The story I am about to tell happened over 30 years ago, when I was not quite 20 years old. I had just finished my first year in community college in my hometown of Boerne, Texas, just trying to get my general requirements out of the way. I had not been a very good student in high school, graduating by the skin of my teeth! I was still living at home, and my wise parents encouraged me to see if I liked college by attending our local community college, so I enrolled. It was my intention to transfer to a four-year university in a couple years.

I got a job in retail at a Hallmark store in our town. I liked the generally quiet and warm atmosphere there, and eventually made good relationships with our regular customers. Our local franchise was owned by Tom Donnely, a nice guy who seemed pretty laid back. 

Shortly after starting work there, I was introduced to Tom’s wife, Katie, who was very attractive and looked younger than Tom. Her long, dark curly hair framed her round face with high cheekbones, really complementing her green eyes and sweet smile. Katie worked at the store as an employee, though only part-time. But we got along great and I enjoyed working when she was there. We joked around and she had a dark sense of humor that few people could comprehend–but she noticed that I did, which seemed to endear me to her.

During quiet times when there were few or no customers, we talked about our personal lives. I found out she and Tom had been married about seven years, and that she was 30. She shared that Tom was 42. They had two young kids, a daughter named Sophie and a son named Christian. I enjoyed making their kids laugh whenever they stopped by the store.

One afternoon when my parents visited the store, I introduced them to Katie. She gushed about how thrilled she and Tom were to have hired me, that I was great with the customers, and funny. She softly punched me in the arm when she said that. My parents were very cordial, and something inside of me felt happy that they seemed to like her.

That night after going home, I thanked my parents for stopping by the store. They said they liked seeing where I worked, and were glad to hear I was a good employee. My dad got a little serious for a moment, to my surprise, and said, “Benji, that Katie lady seems nice and I’m glad you get along so well.” I smiled, preparing to tell them how she was my new friend and how well we got along, but he continued, “Just be careful. She is the boss’s wife, and she seemed a little…” He searched for the right word before concluding, “flirty, son.”

That word was unexpected. I knew what it meant – the way you talk or act around a person you are attracted to – but I never thought that’s what Katie was acting like. Even though I was quite attracted to her, I always kept a thin wall up in my mind, so that I wouldn’t cross a line, due to all the factors my dad just laid out. But I didn’t even consider that her friendly behavior was indicative of her having any attraction to me, a stupid kid who was awkward around most women! Secretly, I was flattered by his observation. But that “wall of protection” made me wave it off as ridiculous. 

Trying to avoid getting into an argument with my dad, I just responded with, “Uh… I’m sure that’s not true, but okay.” Then I went back to my room, closed my door, put on some music, and did a little homework for the next day. 

I freely admit that when I went to bed that night, I stroked myself for the umpteenth time with Katie on my mind, only this time, the feelings were more intense as I contemplated my dad’s warning. “Could it be true?” I wondered. “Would a hot married mom like Katie really like a kid like me?” When I was done, I cleaned up and rolled over to sleep.

The next day, after my morning classes, I headed to work. As usual, once there, I went straight to the staff restroom to change into my work uniform.

I opened the door and stood speechless as I saw a woman’s beautiful, round, naked ass as she was bent over, the back of her dress hiked above her waist, pulling her panties up after using the toilet. I suddenly realized it was Katie! At first, she didn’t notice I’d opened the door behind her due to the noise of the fan and toilet water refilling the tank. But after I closed the door as quickly as I could, I heard her laugh lightly, “Sorry! I guess I forgot to lock it!”

My heart was racing and I felt like I was “in trouble,” despite the contrasting feelings of elation at seeing a sight that would get me through at least the next hundred jerking off sessions!

When Katie finally opened the door, she had a surprised look on her face when she saw me standing there, mirroring her expression. 

“Oh, it was you,” she chuckled nervously.

“Um, yeah,” was all I could muster in response.

“Well,” she smiled, “now you know me a lot better!” 

Then she just walked away, her cute ponytail swaying in her wake.

