When I was young...
16/03/2008I may now be a respectable married man fast approaching 50, but my past contains some less respectable moments.
My favourite confessional moment occurred way back in the summer of 1979 when I was a callow youth of 19.
I had always been good at woodwork and metalwork and even had a knack for plastering, I may have ended up studying science, but I was always happy to do a bit of DIY, in...THE STORY CONTINUES BELOW....
...fact I used to make a bit of money doing odd jobs in my spare time whilst studying for my A levels.
Anyway, home from my first year at university and my mum asked me if I would be willing to give one of her friends from work a hand with her spare bedroom as her husband was useless at anything practical and it had been damaged by a water leak from the loft and they had no insurance and could not afford to pay a builder.
Jill was gorgeous, despite being 43 and was a really bouncy character, the bedroom was a bit of a task, having to strip back everything, redo the ceiling, plaster the walls and then paint them, a builder would have taken two or three days to do it, but as I was doing it in my spare time it took me a couple of weeks. During this time I had really started to get on well with Jill. In fact whilst messing around when stripping back the wall things got very interesting and I ended up in her bed. that became the norm, I would do some work on the room and then have sex with Jill. I was no virgin, but Jill knew more than I had learnt, so it was great for me, Jill also confessed to enjoying the fact that someone so much younger was willing to slide between the sheets with her.
Anyway, I continued to visit Jill even after completing the DIY. One afternoon we had just enjoyed one really spectacular doggy style session when we heard a car pull up on the drive, the work s h one t was used! There was no way I could get out of the house without her husband seeing me, fortunately Jill was very quick witted, she handed me my clothes and told me to go up into the loft, she said that she would get distract her husband and that I should then sneak out.
Jill came up into the loft with me, putting on her dressing gown as she did so, she grabbed a bag of shoes from the loft then went down the stairs, I noticed that she left the door slightly ajar and then I heard her talking to her husband.
She found a great way to get him distracted, she took him into the bedroom, I could hear them start to make love and took the opportunity to sneak downstairs and out through the back door.
A narrow escape, but it did not deter us, I had sex with Jill for the remainder of that summer, and during many other visits home as well.
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