Memory Lane
written by:
Shuggie
Memory LaneOne thing about being young and in love is the fact that you are very optimistic about everything, I was 14 and going steady with a girl from my class at school and dare I say it I was in love.
Kirsty was my best friend and my girl friend, in my eyes there was no one else like her, she was beautiful, sexy, she made me laugh, and I could just listen to her for hours as she talked about nothing.
Kirsty and I spoke about when we were old enough we would save up and get married, when we were 18, little did we know, that wasn't what fate had planned for us.
My dad was a fireman and applied for a promotion, my mum never told me about it because she thought that he wouldn't get the promotion, suddenly my blissful little existence turned to a horror story as I sat in front of my dad as he explained that he had got a promotion and that we had to move 90 miles away.
My whole world collapsed around me, I loved Kirsty and she loved me, we had made plans, although I knew in my heart that I had no way of staying to see those plans through. I sat there taking in the news with disbelief then threw the mother of all tantrums, telling my dad he had ruined my life over a few measly pounds.
I just couldn't think of how to explain to Kirsty what my dad had told me, we were going to the school disco the next night, I had to tell her before it because she would realise that something was up and it would spoil our last night out together as a couple.
I explained to my mum that I had to go over and see Kirsty right away, my mum got my dad to take me over and to come back and get me when I phoned, it was the least he could do after ruining my life.
I had been dating Kirsty for nearly 3 years and her house was like a second home, I didn't even have to knock, I used to walk straight in. when I arrived I walked in to the surprise of her mum and dad, and Kirsty and her family realised straight away that something was up. I explained that I needed to talk to Kirsty alone, her mum and dad headed to the kitchen as I sat on the sofa and took her hand as the tears started forming in my eyes, the look on her face burned into my brain as I tried to find the words to explain.
"My dad has just told me he has got a promotion" I said feeling the first small tear slip out of my eye and down my cheek. Kirsty sat with her mouth open as she stroked my hand.
I explained that we had to move 90 miles away and that we would be leaving in about 2 weeks time, I watched the tears form in Kirsty's eyes then flow down her face.
"But he can't do this, we love each other, what about us" Kirsty sobbed as she tried to wipe the tears away.
We sat talking about having to wait until I was old enough to leave home then I would move back and we could be together again, after all it was only 18 months till I was 16 and could live on my own.
Kirsty and I promised to wait for each other and then sat on the sofa cuddling and telling each other over and over again how much we loved each other, Kirsty's mum and dad waited patiently in the kitchen until I phoned my dad then went through and asked Kirsty what was wrong.
She told them that she would tell them later as she waited in the hallway with me till my dad arrived, we stood kissing and cuddling not wanting to let each other go, both holding on as my dad sat patiently in the car, he knew it could take a while but didn't mind.
Both sets of parents knew how much we felt about each other, my mum phoned Janice (Kirsty's mum) and they talked for some time, the next day about how they could handle it.
The following evening I explained to my mum that I wanted to buy Kirsty something to give to her at the dance, my dad took me to a jewellers and I bought her a necklace with a heart on it, the inscription read "my love for you will never die".
It some how seemed appropriate given the circumstances, I raced across to buy flowers and chocolates then headed home to have a shower and get dressed for the dance.
By 7pm my dad had dropped me off at Kirsty's and I sat waiting in the living room, before Kirsty appeared, she was wearing a beautiful dark blue evening gown that her mum bought her that day.
She looked like an angel as she walked into the sitting room, after 5 minutes of small talk she asked me to go up to the bedroom so we could talk privately, we headed upstairs as I watched her sit on the bed and saw the tears in her eyes start to form again.
"My mum says that if you truly love a person then sometimes you have to let them go, and hope that sooner or later they will find their way back to you again" Kirsty said as I sat next to her watching the tears smudge her make up.
I wanted to say something; anything to stop her from saying what I guessed was coming.
"I love you with all my heart, I always will, but when you move away, then we will have to move on with our lives, and maybe one day we will find our way back to each other" Kirsty sat there with the tears pouring down her face as we both cuddled into each other for what seemed like an eternity.