Dumbfounded, I just walked into the restroom and made sure I locked the door behind me! 

My hands shook as I fumbled with my clothes. My thoughts were filled with the memory of that ass. I recalled that I had seen her mound from the rear only fleetingly as she was bent over, grasping her red satin panties around her ankles and pulling them over her luscious ass.

I was still trembling after I had changed, so I leaned against the sink and stared at myself in the mirror, my mouth hanging open. I forced myself to take deep breaths and calm down. I kept recalling her lighthearted, seemingly unfazed response to me seeing a part of her naked. I smiled at that, and it helped calm me down.

When I came out and walked to the glass counter, Katie, who was straightening some tchotchkes on the shelves, just smiled at me and asked, “See anything else interesting back there?”

Again, I could not hide my nervous reaction to her flirtatious question.

“I… uh… n-no,” I finally answered.

Katie chuckled, “Oh good. No competition, then.”

I couldn’t believe how bold she was being in front of customers! Then again, I realized she was choosing her words carefully enough that customers would have no idea what we were talking about. That realization attracted her to me even more, and I felt guilty for my feelings for this married mother of two.

As I went about my tasks, straightening items on glass shelves, putting together cardboard displays with another co-worker, a nice older guy named Jim, and assisting customers, I found myself avoiding the front counter. But I couldn’t shake the amazing and unexpected images of Katie’s perfect naked ass from the restroom!

The next thing I knew, the sky was dark outside the store’s front windows, and the hum of the overhead fluorescent lights diminished as lights were turned off section by section. I glanced at my watch and it read “9:00.” I couldn’t believe it was already closing time! 

I wasn’t sure who was closing with me, so I walked out to the front of the store and saw Katie locking the front door as Jim waved goodbye at her. My heart skipped a beat, both from my now-deepened crush, and anxiety over our earlier encounter.

“There you are,” she smiled—god, that lovely smile that melted my heart! “If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought you were avoiding me,” she chuckled. “Actually, maybe I don’t know better!”

“What? No. I… uh… I wasn’t avoiding…” I stammered. 

She sauntered her way over to me and got a lot closer than I expected. She raised her hand and patted my chest while looking me right in the eyes, mere inches from my face.

“Good,” she said in a smoky voice. “I mean, we should be a lot friendlier now, right?” she added flirtatiously.

Damn it! Why did she have to bring that awkward moment back up?

She could detect my internal discomfort from a face I must have been making, and she bit her lower lip as she smiled.

“Come help me count the cash from the register,” she said, turning away and walking towards the counter.

I followed her like a little puppy. The store was dark, except for the dim lights under each shelf. My heart rate was rising!

As she passed cash over to me following her count, I re-counted it for accuracy. But I wasn’t sure how “accurate” my count would be because I was so distracted! So, I counted my stacks twice.

When our counts matched, Katie picked up the stacks and said, “You’d better follow me. I might need you as a witness that I didn’t take any for myself,” she laughed.

Since she and her husband owned this location, I just smiled and said, “I didn’t see anything! It’s all yours, anyway.”

She laughed at that. “Good point!” she responded as I followed her to the back employees-only area of the darkened store.

After she put the cash in the hidden safe on the floor, she turned to face me.

“Well, Ben, I guess we’re done for the night,” she smiled.

“Okay!” I answered, a little more juvenile than I wanted to.

I began to turn away when I heard her say, “Unless…”

I turned back to face her.

“Unless you’d like to talk about… anything,” she continued.

“Um, I… I don’t think…” I stuttered.

Katie stepped closer to me, making me anxious again.

“Well, I’m sorry,” she said, her voice a little shaky, “But I’ve been dying all day to hear your thoughts about… what you saw earlier today,” she finished.

Before I could formulate an answer, she added, “Did you… like what you saw?” Her tone and expression were surprisingly vulnerable.

My mood changed slightly. Katie clearly was now nervous to talk to me, and yet here she was, bravely addressing the elephant in the room. Suddenly, I felt like maybe we were on equal footing.

