Chapter 3: Picked Up By Steve=

At the airport I my luggage was the last to come off the ramp and I hurried out to the curb to wait for Steve, hoping he hadn’t given up on me after my long wait for the luggage. Suddenly I heard someone call out my name and I turned to see someone approaching me. I vaguely recognized the face but the rest of him was a total stranger. My god had Steve ever changed! He was no longer a skinny and short sixteen year old teenager boy. The MAN running up to me was tall (he must have been over sex feet) and VERY handsome with a body that had obviously been a frequent visitor to the gym. He ran up until he was by me and stopped a couple of feet away and looked me over with a big grin on his face.

“Kelly?” he said with an inquisitive look on his face. I nodded, not sure what to say and he continued, “Damn, you have certainly grown up. Wow! Look at you girl!”

I must have flushed a bit because I could feel my face getting warmer. “Hi Steve, I almost didn’t recognize you. God, you have changed a bit yourself.” I laughed nervously, “I seem to remember being the same height as you and now ... well now you’re head and shoulders taller!”

What I didn’t say was that now he also had the body of stud and I couldn’t help but wonder what else had grown on him. Steve’s cock was the first one I ever sucked and it had pierced my virginity so I guess I was still a bit biased when I recalled the size of it. Somehow I had a feeling I wouldn’t need to inflate my memories today with it.

We then hugged and I was a bit disappointed he didn’t kiss me. It was over five years since we’d last seen each other and I guess over that time I had many a dream about how we would meet again someday. There were so many times I would be playing with myself in bed imagining how he would sweep me off my feet and kiss me with all the passion of a long-lost lover.

I don’t need to say what I imagined happened next but it certainly wasn’t this rather platonic greeting that was happening now in real life. I was thrilled to see Steve but I was reminded of why I was here. He was getting married so there was someone else in his life now. Well, he may love her but I knew deep down he had to remember fucking me. I wasn’t his first but I was now determined to show him I was his best.

Steve had parked in the garage when I didn’t show up so he could go inside to see if I had made it. When we got back to his car he tossed my luggage into the trunk and we drove to my grandma’s house. Along the way we exchanged small talk and it was a bit awkward given it had been almost a year since we had even talked and many more since we had been face-to-face.

Steve was obviously in love though with Cindy, his bride, and as much as I was happy for him I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Thankfully Steve was the first to open the door to the subject I knew we both wanted to talk about but I wasn’t sure how to initiate the discussion.

“You know Kelly, there are still times when I think of you. I mean, Cindy’s great and I love her to death but I will never forget the times we had back then. It’s hard today to believe you were barely out of eighth grade when we did it that first time!”

I smiled and nodded my head. “Yea, those were some great times!”

The rest of the way home we reminisced about some of the things we had done together. We laughed at some of the more crazy antics and both of us reminded the other what ridiculous chances we had taken at times. I found that while I enjoyed our conversation, at the same time it was difficult sitting in the front seat with him like just any other passenger.

Thoughts of what I use to do when we drove around kept coming to my head and my pussy was getting hot and wet as I looked at him now. He had grown into such a handsome man and I could see from the rise in his pants that my earlier suspicions about how the rest of him had grown were correct! Six years ago I would have been unzipping his jeans and pulling it out but today all I could do was imagine how wonderful it would be.

We finally arrived at my grandmother’s home and he leaned over to give me a quick kiss on the cheek as I got ready to exit the car.

“It’s great to see ya again Kelly. See you at the wedding!” he called out to me as I closed the door behind me.