A Strange Affair, I Am No Where Near Over It
I met her husband, a nice man in his early fifties. After dinner we watched a black and white mystery movie from the fifties. A little wine and cheese during the movie. At bedtime she came into my room to 'tuck' me in. A kiss on the forehead, a whisper to come sleep with her and her husband, to snuggle up tight. Not to disappoint her husband.
She took me by the hand, settled me into bed with them. Her husband took me into his arms, gripped me and 'mounted' me. He then turned me over to her. After caressing me and holding me she kissed me on the mouth with lots of whispers about making her husband happy and how she wanted me to be loved.
I won't really call it an affair. I spent all my free time with her, became her favorite friend, and his sweetie at night. I turned 25 and tore myself away, going back to my parents. It's been a year and sleeping alone is still very hard on me. I know going back is a mistake, but being apart is too.
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