It was all wrong. I worked at this bar and grill and got off at 2 a.m. The place was frequented by locals and there were always a couple of guys from somewhere else. When I got off and went out to my car I couldn't get it started. One of the guys who had been in the bar earlier was in the parking lot making out with a girl. He came over and tried to start my car and checked it, tried jumping it with some cables he had in his car but we couldn't get it started. It was January and it was cold, by then it was 3 a.m. and he told me to get in the car with him and they would drop me off.

But he drove back to his place. He was a photographer, weddings, advertisement, anything that paid. She was a girl he had met who had come to get a layout done so she could model. I remember how skinny she was and wondered if he was going to really fuck her she was so small. The room behind his studio had one bed and he got naked and pulled her into bed with him and told me to get in on the other side. Her fucked her immediately and we went to sleep.

I woke up with the naked girl in my arms, she was sound asleep all cuddled up from the cold, in the light she was cute, not pretty but cute, I don't even know why I was holding her so tight. I laid her head down on the pillow and just looked at her in the morning light, she was really cute, she opened her eyes, her eyes were green and her hair was red and her skin very white. She had small breasts and her nipples were red. I just looked into her eyes for what was a moment too long. Her lips were sweet in the morning, I felt that I should have brushed my teeth but her lips opened a bit and we kissed. Beside her laying there my breast seemed so large beside her, she was so small overall.

We got up, he was gone somewhere so we showered and got dressed and we talked at this small table in the smallest kitchen ever. We held hands, why I wanted to kiss her again I don't know but I touched her face and she let me kiss her again. We went back to the bedroom and she let me make love to her, she was so white, her hair red against the pillow and she kissed so sweet, I got over her and danced my breasts in her face and she sucked on my nipples one by one, she pushed on my shoulders and opened her legs and I drank from her wet pussy. It all happened, no rehearsal, just want. When he came back we were dressed again, he told me he had gotten the car started, it was the distributor cap that gotten loose but it was running fine.

We went to get my car, she stayed with him with this terribly long face. I asked her if she wanted to come with me, I would take her home if she wanted to come with me. It was cold standing in the parking lot of the bar, the wind was strong and I waited for a long time while she stood there, her face was so messed up, crying but she said she had to stay with him. I left and went home. My boyfriend came over and I told him about her and we fucked. We went looking for her but she wasn't at the photographer's place, he said he had given her the pictures and she had left and caught the bus.

At nigh I want to hold her, some nights my husband wakes up and tells me to go back to sleep and I should not think about her, it was so long ago. But I think about her every night, I ache to hold her close and look into her eyes again. The photographer's studio is gone, the bar is gone, the time is gone. I only have her memory of that one morning when we were young and she crawled into my heart and I can't to let her go.

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