A new spark - Sex Stories

A new spark

... chuckle I realize I don’t. I get into the car and drive to town. I’m about to do something which I haven’t done since college, buy condoms. Under the florescent glow of the all night pharmacy sign I park the car. I don’t remember being this nervous the last time I did this. As I walk in I notice the place is deserted, save for the teenager at the counter. I pace through the aisles until I find the right section. Fuck me,.. a lot more choice from when I was young. I go for a pack that looks like the regular stuff. I also pick up some breath mints at the counter. After I’ve paid, the teenager says, “have fun, dude.” With a polite smile I thank him. I remove the plastic rapping from the box and take out a set of two condoms. I rip them apart and put everything in the pack. This’ll save me time fumbling when I want to be doing something else. Back home I place the backpack with my new purchases in the trunk of my car and go to bed. Thinking of Sandra and her wonderful features it doesn’t take long for cum to shoot from me onto a waiting towel I had at the ready. As they all had been the last few days, this day at work was once again agonizingly slow. Ducking out at 16:00 I got in my car. The suit pants I’m wearing are a problem. They are incapable of hiding how excited I am of meeting Sandra. With some acrobatics I change into a pair of jeans while still in the car. Traffic is mercifully light, so I arrive at the park a half an hour early. As I park the car my heart starts ...

... racing, because it looks like I’m not the only one who has arrived before our agreed upon time. On a bench in the park with her back to the parking lot sits a woman of familiar body type and hair color in a blue dress. My jeans strain under the pressure applied to them. Not a religious man I plead with any and every god I know to let that be her. Even from a distance she looks amazing. I pop a mint and exit the car. To the left of me looming large over the park is the hotel, in front of me my prize. I walk towards the bench. The closer I get the more familiar the dress looks. I had been studying it for a while now. The gravel on the road makes a stealthy approach impossible and just before I’m next to her the woman turns. Sandra greets me with a warm and welcoming smile. We exchange Hi’s. As she stands I walk up to her. Facing, smiling we look into each other’s eyes. Standing a few inches shorter than me, I could kiss her forehead by bending forward only slightly. She’s as beautiful as I’d hoped she’d be. I break the silence by saying this. She thanks me and we move in closer for a hug. Moving her head to the side, she lays it on my chest. As our arms find comfortable positions around one and other, she whispers, “it’s nice to meet you.” “It’s nice to meet you too.” Our embrace loosens enough for our eyes to meet. She’s beaming and I’m sure I’m doing the same. We take a step to our side and walk into the park. Not much is said. We talk about being early to avoid traffic and the ...