Jamie is the love of my life. She is the one that awakens my soul and gives my life purpose and meaning. We have the kind of love that most people can only dream of. She is my one. How many people who walk this planet truly find their "One" and how many just settle for someone just because they are afraid to spend their lives sad and alone? I do not know the answer to this question but I am sure that the number is smaller than we think. I am one of the lucky ones and I am thankful everyday that she is my wife even when I am not the one that satisfies her in bed.
When I first saw Jamie in high school I knew that she was my "one." She took my breath away and I could never take my eyes off of her. I thought about her day and night. In our senior year I finally asked her out on a date, and she accepted. That moment when she said yes is etched into my memory forever. It is one of the happiest days of my life.
Jamie and I went on many dates in high school that I still treasure to this day. That was when she was still pure and I could still call her "only mine".
Later in our senior year in high school, when we were both eighteen, Jamie babysat for extra money. Many times she would spend the weekends baby sitting for couples who wanted to go out. When she put the child to sleep she would call me over and we would make out. She would often let me massage her breasts or put my hands down her panties and rub her. Sometimes when I was lucky she would dry hump me or use her hand to make me cum in my pants. She would never let me fuck her. That was for marriage.
One Friday night, Jamie was babysitting for a good looking couple in their thirties that wanted to go out to celebrate an anniversary. They were to be home at three in the morning. Jamie had to go as soon as she got out of school so she was still dressed in her school uniform. She had a blue button up sweater with a white blouse and a blue plaid skirt. She wore white knee high socks with black sandals. Jamie put the child to sleep at about nine as she was instructed to do. She then called me and I quickly came over because I did not want to miss an opportunity to spend time with my love. We wasted little time once I arrived. We began to make out on the living room sofa with the room lights dimmed. It was amazing. I ran my hands and fingers through her long, straight, brown hair and gazed into her deep brown eyes. I kissed her passionately. I gently slid my fingers behind her ears. She loved it when I did that. From there, I slowly worked my hand down her slender frame and over small but pert breasts. I undid a few buttons and reached inside of her blouse to massage her breasts. We took our time. There was no need to rush. As our make out and groping session continued I worked my hand up her thighs and under her skirt. I eventually reached her crotch where I could feel her lovely warmth and dampness through her silk thong. I massaged her while she grinded her crotch into my hand, harder and harder. I would kiss her neck and run my other hand behind her ear as she breathed her hot breath deeply into mine.
That is when we heard a car pull into the driveway and the garage door opener began to whir. It was them. What were they doing home so early?
We stopped what we were doing and Jamie told me to get in the coat closet and quickly buttoned up her blouse and primped herself to give the appearance that everything was normal. She then said "Don't make a sound. They will probably go to bed real quick and then you can sneak out." She shut the door on me.
I could hear the couple come in and a deep manly voice said "hello Jamie how was everything" and Jamie replied "Uh-uh everything went fine sir. Your son is such and angel."
The voice replied "Uh huh. Well I need to get my wife to bed." He lowered his voice a little and said "She had a little too much to drink." "I'll be right back sweetie."
I could hear him carry his wife down the hall so I cracked the door open a little so I could see what was going on. I could see everything from the darkness of the closet. Jamie looked at me and widened her eyes as if to tell me no.
After a couple of minutes the man walked backed into the room and I could see that he was a handsome man who was athletically built. He noticed that Jamie looked a little flushed and he gave her a sly knowing smile and asked her what she had been doing after she put his son to bed.
Jamie replied "Nothing Mr. Johnson, really..."
Mr. Johnson stepped to close to her and replied. "You wouldn't be fibbing to me now would you?" as reached over and brushed her hair behind her ear and down the side of her neck where he rested his hand on her shoulder.
Jamie said "No sir, I promise." She looked nervous and breathing increased.
Mr. Johnson murmured a "hmm" as he slid his hand down her chest and over her right breast. Her eyes widened as he did this and she gasped out of shock. Her and my eyes widened at the same time.
I began to think how could he do this? Jamie was my girl friend and she was the love of my life so far. He was much older than she was. I was shocked, angry and hurt.
