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Sarah Redux - Part Three

Date: 11/22/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: mike8253, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

anyone for a couple of years. When we lived together, the sex was great. But you and I know that the relationship changed near the end, before you left. There was more to our relationship at that time than just the sex. I thought we really liked each other.” “Yes.” was Sarah’s only response, as she looked down at her drink and actually seemed to blush a little. “After you graduated, I wanted us to spend time together to see if our relationship was going to grow into something more. Maybe that wasn’t possible given your work opportunities. Maybe the age difference would prove to be too much.” I let the thought just trail off, not wanting to add any more negatives to my confession. Sarah just stared at her drink and said nothing. I froze for a second, thinking that maybe Sarah just wanted to be friends and I had said too much, gone too far. To say the least there was a long, awkward moment of silence. “I like you, Michael. I thought of you many times when I was overseas.” There was a pause as the waitress approached to see if we wanted another drink. We ordered two more. I waited, anticipating a qualifying “but” before she spoke again. “I wanted to call you when I was in Chicago. I wanted to call you as soon as I arrived back here.” “Why didn’t you?” I asked. “I didn’t think it was fair to you. I’d been away for more than four years; maybe you were with someone; maybe you had changed. I know I’ve changed. You knew Sarah, the student and young, sex, sex and more sex girl. I’ve ... grown up. I knew I was different than when we lived together. Maybe you wouldn’t like the grown up Sarah.” “Well, I’m glad you called. I like the Sarah that’s sitting in front of me. You’ve become a beautiful young woman.” “Are you saying that just because you want the sex?” she asked, looking at me for any reaction. “Yes, I want the sex. But I also like you!” Another awkward silence as Sarah stared at me contemplating what I had just said. “What about you? Where are you at this time in your life?” I asked, turning the topic back to her. “I’m happy with my work, and enjoy that aspect of my life. I don’t want to give up my career and design work. And I like the travel opportunities that my work requires.” Sarah stared at her drink for a moment before speaking again. “I told you that I liked you. I’d like to see if there’s something there between us. But I also don’t want to step back into your life if you don’t want me there.” “I missed you. I do want to see you again. Why can’t we just see each other and see where it goes?” I asked. Another awkward silence as Sarah stared at me. “I’d like that,” she finally said, raising her glass in support of the idea. “And the sex?” she added as she took another sip of her drink. “You tell me.” I said. “You’re the one who was celibate by choice for over a year. Has that part of Sarah changed?” “I’ve struggled with the sex question and whether it was really the sex I wanted. I tried to convince myself that I had changed. The interest and ...