Looking back on it, there isn’t much to tell. In those days, sixtyfive years ago, thigs were different and premaritak sex was really frowned on by mostof society. Only rebels, outcasts and horny engaged couples enjoyed sex out of wedlock.
I guess you could say I was a rebel, orf perhaps an outcast and when I met Alfie, it was probablt destined that we have sex together. Alfie was a rebel/outcast like myself and we simply thought alike while pretending to go along with the moors of society.
It was early fall and cold in coastal California when I secured a double date with Alfie and we’d gone to a show and dinner at a convenient cafe. After the show, we drove to a dark parking area that was known as a makeout area. In minutes, we were embracing and kissing and doing all sorts of sexual play that didn’t involve touching of intimate parts. It was the rule of the day.
The next date was just her and I and we went to a movie before driving to a rural park and making out. As w kissed and embraced, I grew brave an placed my hands on her clothed breasts. Meeting no resistance, I unbuttoned her blouse and began to feel her breasts and soon had her bra undone to feel her naked breasts. It was my first time to get this far with a girl.
It was on our nthird date that I made no bones about what I wanted and she agreed so we went to a small hotel in the downtown where we wouldn’t be recognized and it was there that I saw alfie completely bare for the first time and it was there that we made love the first time.
Shortly after, when it was apparent that Alfie and I were getting serious, several of my friends came to me and told me of Alfies prevous life. . .they aluded to her having slept around and loose morals. Of course, I was a horny, young man and I was ‘sleeping around’.
Been married 59 years when she passed and our five kids mourned with me at her death.
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