But why was she asking me if I “liked” what I saw? I could understand addressing the matter, to put it behind us. But that last question left me wondering what her motivations might be.

My voice softened to almost a whisper. “I… I did.” Then I looked down at my feet in shame.

There was a stunned silence between us. I looked back up at Katie, and the only sense I had in terms of her reaction was the smile on her face. She seemed relieved and delighted!

“Oh. That’s so sweet,” she said softly, stepping even closer.

The next thing I knew, she was kissing me tenderly, our lips gently touching.

I began to tremble at both the electric sensations as well as the taboo act of a married woman showing intimate affection to a college-aged kid!

Katie paused to look deep into my eyes, resting her forehead on mine while smiling sweetly.

“That was nice,” she purred, giggling.

“Uh, y-yeah,” I stuttered, trying to conceal my shaking.

She made a sweet titter laugh through her smile. Then she pressed the side of her head to my chest and hugged me warmly, sighing.

Looking back up at me, she quietly asked, “Are you okay?”

“Oh, yeah!” I fibbed quickly through a nervous smile. “Just fine!”

“Liar,” she chuckled, rubbing a hand flat on my chest. “That’s okay. I just needed to break the tension,” she added. “But anyway, I do really like you, Benjamin. A lot.”

Then she stepped over toward the office desk to collect her purse, and smiled at me again as she slung it over her shoulder.

Katie began to walk towards the back door and I just watched her in stunned silence. She turned back to look over her shoulder.

“Hey, don’t leave me to walk out in the back alley alone!” she grinned. “Tom would be very upset with you if anything happened to me on your watch,” she teased.

“Oh yeah!” I replied, quickly gathering my backpack and following her out the metal door. She closed it behind me and locked it with her key.

Our cars were parked near each other in the empty alleyway. I stood a few feet from her as she opened her car door and sat in the driver’s seat. As her car sputtered to a start, her headlights came on and she smiled and waved through her window as she drove off.

I was still completely stunned at what had just transpired, and stood frozen as her taillights disappeared around the corner of the building.

My crush was turning into something else. She had kissed me, and told me she really liked me. A lot, she’d added. And she seemed to like the fact that I had seen her naked butt! What was going on in her mind?

I don’t know how long I stood there, alone, staring at the spot I had watched her car turn the corner. 

There was one dim light pole in that back alley, and I detected movement near one of the large metal trash dumpsters—probably old Pete, a homeless guy we all looked the other way for, allowing him to make a space back there at night. Tom had told us not to bother him. Still, his movements startled me to the reality that I needed to get home.

“Hey, Pete!” I called out in the dumpster’s direction, hoping it was him.

A distant voice called back, “Hey there, young man!” It was Pete.

“Have a good night! Be safe!” I called back, unlocking my car and sliding into the driver seat, tossing my backpack into the passenger seat.

The entire 20-minute drive home, Metallica blasted through my car speakers. The aggressive distorted guitars, heavy bass and fast drum beat accompanied my thoughts of Katie, seducing me further, maybe stroking me, or letting me finger her. I imagined tasting her juices on my fingers, then pictured her lying naked on her back on my bed, spreading her legs. What would I do with such an invitation, I wondered. My cock was rock-hard, straining against my slacks. It was a miracle I made it home safely!

Rushing through the front door, I barely acknowledged my parents and went straight to my bedroom, stripping off my uniform, falling onto my bed, and stroking myself furiously, my head back, mouth open and eyes closed.

In mere moments, I was shooting a messy load into the air! It fell back onto my chest and stomach in huge splatters.

Catching my breath, I reached behind me for the box of tissue, always conveniently placed near my bed for such impromptu occasions (which were daily, at my age back then)!

Snagging a few tissues from the box, I dabbed and wiped the mess from my torso, my chest still heaving from the intensity of my self-love.

The next day, it was challenging to concentrate on my classes. I couldn’t wait to get to work that afternoon!

It was just me and Katie closing the store again, and like the previous night, she kissed me after we locked up, more passionately this time. 

