Making It Through Life Sharing Him With His Mistress

I lost in spin the bottle and he got to kiss me. My first kiss on the lips. Later that year he was my escort to a dance at the country club. He ran into a glass door and his nose bled all over my dress, and his shirt too. He and his mom came to visit my mom, we were sent outside.

Those are some of the memories I have when we were in the 8th grade. We lived across the cul-de-sac. Our parents didn't interfere, let nature take it's course. 10th grade and our first car date. We met some friends at the movies. We had a game, the girls drew lots and the loser had to give their date a hand job, blowjob too if she wanted. I lost that night. It was pretty embarrassing. When we got back to my driveway I gave him my first blowjob.

I have lots of memories, like chapters in my book. We got married out of high school so I was a virgin, we had pledged at church to wait until we got married. We went away to college, and then med school, and residency. By the time we earned our first check that paid the rent we had waited a long time to start a family.

He has a practice with two other pediatricians, I'm playing house with two toddlers. I read a lot of porn, I started when he was in residency. I have fantasies but they are not appropriate for a mom. He is dedicated to his practice, he's like his father. I know what his mom meant when she said medicine is his mistress.