 at hotmail.com. Follow her on Twitter @ZoeWaters13

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