It was back in high school, on the way
back from a swim meet. A girl named Nancy was on the girl's
Varsity team. I had a desperate crush on her and she was
sitting on the aisle across from me. We were all returning
from a meet and the traffic was unreal. She was sitting
there, radiant in her physical perfection and very
agitated. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that
she wa about to explode with a long overdue pee. I was
instantly her hero and determined to be her savior, so I offered
her my towel. It was tightly rolled and very absorbent, and
I told her that if she straddled it right and pulled her suit to
the side, she could safely relieve herself without anyone being
the wiser. She eagerly did as I suggested and within a few
minutes ,smiled and thanked me for my generosity. She
apologized for the "ruining" of my towel and I assured
her that her secret was safe with me. As I carried that
golden treasure home with me, I could barely help but run all the
way home to plunge myself into the treasure that she had given
me! After what seemed to be an interminable walk home, I
went up to my room and held the soaking towel in my hands.
I was trembling as I held the towel to my nose and deeply inhaled
the perfume of her perfect scent. I went into the bathroom
and held my trophy over my face and started to twist the towel in
my hands to release the nectar of this goddess I was so in love
with. It poured down so easily on me that I was amazed it
hadn't soaked my gym bag completely. I tried to recreate
the sequence of events that had taken place so innocently before,
to imagine that it was my face she was so grateful to have at her
disposal to save her dignity, rather than an expensive towel I
had taken the foresight to purchase. I reveled in the
pungent sweetness of her most private gift to me and I drank
thirstily from the contents of that towel like it held the secret
of eternal youth. Within seconds I experienced the most
shattering release I could have imagined! It has been over
twelve years and I still compare every orgasm to the one I
enjoyed that night. My relationship with Nancy never
advanced beyond my rescue of her on the bus that night, but I
came to terms with a very important part of my sexuality that
night. I have been in a series of very gratifying
relationships since then, and it always pleases me to learn that
there are so many strong and intelligent women who have longed
for the kind of release that I can offer them in the course of a
relationship. The intimacy I experienced that night so long
ago has become the standard I have set for myself these many
years later.