Erica's Sexual Transition 2 - Sex Stories

Erica's Sexual Transition 2

... an extra room for us to stay there. Of course I would be sharing that room with Tara and George. We entered the condo on the first floor and then you had to immediately take a set of stairs up to the living area. As I climbed the stairs, that was when I first saw Steve. He was standing at the top, looking over the rail with a large smile on his face. He had short spikey hair and was also shorter than me by a few inches but damn he looked good. Tara and George said hello to him and gave him big hugs. It turns out Steve was Tom’s roommate. Tara had never met him before but George met him a couple of times through Tom. After filling us in that Tom was at work Steve gave us the grand tour of the home. He was very easy going and was always cracking jokes. After the tour of the house, the 4 of us went out to dinner to a local seafood joint. For the first time in weeks I felt happy. The next day Tom had to work so Steve hung out with us. The day began with a trip to the gym. George is very into working out. He goes 2 to 3 times a day, 5 days a week. Steve on the other hand does not. While he is not unfit by any means, you can tell he is not a gym rat. When Steve and George arrived back from the Gym, I thought George tried to kill him. Afterward the 3 of us went out to the beach. We set blankets out and just laid in the warm spring sun. I kept glancing at Steve and I could have sworn he was checking me out. I found myself oddly very self-aware of my bikini body. I had been so ...

... worried over Mike and upset over the situation I was forgetting about the fact of where I was. It then hit me, I was out on vacation and I was with a hot guy. So I started to flirt with him. I moved next to Steve and started up some small talk. I discovered that he was 5 years older than me and that he used to live in the same city. We had actually met a long time ago when I was 12. I used to play softball on a church league. Steve used to fill in on occasion. It was so awesome that I traveled 800 miles and met someone that I once knew. At the time though I was only 12, why would a 17 year old be interested with me? He did recall seeing me though. We talked for hours and it was very easy going. I even asked if he was single and I was surprised to find out he was. Later that night we had a huge party in the condo. Music was blasting, drinks were pouring, and laughs were flowing. It was a great time. We stayed up until 2am just partying. Throughout the night Steve was hitting on me hardcore. I loved the attention that he was giving me. I went to bed that night with a smile on my face. The next day was the end of our three day weekend. The 4 of us hung out by the beach and just relaxed. As the day grew closer to an end, I realized that I was starting to feel sad. I had a heavy sinking feeling in my gut. I did not want to go back to school and back to Mike. Most of all, I did not want to leave Steve. The final night there I did not sl**p very well. Soon 6am arrived and it was time to ...