Confessions of a Small Town Girl- Final Chapter - Sex Stories

Confessions of a Small Town Girl- Final Chapter

... wear shorts, so I changed out of my school clothes into a pair of tight warm up shorts and a tank top. I pulled my hair into a pony tail and headed out of the locker room. I was on the treadmill when I saw Josh walk into the gym. When he saw me, he stopped, and that look came across his face again. To my surprise, instead of coming in and beginning his work out, he turned around to leave. I stopped the treadmill and ran after him. When I caught up with him he was getting into his truck, so I ran around and got in on the passenger side. When he saw me get into the truck he shook his head and hit his steering wheel with his hands, then laid his head over against the window. For the first time in my life, I felt unwanted. I sat there for a few minutes and watched as he stared off into space. I begged him to tell me what I had done to make him hate me so much, and vowed I was not getting out of his truck until he told me. As he continued to stare off into space, he broke his silence. He told me that I had not done anything, but it was him that had done the wrong. He went on to tell me that after almost twenty years of being married, that he and his wife were more like business partners than lovers. He explained to me that it had been a long time since he had been given the type of attention that I had given him during our work outs, and that it was inappropriate for him to have the thoughts and feelings he was having, especially about a girl that was the same age as his daughter. ...

... He talked for several minutes about how it was wrong for him and how he decided the only way to cure the feelings was to stop hanging out with me. I was devastated. I was still naïve and was not clear what he was talking about. I rebutted that we were just working out and we were friends. Then he finally looked at me. He raised his hand up and wiped the tear that was running down my cheek. Then he mentioned the last day we had worked out. He asked me if I remembered it and I affirmed that I did. Then he explained how when he had me in his arms, he could smell the sweetness of my perfume and that along with having my body pressed against his, he had gotten hard. He said it was then he realized that he had to stop, or he would do something we both would regret. I just looked into his hazel eyes. It finally dawned on me what he was talking about. I could feel the butterflies swarming in my stomach. I had never thought of Josh in a sexual way, until then. I was speechless and as I stared into his eyes, I could feel my head being drawn toward him. Before I could react, we were kissing. It was nothing close to a passionate kiss, but hard and full of lust. While kissing, I felt josh’s hand on the back of my head pulling me closer to him. My hands were on the seat, helping me to keep from falling. He pulled away from the kiss, and shook his head. I lifted my hand to his chin, and pulled his face to look at me. Softly I whispered to him that I wanted this and he pressed his lips into ...