(Re)Discovering Myself - Chapter IV - Sex Stories

(Re)Discovering Myself - Chapter IV

... relaxed state, slipping in and out of sleep. I woke up fully when I heard the banging on the door outside. “Jane! Jane! Let me in!” I recognized James’ voice. “I forgot my keys Jane. Please be in.” I stood slowly, carefully, my body getting cold against the air quickly. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it and then my robe around myself. Scrambling to the door, and letting him in. “Jesus, Jane. How long have you been in the bath? I’ve been gone two hours.” “Well then, just under two hours, James. Why, do you have a problem with that?” “N-no. Just, I wasn’t sure why on earth you would want to be in there that long. We didn’t get that dirty last night.” I glared at him, unwilling to even discuss the events of the night before. Looking at my hands, I could see their sudden resemblance to prunes. I dressed quickly, tying up my long red hair into a tight, high ponytail so that it would drip dry, grabbed my bag with a few supplies from his newly bought shopping, and set off out of the house, leaving James in my dust as I headed off into the city. Wandering through the city, I decided that it was time to make new memories, rather than hunt for the old ones, for fear of what it was that I was. I meandered to the park, settling myself on the grass that was soft under my shoes, I lay back and looked up at the clear blue sky, then around me, watching people around me going about their daily routines, cycling, jogging, keeping fit… socializing, dog walking, relaxing like me. I noticed that ...

... they were all so , boring. So very human and so very boring. None of them had the lack of life that I had, and none of them were searching like I was. “Hey there,” I heard the unfamiliar voice seemingly coming from nowhere and everywhere. “You look like a girl with nothing to do. What say you we go and have a little fun together?” I looked up into the mischievous brown eyes of the woman above me, roughly twenty eight, dressed in her sports gear, some cute little shorts that hugged her ass, showing just the edge of that gorgeous peach and the tank top that went to meet it over her flat stomach and nice medium sized breasts, which were clad in a sports bra. Her blonde hair tied up into a high ponytail, much like my own before I decided to lay on it. I sat up and turned to see more of her, her legs, muscles obvious, but not in a way that they would put a person off by being overtly muscly. She offered her hand and I took it gladly, letting her pull me up so that I could compare our heights, she was fractionally shorter than I was, and it made me grin. “Well, it depends what kind of fun you had in mind,” I grinned back at her as she bent and picked up my bag, taking my hand in hers again and leading me off to a more secluded area of the park that I had not yet discovered. The sun fell well over the ground and made it warmer there than it had been in my earlier position. I dropped my bag and she showed me where we were. It was a small alcove that had a few people in it, a small ...