All the 'what-ifs' and the 'could'ves and shoud'ves' still on my mind. It had been two weeks since Brandon and I broke up and I was no lesser heartbro...en. My friends, who fel I had enough time mourning the loss of my relationship, decided that I needed to get out for the night. They were right. Everything in the apartment reminded me of him. The kitchen counter where he would scoop his hands under my curvy ass with no issue to lift me up. How he would pull my legs apart so he could lick my. " Well, what's to know? It's a rather uncomplicated sport," she smiled. "You get in the pool, you swim, whoever swims fastest wins. Football's a lot more complicated.'"Especially here," I grinned. "Jake's playbook is bigger than our Calculus textbook." Welcome to Stanford," she laughed, "where they even expect the athletes to know how to think."As we chatted-easily, especially for me-I noticed something. Sheila was a very popular girl. Ten seconds didn't go by before someone passing by us. I walked outtrying not to make eye contact with anyone. It was so nerve wrecking, butsuch an exciting moment, my shaved chest could barely contain the beat ofmy heart. The SA brought me over to the big 6 paneled mirror at the endof the hall of the changing area. Seeing my femme self walk (girly ofcourse) towards the mirror was super surreal, especially when you multiplythat with the fact that I am walking with someone. Along the way, Ipassed an older woman, probably a mom, waiting for her. “Oh, that feel so good. I like. Do it more”I gladly continued but with more gusto now. As my cock pulled almost out then drove back in almost to the hilt a gushing noise came from her bowels as the oil helped me glide in and out. Withdrawing for a second I reached over and grabbed a nearby pillow from a side table and placed it under her stomach. Then squatting over her like a catcher in baseball I quickly reentered her ass and resumed. This new position made it much easier for me to go even.