I Have To Accept My Situation,

In my memory this friend of my parents has always had a thing for me. Lots of hugs and holding, hands touching my bottom and slipping between my legs, kissing sweet kisses on the face and lips. My parents ignored it, his wife ignored it. A a teen I stood in his arms, tight against him. I went to him, he didn't have to come after me. I liked his arms up high around my breasts, even better when he cupped my breast in his hand. When he slipped his dick in me I was 16, and I couldn't get enough of it.

College and after college I studied and worked but didn't need a boyfriend, I got way more sex than any of my friends, even those that are married. So last night for Thanksgiving dinner, 25 family and friends, families together, I sit with my parents. His family is together and I join them for coffee and desert.

I'm 37, will soon be 38, I'm a woman now, no longer a girl. That's how I feel. I stand close to him, waiting to be hugged. I want a kiss. I want to be see and treated like woman, but unmarried I'll always be a girl.