Anna's friend talks her into attending their ten year high school reunion. Anna quickly realizes that it's a mistake - the mean girls who called her fat in high school pick right up where they left off. On her way out she bumps into her old crush Scott, who is very interested in reuniting with Anna. Will a steamy night with Scott be enough to heal the scars she carries from high school? More
Anna's best friend talks her into attending their ten year high school reunion. It doesn't take long for Anna to realize that it's a mistake - the mean girls who called her fat in high school pick right up where they left off. On her way out she bumps into her old crush Scott, who is very interested in reuniting with Anna. Will a steamy night with Scott be enough to heal the scars she carries from high school?
This sensual story contains 4500 words. Warning: over 18 only! Contains explicit sex, a guy who's gotten even better with age, and lots and lots of curves.
“I love this song,” he said with a smile as the DJ played a slow song that was popular our senior year. “Do you want to dance?”
I just stared at him for a second. How many times had I fantasized about him saying those words back in high school? But I was older now and I wasn’t that same silly girl. “Oh no,” I said. “Thank you. But I don’t dance.”
“C’mon, Anna. I’m not a good dancer either. We can just dance like we used to in high school - just put your arms around my neck and sway back and forth. It’ll be fun.” And then he was on his feet, tugging on my hand. I allowed him to pull me up and lead me to the dance floor, still not quite able to believe what was happening.
When we reached the dance floor I stopped and looked at him. He grinned and lifted my arms around his neck. He placed his hands on my hips and I stiffened. I knew that was the end of my magical night. Once he felt my fat rolls, he’d be gone. I held my breath and waited.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, peering into my eyes. “Are you still shy? Don’t worry about anyone but you and me.” He stroked one of my hips gently and I exhaled. He must not be too horrified.
I thought it would be impossible to do as he asked and not worry about anyone else but it proved incredibly easy. As soon as we began to dance the rest of the world seemed to melt away. Scott continued to stroke my hip with his thumb and it distracted me from what he was saying. I still couldn’t believe I was dancing with the guy I’d spent so much time mooning over in high school. I decided to risk rejection and be bold. I leaned my head against his chest, my cheek pressing against him. I knew I’d made the right decision when he dropped his chin so it rested on my head.
As the song ended he stepped back and I immediately missed the way his body felt pressed against mine. However that thought was forgotten as he gently tipped my chin up and brushed his lips against mine. Scott Andrews kissed me in plain view of everyone! I hesitated for a moment, not able to believe this was real, that it wasn’t just a cruel joke my former classmates were playing on me.
He pulled away. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” he said, looking confused. I realized he had mistaken my hesitation for disinterest. I had exactly one shot at this and so I did something incredibly out of character: I kissed him back. I could tell he wasn’t expecting it but he quickly recovered from his surprise. I felt his tongue probing against my lips and I parted them to allow him in. He plunged his hands into my hair and deepened the kiss. I heard a squawk behind me and knew we hadn’t gone unnoticed by Crystal.
Scott finally broke the kiss and looked deep into my eyes. “Do you want to get out of here?” he asked.