The family was kind, 3 k**s, a marine dad, well, ex-marine and his kind wife. There was a 16, 14, and 4 year olds. The 16 year old liked Call of Duty,...and had never been laid, as far as i can tell. The f******n year old was madily obsessed with his girlfriend, which didnt end well. But ill save that story for another time. And the four year old liked legos and tv. I was stuck in the room with the 16 year old, since we were only a year apart. We had bunkbeds, and i got the top. The bed was made. "Maybe I will."I felt excited the rest of the day without really knowing why. With all the stress from getting home and fixing diner for my husband and our children I quickly forgot about Stormy. But later that night when my husband had already fallen asleep, my thoughts wandered back to Stormy. Suddenly I felt nervous. It didn't feel right for a woman my age inviting a boy his age over, and I just knew he would come tomorrow. Heck, he was just a few years older than my children. But why should. We met and fell in love, it was like a fairy tale, she was older than me, but it didn't matter to me, as I was madly in love with him and him with me. Our first time together was full of thunder and lightning, we were like ancient Olympic gods clashing, we were Zeus and Hera, Hefesto and Aphrodite, Apollo and Artemisia, Jupiter and Juno.Then reality showed its ugly claws in my parents' refusal to accept any part of my new life. They didn't accept my pregnancy, didn't accept my love for the man. I was never a prude when it came to sex, but did have certain beliefs. I had also been dating the same man for close to five years. A man that, though I liked, I found to be boring. Now I have this wild, long haired twenty five year old young man drinking coffee in my kitchen. I found him attractive, and was very aroused. After a while, he saw that it was getting late and stated that we was going to go home, and thanked me for a wonderful evening. As I walked him to the door I gave him a big.