Where it happened: in my house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 3
Category: Straight
Actually, I’ve already told my story here years ago. It happened in the mid 70’s with a woman I was strongly attracted to. Although we actually ended up sleeping together the first night we were formally introduced, it seems so different from many of the stories presented here (mostly by those closer in age to my son… or even grandchild if I had one).
I still read these stories (and some of them, perhaps many of them, truly must be just that… stories coming from one’s imagination. Occasionally I find ones that are truly beautiful, loving and caring.
However, more often I am saddened to hear how casual the encounters are. Have we made sex into nothing more than a recreational activity appropriate for two people who just bumped into one another at a bar, in a classroom, at Disneyland, etc? I can’t imagine doing it with a woman I just met unless the circumstances were extremely unusual and special. Heck, I usually don’t even kiss on a first date… although am certainly no prude when the time comes for doing “the wild thing” with a woman I’ve become interested in… for her personality, her intelligence, her sense of humor (OK, and a pair of great legs, sensitive eyes and an inviting smile).
It bothers me even more when I hear about the barriers that many of the posters here have broken. Sex with your sister/brother, with your mother/father, with a close relative, with a teacher/student.
Even when I was a single teacher, and attractive to a number of my female students, I did not violate that barrier. I always wanted to be able to answer the question “Did you sleep with that student” honestly with a “No.” There were a number I was interested in (I wasn’t that much older than them), but I waited until well past graduation with them. OK, so one was the night after… but some were up to 25-30 years later. We shared a common bond of living in a small and very remote boarding school. You get to know your students well, and have the ties binding you from that experience.
Again, I am saddened to read of these formerly (and still) illicit encounters and wish there were more posts that showed a sense of values and discipline. I guess I’m just getting old.
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