Sarah - A Chance Encounter By The Calffan By The Calffan - Calffan@hotmail.com Comments and suggestions welcome. I was sitting on the bench at the park, having finished an hour of my daily routine of basketball drills (free throws, outside shots, dribbling and layups) when I noticed a woman approaching me. She was about my age (late 30s to early 40s) and was very attractive. From what I could see, she was a brunette with shoulder-length cropped hair, brown eyes and a nicely tanned complexion. She looked familiar, but I just couldn't place her. She was smiling as she walked closer. At first I thought she was simply walking in my direction (we were in a park), but it soon became apparent she was walking over to me. "Hi!" she said as she reached my bench. "We meet again." I looked at her with a puzzled look on my face. "Hi! I'm just finishing some exercise. How are you? Have we met? I'm sorry; you look familiar, very pretty by the way, but familiar." "Why thank you, you're sweet. I'll give you a hint if you like." "Sure." "McDonalds, last week. You were at the drive thru." I started thinking about what she just said... drive thru... drive thru. Then an image popped into my head and I realized why she looked so familiar. "Oh yes! Oh boy! You must have thought I was some kinda weirdo." "No, not at all. What were you so fixed on anyway? You looked like you were in a trance until our eyes met." "I'm a bit embarrassed to say, but I've got nothing to lose at this point. Please don't think I'm crazy, but I was staring at your legs; your calves, specifically." "My calves? Whatever for? " "I was afraid you would say that. My friends think I'm crazy, but I'm tired of suppressing my feelings. I've never spoken at length with someone about my, um, fetish, but you asked." "Sure, Hun, get it off your chest. I'm not sure where this is going, but you're cute and I just finished my walk, so I could sit down for a bit." She sat down on the bench next to me. "Where are my manners? I'm sorry, my name is Jim." "My name is Sarah, nice to make your acquaintance." While Sarah was speaking, she shifted her weight on the bench and my gaze shifted to her thighs. She had on what were normally baggy exercise pants, but on her they were remarkably snug. She noticed my gaze and smiled wide when our eyes met. Those eyes or hers were mesmerizing, the kind that could see right through a guy; a beautiful dark hazel. "You were getting something off your chest?" "Yes, Sarah, you see... I have an um, uh... fetish for muscular legs and your legs are so unbelievably muscular, I couldn't take my eyes off of them when you were walking to the store. Again, I'm sorry for staring, but you overwhelmed me with those gorgeous legs." "So let me see if I understand; you like muscular legs?" "I do." "Why, if I can ask? And thank you, most people seem to think they're too masculine. Even my boyfriend comments on them. Well, I can't really call him my boyfriend, but we get together from time to time." "I don't know where it came from, Sarah, but for as long as I can remember, I've had this infatuation with muscular women." My cock was becoming erect and I was feeling uncomfortable. Sarah noticed immediately. "Jim, are you getting excited talking about muscular legs?" I was. "I'm so embarrassed, Sarah, but yes." I turned crimson red. Here I was in the presence of a beautiful woman and I can't control myself. "Not just muscular women, Sarah, you... and your muscular legs." I was horny and really trying to control myself from involuntarily spasming right in from of her. "I really do that to you, Jim? But I'm wearing pants... you can't even see my calves." "I know, but the image of your thick, wide calves is burned into my head. I couldn't forget them if I tried." I was tenting my shorts at this point and shifted to try and cover it. Sarah giggled, looked around and placed her hand right on my dick. "You poor baby... thank you, Jim. You really made my day. I've always been a bit self-conscious about them and I do admit they are pretty large and hard. I could just eat you up! You're adorable!" She started stroking my cock. I noticed how strong her hand seemed. I began moaning. "Don't you lose it here in the park, Jim. I have an idea." Sarah swung her left leg onto the bench, keeping her right hand firmly attached to my dick. With her left hand, she slid her pant leg up. It was tougher than she thought and had to use both hands to pull it up, exposing the calf of my dreams, staring right into my eyes. "There! It's not easy uncovering these calves, Jim." Sarah resumed her hard fondling of my cock. "Go ahead, you can touch it if you like, Jim." I stroked Sarah's calf, amazed at how smooth and hard it was. I was speechless, save for a subdued moan. "Oh?.myyy?.god!" , I whispered softly. "You weren't lying, Jim; you