I graduated from high school without having a romantic relationship. During the summer before college I worked at the mall in a shoe store where I met a girl who was a gym rat. She was fit, and she was proud of it. Arms, thighs, belly, even her neck was hard. Beneath her body was a very pretty girl, eyes, lips, hips and boobs. I noticed these things and had a dream of her kissing me. I was crushed on her and totally stupid about it. I invited her to my house to swim on our day off, when she undressed completely in front of me to put on her bathing suit I was shocked, she turned to me, faced me naked, she held her arms out and asked if it is what I wanted, her totally naked.

She took my clothes off until I was totally naked, pushed me onto my bed and climbed on top of me and kissed me as her hand went in between my legs and stuck a finger into me. It wasn't making love it was out right sex. I fell in love. Deep love. My first girlfriend. And we had sex the rest of the summer. I went to college in the fall, she did not go to college. We stayed together for two years until we just went our separate ways.

My next sexual relationship was with a professor, a divorced middle aged man. There was sex but there was much more. After graduation I took a job for a large company where I got into a relationship with an older man. When I turned twenty six I was deeply involved with him, sex was good but the rest was better. Today I live with a fifty year old man, I am not his wife, more of his love companion. From time to time I think of my summer fling before college, I have never again had those types if feelings again, but I love the memories.