Quite a difficult one
I first saw D walking in the park near my house with her boyfriend and I was smitten. She was younger - a lot younger - but there was something about her that I just couldn't resist.

It was how she moved. It was her gorgeous hazel coloured eyes. It was her boundless enthusiasm. I was instantly captivated and I knew for the first time that I was in love.

I didn't know where she lived, and with slight reticence I'll admit that I became a bit of a stalker.

She was always in the park at the same time so it wasn't too difficult to make sure that I'd be able to get near. My plan was to gradually make eye contact, get closer, make her aware of my existence and hope against hope that one day she'd speak to me. Pathetic, I know, but I was never that good with women.

Gradually, she became used to seeing me there and we'd occasionally acknowledge each other as we passed on the path. A few times she even came up to me when her boyfriend was a short distance away. She never spoke - but she didn't need to. I just knew from the look in D's eyes that she felt exactly as I did.

One day at the height of summer we even ran off together for a short distance, but her boyfriend called her back and then chased me across the park. He seemed a violent man and not worthy of her affections.

I started to see them out in town on a Saturday night and her boyfriend would refuse to let her accompany him with his mates in the pub. Sometimes he'd even leave her outside while he was inside cavorting with other women. She always looked so sad and mournful sat out on her own, and when I realised how unhappy she was I knew that I had to act, and that it was right to do so, if only for D's sake.

One day, while her boyfriend was in the pub I spirited her away and took her home. Not a word was necessary - she knew that something was changing in both our lives and that from now on, nothing would ever be the same again. The age gap didn't matter - we were in love.

That night we made love for what seemed like aeons and woke up the following morning fully committed to spending the rest of our lives together.

Unfortunately, a short while later she got sick and so the vet had to put her down. I've got a new dog now.
( rofl harris, Tue 9 Dec 2008, 12:02, 2 replies)

Sorry,
Too obvious.
(ice9, Tue 9 Dec 2008, 12:21, closed)

You're right
But when all else fails, bestiality ftw.

/edit I even got bored writing that one, but for lack of actual stories, I can console myself with the fact that I've never shagged a granny.
( rofl harris, Tue 9 Dec 2008, 12:23, closed)