I was 18 and still in high school. I had s** once when I was 17 with an older boyfriend who was not at all gentle my first time. That spring, my senior year, a couple moved in next door to me and mom. They were in their mid twenties. She was nothing to look at, he was a living doll. He had flirted with me, and I had flirted back.
One afternoon I came home from school early. I was reading a book for a book report, when he knocked on the door. He asked if I wanted to see his dog which just had puppies. I jumped at the chance since I love animals. We were alone, his wife at work. I was standing looking at the puppies when he came up behind me, reached around and cupped my b**** with his hands. It felt so good I didn’t object. He then removed my blouse and bra, and started sucking and rubbing my n******. From there it was off the bedroom where we had s**
Every several weeks he’d call me and we’d meet at a motel several miles out of town. This went on for around 4 months.
One particular night, we were in bed at a motel and there was a knock at the door. A woman’s voice said, maid service. He got up, threw on his pants, and answered the door. It was his wife who started screaming and forced her way in. She picked up one of his shoes and started hitting him and me with it. While she was screaming at him, I quickly got dressed and left.
The next day his wife came over to our house and told my mom what I was doing. My mom was pissed at me and gave me the silent treatment for 3 months.
The next door couple moved a month later, probably to keep him out of my clutches. Actually, he was the instigator.
I learned my lesson from all that. I never again knowingly messed with any married man. I was never more humiliated in my life than from that incident.
