On the night of the Fourth, my girlfriend and I went out to the lake with a large group of our friends to see the city fireworks. While I was standing in the drink line, I met a woman named Jenna who is thirty years older than me. I'm 21, she's 51 (my parents are only 39 and 40), and my girlfriend is 19. We started talking and kept talking for a long time, and then kept running into each other during the show, although the last three times that happened it was because I went looking for her. She said she was with her husband, and she knew I was with my girlfriend, but we decided to meet up the next night at a bar in town and we did. We started kissing and making out almost as soon as we saw one another that next night, and we wound up going to my best friends apartment and throwing him and his roommate out so we could be alone (we couldn't go to her house on account of her husband, and we couldn't to where I live because it's with my parents), and as soon as they left we tore each other's clothes off and went crazy on each other, and she was better than any woman I ever had in my entire life. The guys came back after three hours so we had to stop then, but we said we would meet up again the next night, and we did that, and we have been together every night since then. I had been talking to my girlfriend about getting married soon, but now I don't want to even see her anymore: I just want Jenna and she is all I can think about, all day, every day, until I see her at night and we have s**. I'm a complete addict for Jenna now, and last night I told her I love her and she said it to me too. So, now I'm even thinking about asking her to leave her husband and her family and marry me, because that's how much I love her and want to be with her and I just can't stand not having her. I know the ages are a problem (my parents will s***!!), but that's how I feel about her: there's no way I would ever be able to not see her anymore. I have to have her and she wants me the same way, or so she says to me and I believe her.