really dig muscular legs. " "Sarah... how, how... big... are they?" I was completely lost in muscle lust, Sarah rotating her foot, tensing up her steel-hard calves. "I don't know, sweetie... big, very big. It's hard finding anything to fit other than capris or skirts. I've never measured them, though. You wanna measure them for me, honey?" I was jelly in her hands at this point, my cock sticking straight up, aided by Sarah's non-stop hand- job. "Oh my?.this can't be real?ohhh mmmyyy!" "You're not dreaming, Jim. Jim, my other leg is getting jealous." Sarah stood up and sat on the other side of me on the bench, pulling up her pant leg to expose her other well-muscled calf, which was just as massive as the first. "All these years and no one has ever told me what you did, Jim. Thank you. You have no idea how it feels to have larger muscles than everybody, even the boys, as a young girl." Sarah's breathing was starting to get a bit labored and she softly moaned, flexing her calf even harder than I thought possible. "MMmmmm! You like my mmmuscular legs, Jim? Do you really like them?" Sarah flexed even harder, milking more muscle from her bloated calf. I didn't have a tape measure with me, but there was no way they weren't at least 20 inches. My hand covered less than half of it. "Oh, Jim! This feels amazing! Ooohhhh! Ooooohhh!" I was speechless again, frantically running my hands over Sarah's gigantic calf, trying as hard as I could to squeeze them. "Don't waste your time, Jim. You'll never make a dent in these muscles. I love the attention, though. Keep massaging my calf, Jimmy." After about ten minutes of Sarah's flex-fest and my groping, I came in my pants, a large wet spot forming right in the front of my shorts. My orgasm caused me to remove my hands from Sarah's calf. Sarah opened her eyes and looked at me, seductively. "Did I do that to you, Jim?" she cooed. "Oh Sarah, thank you. My lord, thank you." Sarah stood up in front of me and looked around. It's a good thing it was early and the park was empty. She guided my hands to her calves and went up on her toes, looking down at me, smiling. I gasped. "I never thought people liked muscular legs like mine. How do they feel, Jim?" I stared, slack-jawed and unable to answer at Sarah's lower legs, which seemed like they grew with all of the flexing. They were too large for two hands, so I alternated between legs, overwhelmed by their hardness... and volume. "Do you see why I can't find jeans or boots to fit?" Sarah began doing raises while my hands slid up, down and around her pulsating pistons. My hard-on was back and showed no signs of subsiding. Sarah purred, shuddered and a wet spot formed on her pants. "Ooohhh, Jim... you made me cum." What seemed like an eternity had been about 45 minutes and I didn't want this dream to end -- and apparently, Sarah didn't either. She bent down and placed a wet kiss on my lips. "Jim, I want to fuck you... do you want me? I'll let you feel up my calves while we're fucking. Do you want me, Jim?" She didn't have to ask. "Of course I do, Sarah. I wanted you the moment you walked past my car. I've spent the past week masturbating to the image of your legs," I mumbled, between kisses. "Let's go to my place, Sarah." "Oh, Jim, I'm sooo sorry, but I really want you to fuck me, but I have to drive a friend to the airport. Please forgive me. I never thought I'd run into you here and never in my wildest dreams thought what happened would happen. I'll make it up to you, I promise." "Its okay, Sarah, I've waited all these years, I can hold on for a bit longer." "You're sweet, Jim. Don't make me fall in love with you right here!" "I'm not the only one, Sarah. You're just too much." "Something to remember me by, until we get together." Sarah looked around again, pulled down my shorts and engulfed my dick till her lips met the base of my shaft. The sensation almost pulled me off of the bench. For about 5 minutes, Sarah hungrily -- almost angrily -- sucked my dick, swallowing every drop of my spunk. Satisfied, she slurped off of my flaccid cock and kissed me again. "Later, honey! Meet me here tonight, at dusk and we'll go to your place." I was speechless and grunted, I think. Sarah smiled, blew me a kiss and headed for her car, pants pulled up to her knees, knotted calves bulging. I pulled up my shorts and sat motionless for 5 minutes, trying to collect myself before getting in my car to go home. After getting in my car, before I pulled off, I noticed a note on my windshield. "Jim, I changed my mind. Here is my address. Let yourself in and wait for me. There's a key in the flower pot. I can't wait to see you. XOXO Sarah." The thought of Sarah caused my dick to spasm and my hands were shaking. I couldn't wait to see her again. I beat myself off to another orgasm before heading home to shower.