He pulled in the drive, and I ran out to meet him and we were off. He asked what changed my mind. XXX He grinned and I melted. I snuck around as much as I could without getting caught. But sometime during the end of the last year, he had stopped asking me out. As we drove down the one lane road, I was almost breathless. It had to have been at least 8 inches and so thick that I couldn’t close my fingers around it. Thick black hair, broad shoulders, tan, and tall. We lifted my shirt at the same time and he reached behind me and fumbled with the clasp to my bra. I spent more than one evening fantasizing about him while I fingered myself to an unsatisfying climax, or my mind would wander in his direction while I was with my “girlfriend”.
