This was a few years back now but it’s a fun story so hopefully I do it justice.

I dated the same girl from about sophomore year of high school on. She was a nice girl but my parents weren’t a fan of the steady dating. Even still we kept it together pretty well, we had our slip ups here and there but nothing serious we certainly kept our pants on. Fast forward and I go on a mission we write on and off which I was fine with I never felt right limiting someone for two years while I was in another country. 2 years goes by as it did for many of us some days faster than others.

She wasn’t there in the airport I knew this was how it was going to be my parents were still upset about the steady dating thing so I let them have their moment but the next night when I was released I drove over to her place to catch up. She was sitting outside on the porch in a long black sun dress. We hugged for a few minutes. It’s wild to spend two years away from someone your physically attracted to. Her hair color was different facial lines had changed. Heck I had grown a couple inches. At first I thought maybe I was just a little too “excited” but her chest was also not insignificantly more full. It was just a hug but I think we both felt the difference in each others bodies.

We had a lot to catch up on and to chat about. She suggested we go for a drive and get some space because neither of our families would leave me alone if we tried to talk in the house and it seemed innocent enough. Though the idea of being completely alone with her was a little intimidating. We lived in a pretty rural town a “drive” meant we would be very alone.

We found a nice spot upon the hills to watch the sunset. And had a few easy conversations how was the mish and how her school was going. And a few hard ones other guys she had dated and what we wanted this to be going forward. I’m not sure we really got to and agreement but we both had feelings we hugged and then she pulled back. “Can I ?” She asked. “Of coarse.”

Honestly I thought it would just be a peck but we really kissed slowly at first and neither pulled back. It was a lot to take in I was a just a missionary the day before. And she was doing things I had never experienced she clearly learned a thing or two while I was gone. Then she stopped. I wasn’t sure what was happening too much too soon? Was I out of practice ?

She pull up her dress about half way up her thighs then got on her knees crossed the center console and positioned herself on my lap. I didn’t know what say. But I was very aware her dress was longer between her warm lips and my throbbing boner. She said nothing and started kissing more passionately as she began to slide up and down me. She took my hand off her butt then she pulled it up onto her boobs. It wasn’t just a suspicion anymore they had grown quite a bit since I had fondled her last. As I would squeeze she softly moaned.

I know I couldn’t last much longer. We had never dry humped like this before. And the guilt was almost too much after a few minutes we stopped. She left me with a wet stain on my grey cargo shorts and burning desire to experience more. We didn’t talk much more that night but it’s one I’ll always remember.