I could not hide my raging boner as it pressed against her thigh! Sure enough, she reached down and rubbed it over my pants, looking into my eyes and smiling as she did.

“You’re so hard,” she cooed. “You poor baby,” she said with a false frown. “All those raging hormones.”

A few more strokes made me think I would have an orgasm right there in my pants! To my utter amazement, Katie dropped to her knees, opened my pants, and slid her hot mouth over my shaft!

“Uhhhh!” I groaned shakily.

“Mmmm-hmmm,” she vocalized, her mouth still wrapped tightly around my cock.

It was my first blowjob. It felt similar to when I would sometimes spit into my palm and stroke myself with my full fist, but still so much better! The sensations were similar, but everything sliding up and down my manmeat felt softer somehow.

Katie’s subtle moans only heightened my arousal, and I was just seconds from exploding. My inexperience caused me to not warn her or ask her what to do. Instead, I erupted hard into her salivating mouth!

She gagged and pulled back reflexively, reaching up to stroke me as more ropes of cum shot strongly at her face and chest.

“Dammit,” she complained. “Why didn’t you warn me?” she demanded, standing and shaking my cum off her hands and onto the floor. 

Seeing my jizz dripping from the tip of her nose and running down her bottom lip to her chin was both very sexy and embarrassing. I did feel bad for making her angry.

She stomped off to the staff restroom—the one where I first saw her naked ass—presumably to clean herself off.

Grabbing some tissues from the desk, I dabbed at my cock and then knelt down to wipe my essence off the floor.

As I put myself back together, Katie walked back out to the office area, a frustrated look on her face.

“I’m really sorry,” I said sheepishly.

She sighed. “It’s okay,” she conceded. “What did I expect? I mean, you’re a young guy, probably a little green, and you don’t know proper sexual etiquette,” she said graciously.

She stepped back close to me, hugging me.

She sighed again as we embraced. 

“You probably have a lot to learn.”

A few silent beats later, she added, “Maybe I should be your teacher.”

The comment landed with a thud in my mind.

“Do… do you mean… we could… ?” I asked innocently.

Still hugging me, I felt her shrug.

“I mean, why not? You’re learning important things in school right now,” she reasoned. “You may as well learn to be a man at the same time.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Was she actually offering to teach me about sex… while practicing it?

I squeezed her tighter, trying to regulate my heartbeat.

Then, a sobering thought smacked me in the head: her marriage. To my boss! 

“Wait,” I began. “What about… Tom?” I asked, not wanting to.

Katie backed away, looking at me with a serious expression.

“You let me worry about that, Ben,” she responded reassuringly.

Looking back, I probably should have said “No” right there. But in my youthful enthusiasm and desire for my first sexual experience, I didn’t ask anything else about the subject.

“Okay!” I nodded fervently.

She kissed me softly once more before looking down at the office desk, grabbing a small notepad and a pen. She jotted something down, tore the page out and handed it to me. I looked at it, and it was an address and time.

“Meet me at my house at ten o’clock tomorrow,” she said with a sly smile. “Tom always goes to San Antonio on Wednesdays and is gone all day.”

I thought about my Wednesday schedule at school. Of course I had a class from 9:00 to 11:30! Like an idiot, I mentioned it to Katie.

She laughed. “Um, well, Ben,” she chuckled, “You can either attend your class tomorrow like a good boy, or come to my house to learn how to be a bad boy!” She shrugged before finally stating, “Your choice.”

Then she headed toward the back door. I eagerly followed her, suddenly understanding the ease of my choice. “I’ll be there!” I said like a giddy child.

She looked back at me and only smiled her acknowledgment of my grown-up choice.

I could hardly sleep that night in anticipation of losing my virginity to such a hot woman the next day! I thought of all the things I wanted to try, and worried about my performance with such an experienced woman! I made a conscious decision not to masturbate that night, opting to “save myself” for my special day tomorrow!

