I fell asleep thinking about her. When I woke in the morning my cock was harder than I could ever remember, it ached, and I jerked off thinking about her. But I began to feel pangs of guilt. Had I taken our new found ease and comfort level for granted and gone over the line?
I thought I’d read her signals correctly and responded appropriately but her hesitancy was bothersome. I called her on the phone that afternoon but missed her. When she called me back that evening I began with an apology.
“Caro, about last night,” I said. “I’m sorry if I went a little too far. It was a wonderful night and I don’t want to screw things up. Please accept my apology.”
“Don’t apologize, Walter” she said, “Because you didn’t do anything wrong. I love the way you look at me, and I was sending cues too, I was asking for it. But when we finally, actually kissed like we did…I think a lot of things hit me all at once and it kind of scared me.”
“Well, primarily our ages. It’s not that I’m not tempted, but twenty years is a big difference.”
“Hey, your ex- has a young squeeze, you should have one too!” I said, to lighten things up.
She laughed, but added,
“Okay, but that’s not all. You’re a former student…”
“That was years ago! Think of me as your trainer!”
“…And then there’s Harriet. You’re her friend, you’re her age. You used to date her for God’s sake!”
“Caro, Harriet is a mature adult, I am sure she…”
“I know, Walter I know. Like I said, you didn’t do anything wrong. I wanted it to happen. It’s just a lot to think about.”
She went on to tell me that she would be leaving the next morning for back-to-school teacher orientation and would be gone until Friday night.
“I hope you’ll get your training runs in!” I said.
“I will, Coach, I promise,” she said, “And I’ll be ready for our 13-miler on Saturday!”
“Good. And maybe this week you’ll have the time to think about what other rooms in your house might need my handyman services!” I said.
She chuckled and said,
“Oh, I know of one already. That’s part of my problem.”