After a while I headed back downstairs as her mum came up and helped her fix her make up before her dad drove us to the school for the dance. I remember thinking that I didn't want this night to end, although it passed too quickly.
The final song was Foreigner "I want to know what love is" we stood on the floor holding each other tight as we moved to the music, our night was over and by the looks of it our love too.
The two weeks passed in a blur, and the day we were moving Kirsty came over to help us, when the van was closed we stood on the pavement hugging and kissing as we both cried our eyes out.
I was 14, I was supposed to be tough, yet all I could do was cry like a little baby. My dad sat in the car as the removal men waited for me to climb into the front seat. I climbed in and rolled down my window as Kirsty leaned in and gave me another kiss, my dad slowly reversed back then waited giving me one last glimpse of Kirsty as she waved and cried at the same time, as her mum held her close.
I watched over my shoulder till she was nothing more than a blur, my one true shot at happiness was gone.
Kirsty lived up to her word, each time I tried to phone her, her mum told me that she didn't want to speak to me as it would be too painful. I wrote her a letter about a month later, then received one, letting me know she still loved me and dreamed about me every day, yet we had agreed to get on with our lives and if I really loved her I would do what was best for her and not make contact again.
As the months slowly passed and I made new friends at school the pain slowly diminished, I would catch myself dreaming in class about Kirsty and some of the moments we spent together, yet they didn't hurt, I actually enjoyed remembering her.
Seven months later I dated for the first time, she was nothing like Kirsty and I knew it, yet I was 15 and the world seemed less dark again, Moira and I dated for nine months then split up because I was a jerk. Moira had done one thing for me; she had helped me get over Kirsty.
By the time I was nineteen my dad got another posting, although this time we only lived 25 miles away from where Kirsty had stayed, I thought about going and visiting her, when I finally got the courage up I jumped into my car and headed to her house to be told they had moved several years ago.
The new owner didn't have a forwarding address; I finally resigned myself to leaving Kirsty in the past and getting on with my life. The following summer I enrolled in a local college to do a construction course, my mum and dad agreed to help me financially while I was at college and this was a major incentive to going to college.
A week into college everything seemed great, I had a group of class mates that were a laugh and I was enjoying the course, the problem is fate has a tendency to jump up and bite you in the nuts when you least expect it.
As I sat in the canteen with the lads as we watched all the girls go by and started making sick teen comments like "what would you do to her". You know the usual childish comments, one of the guys pointed out this hot bit of stuff in tracksuit bottoms, I gave the body a once over and thought "nice" then looked up at the face.
I had to have another look, she looked like an older version of Kirsty, different hair, yet the features and the eyes were the same, the more I looked at her, the more I was convinced it was Kirsty.
Kirsty paid the lady for her food and headed towards us, her eyes fixed on the table of girls across and behind us, as she drew nearer I had to know if it really was her.
"Hello stranger" I said with a grin as she looked at me for a few seconds. I could tell by the look on her face that she didn't recognise me.
"Sorry do I know you" Kirsty said as she continued trying to work out who I was.
"Do you still wear that necklace that says, my love for you will never die" I said watching as she immediately dropped her tray, then leaned forward and flung her arms around my neck as her friends and mine watched on.
"Craig, I thought I would never see you again" she said letting go before bending down and picking up her pack of sandwiches and the rest of her lunch and placing it back on the tray.
Kirsty slipped her tray onto our table and sat down across from me, as we started to chat about what had happened to us in the time we hadn't seen each other.
After about 10 minutes of chat we arranged to meet each other after college and go to a café for another chat. I waited at the main doors of the college and was about to give up hope on her coming when I finally saw her running across the road and up to the steps toward me. The next three hours we spent chatting and filling each other in about our lives, Kirsty asked if I was doing anything that night as she wanted me to go back to her house and give her mum and dad a surprise, she explained that if she didn't recognise me then they wouldn't.
When we walked in the door Kirsty kept me out in the hall until her mum was seated then guided me in to the living room.
