The pursuit is in the genes
Cheryl, my high school crush and I are both in our late 60's. We got re-connected through our 50th high school class reunion just last year. My wife did not attend, as usual, and Cheryl is divorced. She does have a "beau" but it doesn't sound that serious. We sat with a small group of old classmates, and it was a thoroughly enjoyable occasion. Cheryl sat next to me and her twin sister (Stacey) sat across from us. Double the pleasure for me, that's for sure, because these gals are still quite attractive: dark eyes and dark hair, clear complexion, luscious lips, big tits, trim hips (they work out regularly), plus terrific smiles and engaging personalities. For a minute, I thought I was dreaming. How lucky could a guy get!
After the event was over, we all agreed to stay in touch and then shared our contact info. We also agreed to meet up for lunch over the holidays, sort of a mini-reunion, which we did. Again, this event was a total blast, plus the seating arrangement was repeated and so were the attendees. Because it was in a restaurant, we sat in a booth and so Cheryl and I were sitting closer together, our hips and thighs touching the whole time. Occasionally, she would slip her hand through my arm, as though I was e*****ing her. Keeping it there for a bit, she would slightly squeeze my arm and use it as a lever to scoot even closer, maneuvering it so that it would brush her ample breast. This was getting good! Again, after the lunch was over, we agreed to gather once more, sometime during the up-coming summer.
In the weeks that followed, photos from our lunch went back and forth over the internet via email. The messages between Cheryl and me got to be pretty regular, and also more personal. It was quite a turn-on for me to get this response from her, and I was pleasantly surprised that our messaging evoked an awakening of feelings within me for her. In high school, I was totally crazy about her, and I reminded her of this fact in one of my messages. In one of her emails, she told me that, when asked by some of our classmates at the reunion what her #1 favorite memory from high school was, she said making out with me in my Chevy convertible! But, as with all *********t relationships, this one came to an end. However, I can't escape the thought that the certain something that we shared way back then has been rekindled, in each of us, and so I'm going to pursue it.
You read it right---I am going to pursue having a new relationship with her. The mere thought of the "second time around" with her is totally, completely, and absolutely exciting! During our messaging, I will be, first and foremost, a perfect gentleman and a genuine friend. However, I will also have my antennae wide open for any and all messaging from her that presents an opportunity for advancing my cause. This is going to require patience and discipline, and so I will apply these qualities to the max. It will be very interesting to see what transpires at our next mini-reunion this summer. If nothing "happens", not a big deal, there's always the next event. However, I believe something will happen that will bring us closer. What, exactly, I haven't a clue, but it will be something that is unforced, genuine, and real. I'm going to angle for some one-on-one time, like a walk through a park, like what 2 nervous k**s getting to know each other would do.
This rekindling of *********t feelings is not the only reason for my pursuing a new relationship with Cheryl. There's a practical aspect as well. Some may be turned off by this but, it's part of my picture. What I'm referring to is addressing the long-term view, the horizon perspective. My wife is a smoker, and I firmly believe that, because of this fact, I will survive her and be a widower. This is not something that I am hoping will happen. In fact, I would prefer that we "go out" together, like in an airplane crash or something similar. But I have no idea when God's call will come for her or me. All I can do is play the odds, and the odds tell me that I will outlive my wife. Furthermore, as a human being, I have the ability to imagine my future. As such, I am imagining a scenario with Cheryl and me winding up together for real, in our final years. Wouldn't that be something?
After the event was over, we all agreed to stay in touch and then shared our contact info. We also agreed to meet up for lunch over the holidays, sort of a mini-reunion, which we did. Again, this event was a total blast, plus the seating arrangement was repeated and so were the attendees. Because it was in a restaurant, we sat in a booth and so Cheryl and I were sitting closer together, our hips and thighs touching the whole time. Occasionally, she would slip her hand through my arm, as though I was e*****ing her. Keeping it there for a bit, she would slightly squeeze my arm and use it as a lever to scoot even closer, maneuvering it so that it would brush her ample breast. This was getting good! Again, after the lunch was over, we agreed to gather once more, sometime during the up-coming summer.
In the weeks that followed, photos from our lunch went back and forth over the internet via email. The messages between Cheryl and me got to be pretty regular, and also more personal. It was quite a turn-on for me to get this response from her, and I was pleasantly surprised that our messaging evoked an awakening of feelings within me for her. In high school, I was totally crazy about her, and I reminded her of this fact in one of my messages. In one of her emails, she told me that, when asked by some of our classmates at the reunion what her #1 favorite memory from high school was, she said making out with me in my Chevy convertible! But, as with all *********t relationships, this one came to an end. However, I can't escape the thought that the certain something that we shared way back then has been rekindled, in each of us, and so I'm going to pursue it.
You read it right---I am going to pursue having a new relationship with her. The mere thought of the "second time around" with her is totally, completely, and absolutely exciting! During our messaging, I will be, first and foremost, a perfect gentleman and a genuine friend. However, I will also have my antennae wide open for any and all messaging from her that presents an opportunity for advancing my cause. This is going to require patience and discipline, and so I will apply these qualities to the max. It will be very interesting to see what transpires at our next mini-reunion this summer. If nothing "happens", not a big deal, there's always the next event. However, I believe something will happen that will bring us closer. What, exactly, I haven't a clue, but it will be something that is unforced, genuine, and real. I'm going to angle for some one-on-one time, like a walk through a park, like what 2 nervous k**s getting to know each other would do.
This rekindling of *********t feelings is not the only reason for my pursuing a new relationship with Cheryl. There's a practical aspect as well. Some may be turned off by this but, it's part of my picture. What I'm referring to is addressing the long-term view, the horizon perspective. My wife is a smoker, and I firmly believe that, because of this fact, I will survive her and be a widower. This is not something that I am hoping will happen. In fact, I would prefer that we "go out" together, like in an airplane crash or something similar. But I have no idea when God's call will come for her or me. All I can do is play the odds, and the odds tell me that I will outlive my wife. Furthermore, as a human being, I have the ability to imagine my future. As such, I am imagining a scenario with Cheryl and me winding up together for real, in our final years. Wouldn't that be something?
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