His name was Mike and we met at church camp when I was 15 and he was 19. My parents thought church camp would tame my wild ways...hahaha. Mike showed me a LOT that summer! We kept in touch for 3 yrs through letters and would run into one another on occasion. We would make plans to 'get together', but then we wouldn't. The last time I saw him was maybe 10 yrs ago and he was going through a divorce. Before we said our goodbyes he told me I was the one that got away.
My husband. We have been together since I was 15 and he was 18. We dated for 2 years and got married when I was 17. We have had our ups and downs, but are stronger than ever right now. I love him with all of my heart and soul. He is my best friend... a wonderful lover... wonderful husband... wonderful father.
There were many "girls and women" I have known and woud like to go back in time with a "If i only knew then what I know now". have never been real confident in talking to woman. However, I think the one I would pick and fantacize about the most, Is a woman named Kathleen from my home town. She was a year or two older and was back in town from the service. We met in a bar, somewhat knew each other, gave her and two others a ride home, and purposely dropped her off last. We began to make out and I asked her if she lived alone and she invited me upstairs. We looked through yearbooks to reminise and soon end in her bed. After some foreplay, we had sex and I finished in side of her. I proceeded to role over and her reaction, not in so many words was "what about me". She is the first and only woman that ever said that to me and I will never forget. We spent several nights together and i went off to college. I would drop by her apartment occaisionally (drunk anfter being in the bar) hoping to hook up. I was much too immature and unprepared for the relationship that I could have had with her, and we parted ways. Even though I am married now, I still think of her always and wonder where she is now. I regret not following up with her. All we had was several nights of passion, but she is the only woman to this day that has told me what she wanted and how she wanted it. So, DW....if you are reading this... and you wonder why I want to finger you or go down on you for 1/2 and hour... It is because of what this woman said to me many years ago.... "what about me". I don't want to finish and to have you be unfulfilled. And Kathleen Cochrane.. if your reading this ...I miss you.
My wife is from the US, but I was born in Aberdeen and lived for some time of an on in Braemar. My Dad for in the foreign service when I was a kid so we moved about.
my first true love was actually my wife. Though I dated quite a number of girls/women before her, I never gave up my heart/mind/body until I met her. It's rather nice this way too! No conflicts...no 'hmmm, wonder what would have happened with so and so?'
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I have had 2.
There were many "girls and women" I have known and woud like to go back in time with a "If i only knew then what I know now". have never been real confident in talking to woman. However, I think the one I would pick and fantacize about the most, Is a woman named Kathleen from my home town. She was a year or two older and was back in town from the service.
We met in a bar, somewhat knew each other, gave her and two others a ride home, and purposely dropped her off last. We began to make out and I asked her if she lived alone and she invited me upstairs. We looked through yearbooks to reminise and soon end in her bed. After some foreplay, we had sex and I finished in side of her. I proceeded to role over and her reaction, not in so many words was "what about me". She is the first and only woman that ever said that to me and I will never forget.
We spent several nights together and i went off to college. I would drop by her apartment occaisionally (drunk anfter being in the bar) hoping to hook up. I was much too immature and unprepared for the relationship that I could have had with her, and we parted ways. Even though I am married now, I still think of her always and wonder where she is now. I regret not following up with her. All we had was several nights of passion, but she is the only woman to this day that has told me what she wanted and how she wanted it.
So, DW....if you are reading this... and you wonder why I want to finger you or go down on you for 1/2 and hour... It is because of what this woman said to me many years ago.... "what about me". I don't want to finish and to have you be unfulfilled.
And Kathleen Cochrane.. if your reading this ...I miss you.
Sorry for the legnth..
Golfdognut
What a sweet story, LM.
My first real love is the ex I talk about sometimes.
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