My first time

After I turned 16 I got permission to work at the DQ after school. I was 5' 6" and weighed a chunky 152 pounds. I had nice ** and woman hips, the quintessential baby bearing hips. And to make matters worse, I was perpetually **.

Joe worked across the street at the gas station. He came over when I worked and paid attention to me and told me I had a nice ** and **, just how he liked them. I stood next to him when I served his table, and he ran his hand up and down my thigh.

I knew I was playing with fire, but I was on overdrive and what I wanted was for Joe to feel me up. One afternoon when I knew my mother had a dental appointment I told Joe I would be home alone after school. That afternoon I didn't go to work, Joe came over and I sat on the couch. I let Joe open my shirt and play with my **, soon I was wearing only my **.

On the floor, my ** off, totally naked I laid back for Joe to eat me. When he crawled on, his ** hard. I took it in my hand and guided it where it belonged. Waves of feelings went through me, and Joe mounted his attack until he fell off, having completed his mission.

It was another 8 years before I had ** again. In my memory I carry that afternoon, that afternoon I became a 'woman'. I've often wondered about Joe, that sweet boy who did me in.

May DeLeon, 76 years young