I have not confessed this to anyone.

This particular adventure is one that was special to me.

I was 19 at the time (32 now). I used to go into a chat forum from my country and entered the "mature adult" room in search of an older lady (I was into milfs (thanks American Pie)).

From time to time I would come across older ladies into younger men, but never one who would want to hook up more than once. I was in search of a long term milf companion to sneak around with.

Thats it, until I found her, a pettit ginger, big breasts ans green eyes. Married so I dint have to be the boyfriend, just the guy she fucked with a few times a month.

Our first meeting was in a beach near her home late a night. We fucked in her car and I came in her.

I was hooked.

This encounters went on for weeks and slowly we developed feelings for each other.

Her husband worked nights, so she would sneak me in and I would cum in her every week.

I lived my life as normal, college, dating girls my age and so on. But I always dated girls from far away, dint want to chance my gf catching me with my long term lover who was 15 years older than me.

Until one day I went to a family members funeral, and there she is, my hot ginger lover, with her husband and talking with my parents.

Turns out, she is a family friend and used to date my uncle when they were teens.

I felt my face turn pale and I ran to the bathroom. I sat in the toilet and talked my self out of that stuppor.

On my way out I saw her leaning casually against the door frame, so I walked out and spanked her on the way out to my car. That lifted my spirits and the text she sent me showing me the hand print on her ass.

Then on when I was 27, a hurricane hit our islind, destroyed a lot and I moved to Florida. But before taking my plane, the night before. We met one last time, on the exact spot we met the very first time. We fucked and I filled her as much as I could.

I had begged her to leave her husband and come with me. Stupid, I know.

I am 32 now and happily married. But I can't help remembering my ginger goddess and cumming to her memory.

We decided to not communicate anymore, for the good of our personal lives.

But this are the fondest memories of mt early and mid 20's.