I am sitting in my office at work, finishing off an email. I looked across my desk and saw my favourite pictures there. One of them took me straight back a single moment in time.
It was a moment that was so uncharacteristic for me. I had always been a relatively shy person, happy to go with the flow, never being bold or craving attention.
It was at that moment though everything became clear. Any shyness or uncertainty I had disappeared. I seemed to gain a confidence I had never before had. I finally had the courage to say what was on my mind, what was in my heart.
"Linda, I have wanted to tell you this for so long........... I have fallen for you. Fallen for you in such a big way."
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It all started in the mid 1980's. My family lived in a medium sized coastal town. I met my best friend Pete during the first year of high school. We shared many interests, played on the same sports teams and lived only 10 minutes push bike ride apart. It's a friendship that continues to this day. I got to know his family very well as we spent a lot of time together. His dad, Trevor, was a surveyor and his brother, Adam, was 5 years younger than us.
His mother, Linda, worked in the local bank. Linda was 5'6" tall, with blonde hair that was cut fairly short, blue-green eyes and a warm, inviting smile. Her body was quite fit, with b cup breasts and an inviting derrière. Her legs were always to die for, tanned, silky smooth, with beautiful calves. I always thought she was a very attractive woman.
As I was good friends with Pete, Linda was the first adult who let me call her by her first name.
"Dan, you are around here all the time. You don't have to call me Mrs Tomkins. Linda is just fine."
"Thanks Mrs T...... Thanks Linda."
It made me feel so grown up to call her by her first name.
During our middle years of high school, Pete began to spend more time around at my house than previously. He told me in confidence that his mother and father were fighting, and it was becoming quite bad for him at home. Eventually his parent's separated and finally divorced. His father moved to the next town about half an hour away and set up his home and business. He moved on quickly and was soon in a new relationship.
Linda had received their house as part of the divorce settlement and continued to work in the bank. She didn't appear to have any relationships, wanting to concentrate raising her boys and her work. It was during the summer after the divorce that I first realised just how gorgeous Linda was, and that she was becoming more than just 'Pete's mother' to me.
Pete and I had been out playing golf on a very warm day and arrived back at his place after the game. We wandered around the back of the house, where we came upon Linda lying on the sun lounger in the afternoon sun.
Linda was wearing a pale yellow one piece swimsuit, her skin glistening from the tanning oil she was wearing. She was lying on her stomach, and the suit was a classic 'Baywatch' style suit that was popular back then, cut low at the back to show off the most skin. Her legs looked amazingly smooth and sexy, and her bum was so pert, being held by her swimsuit.
"Hi Mum, we're back." Pete said.
"Hi Linda." I mumbled, somewhat awestruck be the beautiful sight before me.
"Hi Boys. How did you hit them today?" she asked with a smile, propping herself up on one elbow, allowing us to see her front. The suit had detail stitching at the front between her inviting breasts, scrunching the material together a bit, enhancing her cleavage.
"Not too bad. It was a close game, but I still kicked Dan's ass." Pete exclaimed.
"You didn't beat me by that much. You got lucky, that's all." I replied, trying my best not to stare at Linda.
"There are some cold drinks in the fridge. You both look like you could use them. It must have been hot out there today." Linda said looking at me over the top of her sunglasses, smiling at me.
"Yes it was." I managed to get out.
"Thanks Mum. C'mon Dan." Pete bellowed.
"Thanks Linda." I gushed.
"You're always welcome Dan." She replied with a beautiful smile. She rolled back over onto her stomach to continue tanning in the afternoon sun.
I glanced back over my shoulder as I went inside, taking one more look at Linda. That was it. That was the moment that I first saw Linda not only as a beautiful woman, but as a sexually attractive woman. I fell and fell hard for Linda.
Thoughts of her pervaded my masturbatory fantasies. I no longer dreamed of movie stars or Playboy models. I dreamt of Linda. It was better than any of my other fantasies because she was real. I could see her regularly, and she knew me and was friendly to me.
Every time I saw Linda I made sure I said hello and had a chat. She always listened to me and seemed to me to treat me as an adult. Whenever I was at their house I was always subtly trying to watch Linda, enjoying her beauty without being caught. I tried my best not to get caught, but I'm sure Linda did catch me a few times looking in her direction. My feelings just grew and grew every time I saw her.
I really physically matured during the final year at school. I was now 5'9" tall, relatively fit thanks to all the sport I played. My hair was dark, and I had the floppy fringe haircut that was popular back then. My braces had come off the year before and my smile was very nice apparently. But in terms of emotional maturity I was still as dorky as I ever was.
Of course there were other girls that I liked at school, and Pete and I, and our friends always talked about girls we liked. But the thoughts of Linda were always in my mind. I did have a couple of dates in high school, but I really think I wasn't mature enough to really handle myself properly with girls, and they didn't lead to any relationships.
During the final year at school I worked really hard in my studies to get the marks I needed to go to College. While I wasn't the most gifted student academically my efforts paid off and I got the results I needed and was to move 3 hours south for college. Pete didn't get the results he wanted, but he ended up working full time in his Dad's office, as well as part time at nights in the local video store.
The first year away was very hard both academically, and socially, as I was living away from home for the first time. I did eventually find my feet so to speak and achieved decent results for the year.
I had a few dates during the year and even lost my virginity to a lovely girl from my course. I was a rebound fling for her. I didn't care at all, it was great for me.
I was still the quietly spoken, reserved person I always was, but I was looking forward to spending the summer back home, catching up with all my old friends.
I had been back home a few weeks and back into old routines. It was a wet and stormy Tuesday morning and I had nothing to do. I didn't have to go to work, it was too wet to play golf or go to the beach and Pete was at work. It was 8:30am and I didn't know what to do. I decided I would get a few videos, kick back and relax.
I called Pete at work and asked if I could go over and borrow a couple of his movies. Pete had a great collection of videos back then from his work at the video store. Of course he said yes, and that I should just go around the back of the house and let myself in. We also organised to catch up that night for a couple of beers.
I tidied myself up, threw some shorts and a t-shirt on and jumped in the car. I was at Pete's house and it was just 9:00. I walked up the drive when I noticed that Linda's car was in the garage. I was surprised at this as she did work full time.
