The start of Katie’s change

The urge to see him every day is growing stronger and stronger, the heat I feel growing within me is something I have never felt before. What is it about him that is causing this to happen, not one of the multiple boyfriends or crushes during my time at school ever had me body feeling this way. Watching him work under this sun you can see every muscle flex under his shirt, every bead of sweat dripping down his face and neck, every drink of water touching his perfect lips, but why can I not stop thinking about him.

Let me backtrack some,

I am Katie, and currently in between my sophomore and junior year at college. This summer instead of staying on campus I decided to come home to my family’s home in Georgia. I guess time away from the stress of Vet School and the fresh break up with Tyler has me yearning for calm and peace. I was always popular in high school between sports and class president, but something about college had changed me. From being chased by puberty riddled boys, to now pursued by frat boys something still feels missing when it comes to dating and love. Trying to explain to a 20 year old guy that it takes more to please a woman that pounding away at her for three minutes from behind has gotten tiring. When do these guys learn to please us, or listen to us? Do I need to listen to my best friend and become a lesbian?

Lets circle back to the start, Lawrence has been the neighbor to my parents since he bought the neighboring ranch back when I was 14. He has always been so nice to me and my parents, but much younger than my parents. They were mid 50’s and very conservative while he was early 30’s and from what I have learned over the years not as conservative as he appears. Lawrence is now 36, widowed due to a terrible accident, and a great father to his 2 children. He works 6 days a week to provide them with anything they need and want, and you never hear him complain. He has always been a very attractive person, but he was always my friend’s dad and neighbor. So what has changed?

I know he can see me staring at him, there is not much to hide behind in this open field I am sitting in reading. Watching him work in this sun and fixing cattle fences has made me warmer than I have ever been. I bet he knows how to take care of a women, how to please her and spoil her, how to touch her, and how to make her beg for him.

Wow, where did my mind go again, it always travels to this world of Lawrence grabbing me and kissing me from my collar bone down to my hips. Treating me to mind blowing orgasms that so far only a red vibrating rose has been able to accomplish.