I got out of bed early the next morning, and showered thoroughly. I flossed and brushed my teeth twice, and used mouthwash. I dug up one of my dad’s maps of our city of Boerne in the garage and looked up how to get to her street. I wrote myself some directions on a piece of paper to refer to when I drove. I couldn’t eat anything!

My parents had both already left for work, so there was no need to pretend to go to my junior college that morning. I had the whole morning to myself, to get more and more anxious about seeing Katie.

Finally, at around 9:40, I drove off, blaring my Metallica mixtape. Amazingly, I was able to find her street, and there it was: 1611 Shepard Court! The house was a two-story upper-middle-class white home with black trim. I was impressed at its size and appearance because I lived in a modest, middle-class single-story home with my parents.

My heart was beating rapidly by now as I parked on the curb in front of her house. It was a cloudy day. I approached the front door with some trepidation, and rang the doorbell.

After an agonizing minute, the front door opened, and there stood a smiling Katie. She was a sight that took my breath away: hair and makeup done like she was going out on a date, and wearing a purple mini dress with white polka dots and spaghetti straps, and metallic silver high-heeled sandals. 

(Mind you, I didn’t know what any of these items were called back then; I just have the hindsight of a married man now!)

“Hi!” She beamed. “I’m glad you found it! Come on in!”

She stepped aside for me to enter. My palms were sweating from my excitement!

Once her front door was closed and bolted, she stepped close to me and we began to kiss right there in the entryway. She took my hands and placed them on her hips.

“Explore my body, Ben,” she encouraged.

I was already hard as steel from the simple foreplay! My hands roamed down her hips and back up to her waist again, then back down further, softly caressing the curve of her ass over her dress.

“Mmmm, that’s it,” she whispered between kisses.

My hands moved up to her covered breasts. Their spongy flesh felt soft in my fingers. Katie tilted her head diagonally as our passionate kissing continued.

She pulled away and looked deeply into my eyes. My heart skipped a beat as I marveled at the stunning green hue of her irises.

“Come here,” she said, taking me by the hand and leading me to the plush sectional sofa in the living room.

She sat down first, placing her feet on the edge of the sofa and spreading her knees apart, allowing the hem of her short dress to slide up her thighs and giving me a look at what awaited me: a pair of hot pink satin panties covered her most intimate area. Still, except for women in swimsuits and in adult magazines, this was the first time I was seeing a real woman in sexy panties, and I wanted to explore them!

Katie extended her arms and wiggled her fingers in a “come join me” gesture. I sat next to her, and she leaned over and began kissing me again.

Instinctively, my hands roamed her curves, squeezing her still-covered breasts, and eventually finding their way to the warmth between her legs. My cock twitched as my fingers slid over the silky gusset of Katie’s panties, and she made a long sigh as I rubbed her intimate space. It wasn’t long before I had pulled the crotch aside and I was plunging my fingers into her sopping snatch!

“Oh god,” she panted as I licked and kissed her neck.

I stopped only to bring my fingers to my nose and inhaled her luscious aroma. It was the very first time I sensed what a real pussy smelled like, and it was heavenly!

Watching me with a curious expression, Katie chuckled and said, “You know, you can go down to the source!”

Slightly embarrassed, I replied, “Oh yeah. I was getting there!”

I knelt down on the carpeted floor and positioned my head between her spread knees. I watched as she pulled her panties off and tossed them to the floor, my eyes fixed on the sight before me: a real pussy—not a photograph or video, but an actual vagina! I could wait no longer, and I pressed my face into her slick sex.

Not really knowing anything about female anatomy and sex organs, Katie began to give me guidance on how to please a woman orally. Soon, I was flicking my tongue hard on her clit and shoving two fingers in and out of her until she had an intense orgasm, crying out loudly in her living room! Then she told me to back away and give her a minute to recover.

I sat down on the sofa next to her as she panted, catching her breath. I smiled adoringly at her, and when she opened her eyes and looked at me, she smiled, “Good job, Ben!”

I was proud of myself for being able to do that, and I decided then and there that I could eat pussy all day, every day!

