I was 16 a the time, almost 17. I used to stop by this convenience store and buy drinks. The woman working behind the counter was 27 and divorced. Cute as hell. We flirted and I convinced her I was over 18. I was big and could pass for 18 or older. I started going by her house in the evenings. She'd put her kids to bed and we'd have our fun. Did this for around two months. She finally found herself a boyfriend closer to her own age and I stopped seeing her. To this day she doesn't know she was fucking someone underage. Then again, I wonder. Maybe she did know and chose to be ignorant of the fact. Anyway it was fun while it lasted