While I was a sophomore in college I had some interesting experiences. One was the fact that I had transferred to a new school – the one I ended up graduating from. Another was in the area of women. I was living in an apartment for the very first time in my life. I had an apartment-mate, but we didn’t get into each other’s hair very much.
I also lived less than a mile from someone I had known (and been all but in love with) since high school. Her name was Betty. She was two years my senior and gorgeous. She had caramel hair, hazel eyes, a cute smile, and a great ass. Her tits left something to be desired, but the rest of her made up for it. Besides, I always preferred a great can to a nice rack. If, however, the chick happened to have both, it was a major bonus.
Betty and I had hung out quite a bit since my arrival in town. The year before, I had some majorly strong feelings for her long-distance, but since she chose to be with another guy, I had put these feelings aside. Just when I had gotten over her, we had hung out again while my roommate was out banging his girlfriend. When it was time for Betty to leave – close to midnight – we hugged longer than we ever had before. Full body, genital-to-genital. This was a HUG. I am sure that she felt a poke. Then, about five minutes after she left, and before cell phones were in full swing, my apartment phone rang. It was Betty. She said words I had longed to hear the year before, but I didn’t know what to do about it now: “I have feelings for you.”
Now I was confused. Did I want to go down this road with her again? I didn’t know what to do, so after we hung up, I slept on it. We did, however, plan for me to go to her place the next night while her roommate was gone.
When the time came, Betty picked me up (I had no car, but she did) and took me to her apartment. We were watching Braveheart. I can honestly say, however, that I do not remember much of the movie!
A few minutes into it, while the lights were down, and the TV was what lit the room, she snuggled up to me. I put my arm around her shoulder and we continued watching, but not for long. I turned to her and brushed her cheek with the back of my hand. She and I leaned toward each other and locked lips in a hot, passionate kiss.