"Well do you remember this guy" she said with a smile.
Her parents looked me up and down and seemed none the wiser, as they sat and stared at me.
"Go on say it" Kirsty beckoned, we had planned that I would say what I always said when I was younger and visited.
"Get the kettle on, it's only me" I said with a grin as I watched Janice jump to her feet and charge at me, giving me a great big cuddle and kissing me on the forehead.
"Craig, how have you been sweetie" she asked as she pulled back and stroked my hair and looked at me, Kirsty's dad just stood up and shook my hand and told me it was great to see me again.
I spent the next two hours chatting to her parents about what I had been up to, Janice filled me in on how badly Kirsty had coped when I moved away as I sat and watched Kirsty blush.
Janice filled me full of cakes and coffee, as we sat talking, yet before I knew it, the time was 10pm and I had a 30 mile drive home to make, I explained that I had to go, Janice told me that the door was always open and I didn't need to knock, just don't be a stranger.
Kirsty and I stood at the door for ten minutes talking, we arranged to meet in the common room the next day and as I was about to leave Kirsty gave me a great big hug then drew back before planting a kiss on my lips. It just felt, so right as we sunk into the kiss, it seemed like no time had passed as we picked up where we left off.
The following day we sat in the common room and chatted during our break, then arranged to meet at lunchtime, we headed out to McDonalds then decided to skip the rest of the afternoon and chose to go a walk down to the local park as we sat chatting and watching the ducks on the pond.
By 7pm Kirsty had phoned her mum and told her that she wasn't going to make it home for dinner her mum was cool about it and told her that if she needed picked up her dad would come down and get her.
We headed to a pub and sat chatting the night away, Kirsty finally got home shortly before midnight and as I walked her to her door Kirsty swung round and we sank into another kiss.
We hadn't discussed going out with each other, yet it seemed that we were, two weeks passed then one day we met up during the morning break and Kirsty asked if I fancied taking the day off and spending it with her.
She wanted to go home and get changed before we went out so we drove back to her mum and dads and sat talking on the sofa. We got onto the subject of ex boyfriends and girlfriends and spoke about some of our mistakes, Kirsty even spoke about her dream of how she would lose her virginity to me, yet she gave it away cheaply to a guy who didn't even last 5 minutes.
She sat blushing as she recalled it; she looked up at me then thought for a few seconds.
"You know I have a few regrets about things I have done, yet only one true regret, and that is I still wish in my heart of hearts that I had made love with you, and that you were my first" Kirsty said as she stared at her lap feeling uncomfortable admitting this.
"I feel the very same way" I said watching her head raise as her eyes stared at me, we both leaned in and started kissing, we sat kissing for about five minutes before I pulled away and looked at her.
"Would you like to make love" I asked quietly as I felt my hands shake and watched Kirsty nod then take my hand and guide me to her bedroom.
As I walked in behind her I saw an old school picture sitting on the dresser it was taken at the dance, it had me and Kirsty holding onto each other as we smiled for the camera.
Beside it was a picture of me, a school photo she had also kept all these years. Suddenly it all made sense.
Kirsty had never gotten over me and I had never really got over her. Wrapping my arms around her we sunk into another session of passionate kissing for a few minutes before Kirsty pulled away and signalled me to sit on the bed.
I sat watching as Kirsty smiled as she undone the buttons of her blouse, exposing her white bra that held her small breasts. Kirsty slipped her skirt round as she fiddled with the catch to loosen it before allowing her skirt to drop to the floor, Kirsty watched me as I couldn't take my eyes off her body.
"Stand up" Kirsty whispered as I lifted myself off the bed and watched as she planted a kiss on my lips then pulled my tee shirt out of my trousers then lifted it over my head.
Kirsty's hands slid down through my chest hair and over my stomach down to my trousers and unbuttoned them, before sliding down my zip, I watched as Kirsty bent her knees and guided my trousers down with her hands as she kneeled in front of me.
