I guess we all have things in our lives we have shared with very few, if any. I am a 29 year old married mother of two. When I was a senior, I was on the girls’ swim team at school. Our coach was a recently divorced 26 year old very muscular hunk. From day one, I was immediately captivated by him and he was showing me more than normal attention. I had recently broken up with my boyfriend. We had sex several times while dating but it was very disappointing. One day the coach asked if I’d like to come by after school and see a litter of puppies his dog had. Well, I was no dummy. I knew it was against all rules for a female student to visit a male teacher after school without any other adult present. In spite of it, I was intrigued and accepted. His house was hard to find. It was way out in a rural area at the end of a long dirt road, hidden behind some large Eucalyptus trees and Oleanders. I admit I was looking for trouble that day. I showed up wearing a tee, no bra, and short shorts. It wasn’t long before he came up from behind, pulled my tee up and started rubbing my belly. From there he moved higher and started rubbing and lightly pinching my nipples, then worked his way down my shorts and was massaging you know what. To make a long story short, the obvious happened. We ended up in his bed. That day I had two of the best orgasms I had ever had up to that time. He definitely knew what he was doing. We carried on for several months up to my graduation. I would visit him after school several times a week. He introduced me to about everything sexual, various positions, oral, etc., minus any kink or anal. I was mature enough at the time to realize it was only sexual play and no, I didn’t fall in love with him. I was also smart enough to keep my mouth shut, realizing the consequences if that ever got out. No, I wasn’t psychologically damaged and no, I never regretted it. I considered it a rite of passage. I am sure I am not the first, nor the last female student who had ever engaged in such behavior.