I always dated feminine guys. For the longest time I just thought I preferred somewhat girly boys. It never occurred to me that I was a lesbian until I met Jane. I was 16 and she was 30 and my Gym teacher. Of course I called her Miss Andersen like all the other girls did. She was way younger looking than 30 and extremely athletic. I was a slender waif with blond hair and not athletic. My latest boyfriend had just broken up with me and I had really fallen hard for him and she caught me weepy in the corner of the showers by myself and offered to comfort me. I was naked and wet and she didn't care. she hugged me tight and I just melted when she grabbed my bare ass. In an instant I needed her. We spent an hour licking our way down each other's throats and feeling each other up. I'd never touched a girl before but I wanted to touch her so badly. She ate me out while I laid on her desk and then I ate her out and we were all of a sudden dating.

Of course we had to keep our relationship a secret. I moved in with her after graduating and we married the first day it was legal.