I had a job as a waitress in a small family restaurant. I was single with a four year old. I ended up in this town because of my boyfriend, who left me high and dry with a kid. I was 24.

He came in, a college kid, but older. He wore nice clothes. And the car he parked out front was a nice late model car. He ordered and kidded around with me. The place was quiet so I talked to him. He left a nice tip.

He came around a couple of more times and on one occasion he asked if I had seen a movie. I told him I couldn't afford the movies, what with babysitting and all. He offered to pay the babysitter if I went to the movie with him. He went back to the trailer with me after the movie and he expected sex. I gave him sex, partly because there wasn't much to talk about. After sex, we went out to the couch to put my son to bed, I was still pretty much naked, and so was he. After my son was in bed, he sat on the couch and I gave him a hand job and a blow job, I told him it was an after sex gratuity. We stayed naked on the couch.

He was a rich kid, grown up rich, he was getting a second degree. I asked why he asked me out, and he told me he had seen my nipple the first day he came in. And anyway, he thought I would be a good fuck. He dated me, took me out to the movies, to fuck me.

My ex boyfriend was into porn, and he had left a lot of porn behind, and we looked at it together. He asked to see my pussy like that, with my legs open like that, he asked me to get on my hands and knees and he fucked me again like that on the couch. Then he left and went back to his apartment.

I was his lover all the way through until he graduated and took a job. All the time I was his lover he paid for everything, even paid my rent from time to time. He was nice to my son, and for Christmas he bought us nice gifts. He offered me a washer and dryer, or a television set. I took the washer and dryer.

Those years that I was his lover were good years. We had sex a lot. That is what we had in common. And we used the porn magazines to give us ideas of what to do. We went out to eat from time to time, and to the movies. My son liked him a lot, and when he left my son lost a good friend.

I was just not the girl he was going to marry. We didn't have much in common. He was a rich kid, and he married a rich girl he met at work. They have a nice family. For Christmas I get a card and I always get a nice check. It is my Christmas bonus.

He was the nicest guy I ever met. He treated me right, he liked sex, and he liked me.

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