Part 1 : A certain story................unedited!

I had been “in love” with Caroline for as long as I could remember. Well, to be more precise, I began my crush on her during my adolescence. While hormones were raging and I was becoming aware of my sexuality, it was she that became the focus of my desire.

Caroline was my best friend Peter Foster’s mother. Pete and I had decided we would be best friends on our very first day at primary school, when we sat opposite each other and shared crayons. We have maintained that friendship right the way up to this very day.

Caroline and Geoff, Pete’s father, were young parents, and Pete was their only child, no doubt the unplanned product of a night of passion at university. They were both highly intelligent people and had obviously not let having a child while still studying spoil their careers. By the time Pete and I turned eighteen, a month apart from each other, Caroline was only thirty-seven and Geoff just thirty-eight.

As the youngest child of four myself, my parents were old in my mind and going round to Pete’s was always something to look forward to. There was always a lot of swearing going on and rude jokes being told. Pete and I would be allowed to stay up late and watch the kind of TV shows that kids weren’t normally permitted to watch. It was, in a way, more like being looked after by an older brother and sister than a mum and dad.

Caroline always had a naughty sense of humor, and as I entered my teens she would regularly tease me with suggestive comments, no doubt reveling in my obvious embarrassment. She would tease me about how tight my jeans were and how they left little to the imagination, or about how handsome and muscular I was becoming and how the young girls must be fighting over me at school. To the best of my knowledge they were not.

When she came home from work, Caroline would make a big show of telling me how she was going to strip off her formal work clothes and change into something more comfortable. She would appear moments later wearing quite sexy, figure-hugging outfits. In retrospect, she was clearly just having fun. She was hardly more than a girl herself and took pride in her good looks and enjoyed being flirtatious.

Caroline was a beautiful woman. She was.........................
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