The Crush! Episode 3

For weeks our correspondence continued, each letter becoming even more heated, more arousing than the last. I had given up ever meeting this mystery woman, content now to simply enjoy the words and letters I had begun to cherish and look forward to reading over and over again. I quit making mention of actually meeting her, for in some ways, she had been correct. I had now created inside my own mind a model of what she looked like, very much aware that the likeness in fantasy was no doubt very different from that in reality. I had created perhaps the most detailed, arousing letter I had ever written to her, spending nearly two solid hours writing it. Anxious to see what the response her next letter back to me would say, I was somewhat surprised, certainly disappointed to discover a small simply folded note waiting for me in the message box.

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"Dear Usman, I felt it appropriate to inform you that I will no longer be returning back to the gym. I have done all that I can for myself; some things never change, though I am pleased for the most part with those that have.

Additionally, it is only fair that I also tell you; I have fallen in love with someone. Someone I have cared about for a very long time, and it is now time for me to pursue that, given the changes I have made in my life.

Forgive me for telling all this to you in this way, but as I have lacked self-esteem for most of my adult life, I dared not approach you directly for fear of both rejection as well as anger on your part. I have enjoyed our time and correspondence together, and regardless of what happens now, shall remember it fondly always. Sincerely yours, S.A."

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Stunned, I drove home dejected feeling more at a loss than I had since the end of my marriage. Angry, I had wadded up the note tossing it from the window of the car, feeling betrayed on the one hand, foolish and stupid on the other. I pulled into the garage, already intending to get nice and soused the moment I could dust off the vodka bottle I had sitting on my rarely used bar. Stepping out of the car heading towards the compound entry into the kitchen, I heard the gate suddenly begin to close. I stopped in my tracks, turned, and saw a woman standing just inside my compound slowly closing the gate. She had her finger on the bolts.

"Who the hell are you?" I shot glancing towards her.

She winced at my question, still managing to force a smile. "You don't remember me do you?" she asked back.

I looked at her again, more closely this time. She was certainly an attractive looking woman. Her shoulder length hair was dark brown. Her dark eyes were accentuated by a slim oval shaped face with lips as full and as inviting as any I had ever seen. And have I ever seen this woman before, I would have remembered her. She was one that would have certainly stuck out in my mind.

And yet, there was something vaguely familiar about her voice, along with those eyes, even though I couldn't quite place my finger on it.

"No, I'm sorry, I don't," I said apologetically, my own tone of voice suddenly softening, now curious.

She smiled. "Well, it has been nearly thirty years. So I'm not too surprised. I had a crush on you during our time in secondary school, though you never knew that of course. Spoke very few times, so there really isn't any reason why you would remember me. And besides, back then, I was fairly chubby with hardly any tits to speak of. A situation that only got worse over the years, until after my divorce when I decided to do something about the way I looked. After seeing you the first time, I decided there and then that I was going to do whatever it took to make me feel good about myself first, and then hopefully you afterwards! And I don't mind telling you Usman, you have made some noticeable improvements in yourself as well!"

I continued to stare at her. "Ah, Tolu...no wait! It's Tokunbo isn't it? Tokunbo...Ajayi!" I exclaimed, realization suddenly dawning on me. But I'm still confused here. If it is really you, I know without a doubt I never remembered seeing you around the Gym. But to be honest with you...I don't!"

Tokunbo laughed; beginning to unzip the skirt she was wearing. "Well that's because I recognized you shortly after you joined, and once we started passing notes back and forth, I started going on the nights opposite those that you did. Except for Fridays, which is when I made sure to stay away from wherever it was that you were, usually taking a massage. Fitimi and Felicia were kind enough to put my letters out to you on the nights you were there. That, and removing those you had left for me until I came in the following evening. That way you were never aware of the fact I wasn't there, except as I mentioned on Fridays."

I watched as her skirt fell to the floor, Tokunbo stepping out of it.

"Remind me to thank those two personally," I said grinning at her, feeling my erection growing.

Once again she laughed. "Oh, and the Name isn't Ajayi anymore either. It is Olufemi. Tokunbo Olufemi. I never retook my maiden name."

Tokunbo had peeled the blouse she was wearing up and over her head, revealing those near perfect breasts with their brown chocolate colored nipples, just as large, just as inviting as I had always imagined them to be.

"Well then...what does S.A. stand for then?" I asked confusedly.

Tokunbo finally approached me, placing her hand on my zipper and began sliding it ever so slowly down. She was giggling still.

"Why, Secret Admirer silly, I thought you knew that!" She soon knelt taking my hard throbbing prick inside her mouth. "After this, you going to fuck me against the car just the way you described doing it to me?" she asked with a mouth full of my cock.

"Not only that 'S.A.'," I said calling her affectionately. "But everything else we have shared and discussed too. Which reminds me...how do you feel about masturbating in front of a man?"

"I already am baby...I already am," she answered softly.

The End