But Katie had other ideas. 

“Come with me,” she said, standing up and leading me to her stairs. I followed a few steps behind her as she pulled her dress over her head. On the stairs, I admired her naked ass with each step. I was still rock-hard and ready for more!

Katie led me to the master bedroom, a spacious area with a large king size bed and fluffy comforter. She crawled up onto it, and I burned the image of her ass and the glimpse of her pussy as she crawled on all fours.

“Get those clothes off and get up here,” she ordered with a grin as she reclined on her back against some decorative pillows.

I practically tore my clothes off and let them fall in heaps on the carpet as I almost jumped onto the bed and lay next to her.

We were both naked now, and just stared at each other for a few seconds before Katie leaned in and began kissing me.

I kissed my way all over her body, flicking my tongue over her nipples and sucking on them as I groped them.

”That feels nice,” she said, stroking my hair.

Then she looked down, admiring my rigid pillar of heat between my legs.

“Somebody’s ready to party,” she teased, gently squeezing my shaft and running her fingers over its length. “Why don’t we get to the main event?” she suggested.

I was eager to do just that! I rolled on top of her in a push-up position and stared deeply into the beautiful green eyes. I began rotating my hips around, trying to find her entrance while poking her thighs and mound with my cock.

Katie smiled up at me as she reached down and pointed me in the right direction.

“There you go,” she said quietly. “Just slide it on in, now.”

I slowly pushed forward, and I could feel her warm, velvety tunnel swallow my cock. I felt goosebumps cascade around my body at the new and euphoric sensation!

”Uh, yes,” Katie whimpered.

From there, my body knew what to do. I pulled back and pushed back in, then repeated that motion with gradually shortened intervals.

But it was only about a minute of this before I felt my climax coming, and only two seconds later, I could not stop. I exploded into Katie’s depths, burying myself to the hilt, roaring out my pleasure!

I collapsed on top of Katie, unable to move. I felt her fingertips stroking my back as she vocalized her approval.

”Good job. That’s it. Fill me up, sweetie.”

After several seconds like that, she tapped my back.

”Are you okay?” she asked with affection.

”Yeah,” I breathed. “I just… that felt so fucking good!”

Katie giggled. “Now you know why so many people do it!”

I laughed as I rolled off of her, feeling my cum run down my shaft.

Then, in a quiet, sober moment, I had to ask her an important question. “Katie, there’s no chance that I got you… pregnant, is there?”

“I’m on the pill, silly,” she smiled. “Tom and I don’t want any more kids, so he knows I’m on birth control.”

I breathed a huge sigh of relief.

She chuckled, then stroked my chin tenderly. “But that also lets you and me be free to do this,” she added.

Then, unexpectedly, Katie asked, “Do you want to see it?”

”See the pill?” I responded with some confusion.

She burst out laughing, and though I was smiling, I had no idea what was so funny.

”No, silly! Your cum in my pussy,” she smiled demurely.

”Oh! Sure!” I said, sitting up looking at the space between her open legs.

I spied my pearly love jelly dripping in a huge glob just outside her entrance. I was glad she invited me to see it, as creampies are a bit of a fetish for me today!

”Damn,” I groaned at the sight. “That’s fucking hot!”

Katie chuckled again as she reached down with her fingers to scoop it out. In my amazement, she lifted it to her lips and licked it off her fingers!

”Mmmm, yummy!” She smiled, smacking her lips.

”Wow,” was all I could say.

”That’s all for today’s lesson,” Katie said cheerfully as she sat up and padded her way to her master bathroom. My eyes stared at her jiggling ass as she took each step.

”I’m just freshening up,” she called from the bathroom. “Feel free to get yourself dressed.”

With a mix of melancholy at the realization that my first sexual experience had ended, and yet a generous amount of elation because of it, I hopped off the bed and put each item of clothing back on.

Soon, Katie was back in the bedroom, wearing a robe. She invited me downstairs for some lunch.