Kirsty's hands slowly slid up the front of my legs then slipped into the waistband of my boxer shorts, gently sliding them down as my now hard cock bobbed in front of her face.
As Kirsty continued to slide my shorts down she leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on the head of my cock.
"Do you want me to go and wash" I asked realising where this may lead, Kirsty just shook her head and slid her hands up my legs, before taking my hard cock in her hand and continuing to kiss my cock.
Kirsty looked up at me and gave a gentle smile before dropping her head and opening her mouth and slipping my cock into her warm wet mouth. I stood there watching as Kirsty slowly worked my cock into her mouth then retracted it a little, before working her tongue round it for a few seconds then pushing my cock back into her mouth again.
I placed my hands on her head and started to guide her pace, Kirsty let me lead as she let me gently fuck her wet mouth. Within a minute Kirsty stopped allowing my cock to slip out of her mouth as she stood up and unclipped her bra, allowing her small shapely breasts to fall out of the cups.
I stood watching as Kirsty slipped her knickers down exposing her hairless pussy as I sat down on the bed to get a better look. Kirsty climbed round me and lay on the top of the covers as I lay down beside her, leaning in and starting another round of passionate kisses.
My hands slipped from one breast to another as we continued to kiss, Kirsty stopped and looked at me, it seemed like I could read what she wanted, Kirsty wanted me to lie on top of her.
I slipped my leg over then positioned the rest of my body before leaning back in allowing my cock to slip into position as we kissed; I pushed my hips forward and felt Kirsty's wet pussy submit to my cock as I slid inside her and gently started to push myself deep inside her.
Kirsty moved slightly to get a better position as we continued to kiss as I slowly started to up the tempo, feeling Kirsty's hips starting to work at meeting me. Within a minute Kirsty stopped our passionate kiss and looked at me.
"Can I sit on top" Kirsty whispered as she stared into my eyes and watched me nod before I slipped off her and lay on my back. Kirsty slipped over my waist and positioned herself as I lay there staring at her small breasts before sliding my hands up and starting to play with them.
Kirsty guided my cock back with her fingers before lowering herself gently onto my rock hard cock and slowly started to work my cock deep inside herself.
After a minute of watching Kirsty ride me as I played with her tits, I pulled myself up trying to kiss her breasts, Kirsty leaned forward allowing me access to her breasts as she continued to pump my cock, taking her right nipple in my mouth I slowly started to suck her nipple then gently bite it as Kirsty started to moan gently. Kirsty started to work my cock into her, harder and harder as I felt my balls tighten as I listened to her moan in delight.
"oh I'm goanna cum" I moaned as I watched Kirsty nod as she closed her eyes and slammed her pussy as hard as she could onto to my cock.
Kirsty let out a loud moan then tensed up as I felt my cock, unable to delay the inevitable, shoot what seemed like a fountain of cum deep into her pussy, Kirsty continued to ride my cock until she was sure that I had finished then stopped and dropped her head forward and looked at me before giving me a smile.
I lay there holding her hips as she leaned forward trying to kiss me as I felt my cock slip out of her.
Kirsty continued to kiss me as she climbed off and placed her feet on the floor before heading to the bathroom to clean my fluids from her pussy.
Kirsty came back and lay beside me then slipped under the covers as I followed her, we lay there for about 10 minutes not saying a word, holding each other and kissing before Kirsty rolled over and placed her head on my chest as we lay there talking about how we should have done this much earlier.
After an hour we both headed for a shower together and headed out to the town.
Although the next day when I saw Kirsty she had a grin on her face.
"Eh you'll never believe this" Kirsty said with a smile before continuing "My mum wasn't at work yesterday she was in bed asleep and we woke her up" Kirsty's face showed her embarrassment.
"She heard everything" she said cuddling into my chest.
Kirsty explained that her mum knew it was her and I in the next room and didn't mind, even though they had a family rule that Kirsty didn't have sex at home. The next time I saw Janice I was trying to watch what I said, she never mentioned it.
Kirsty and I went on to get married and have two beautiful kids; maybe fate had planned on being nice to us after all.
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