We made small talk over sandwiches and sodas, but she also asked me for my thoughts on all we had done. I told her my favorite things, like eating her pussy and of course having actual sex, and I thanked her for teaching me.

It was time for me to go to work, and I was a little sad to learn that she was not working that day. But she reassured me that she had many more “lessons” for me in the weeks ahead!

The next day at work, Katie was back and wrote me a little note, leaving it in my backpack, telling me to meet her at the park near her house next Wednesday, because she had a nosy neighbor who saw me visit, asking her who I was and making sure she was “okay.” So Katie felt like it would be safer to meet somewhere else, and she could drive me to her house and we would pull directly into the garage.

That next Wednesday, I ate her out from behind, we did a 69 at my request, and she had me take her doggystyle on the bed—another favorite!

The Wednesday after that, I asked if we could shower together. In her shower, she gave me a blowjob and I fucked her doggystyle!

I ended up having to drop my Wednesday class, making it up that following summer.

We continued to meet almost every week, trying new positions like cowgirl and reverse cowgirl, spooning, face-sitting, and a variety of missionary positions. I was starting to get really “good” at pleasing Katie and building my stamina. She would sometimes surprise me by wearing sexy lingerie, which drove me crazy!

Of course there were some Wednesdays we couldn’t meet, if someone was sick in her house (or if I was), or if Tom decided not to go to San Antonio, or on holidays and vacations. I learned to be okay with those times, but it made me all the more anxious for the next time we could meet!

Katie also taught me how to emotionally handle our secret while at work, and I was getting pretty comfortable acting like friendly colleagues there, while being her ravenous lover on Wednesdays. Soon, there was no more need to “fool around” at work, even if we were closing alone.

We were able to do whatever we wanted each Wednesday for about a year. I learned so much and gained so much experience, all thanks to her!

One day, seemingly out of the blue, Katie told me that we needed to stop seeing each other in this way. She assured me that she loved our time together and was grateful for it, but said it was time for me to show everything I had learned to a girl my age.

I was crushed, and could not convince her to change her mind. I moped around for a few days, and Katie had to pull me aside and “teach me” to grow up and be a man about it.

“These things happen,” she lectured me, “and we are still friends!”

That sort of slapped some sense into me, and I did start to treat Katie like a friend again instead of a lover.

Eventually, I was finished with my community college courses and had earned my associate’s degree. I was going to transfer to UTSA in San Antonio, majoring in Psychology.

When I was back home for holidays and such, I would stop into the Hallmark store to see everyone, but I especially wanted to see Katie. She always seemed genuinely happy to see me and hear how I was doing. Tom never seemed to suspect a thing!

One Christmas season, I brought my college girlfriend Annie with me to the store. Katie did not act awkward in any way towards her, and even gave Annie a hug!

I eventually proposed to Annie, and we have been married now for 26 years, with two kids of our own. Annie always seemed to appreciate my skills as a lover, and I did finally tell her about my affair with Katie, and all I had learned from her. Annie was amused by the story, and not threatened or jealous at all. 

I earned my master’s degree and became a School Psychologist. I had lost touch with Katie years ago. One time after being married and visiting my parents, I stopped by the store, only to learn that Tom and Katie had sold it a couple years prior. When Facebook became a thing, I of course looked Tom and Katie up, but never found them.

As I reflect on how an affair like this would be different today, I can see how some things would be better, some more challenging. 

There were no cell phones to text each other with, and email wasn’t very commonplace yet. So, we had to communicate in person or with written notes (which was always a risk, in case they were found by someone else); with no smartphones, there were also no tracking apps for my parents to see when I wasn’t in school or when I was at Katie’s; conversely, Katie would have been able to see where Tom was, and we were lucky he never popped in while I was there (I am still amazed at that)! With all the home security cameras these days, it would have been impossible to use her house as our love nest. And it sure would have been a lot easier to find Katie’s house today.

Still, I think back to that special year in my life and am so thankful for those experiences that Katie gave me. I now understand she had her own selfish reasons for using me to cheat on her husband, but it was a sweet time in my life that I will never forget.