That was two months ago, and I still can't get over it.
My buddy and I were often looked after by his grandmother on Wednesdays when we didn't have school, my parents dropping me off at her place, and as usual she was very attentive, very kind, in short like a grandmother to her grandchildren, even though I wasn't biologically one.
She often took us out to the park, and sometimes did her shopping, from the time I was 8 until I was 12.
Of course, to thank her for her time when I was growing up (around 16) until now (24), I used to help her run errands, carry her bags, go to the pharmacy etc...
Then this lady had back problems, so I went to buy her some voltaren gel so she'd have less pain etc...
So I started massaging her, at first no thoughts crossed my mind, until I noticed she was receptive to my hands on her back, then one day she took it from me and put it on her breasts... then she came down... looked me in the eye, took my head and we kissed...
I'll spare you the crucial details...
I was getting the hang of it, the coming and going, our bodies intertwining, the heat, it was something...
That's how I made love to her... this is a love affair between her and me, and it's been going on for two months...
It's true that I can't move on, I think about it and think about it again, I want to end my life with her.
She's 68 and I'm 24, as I was saying... but it doesn't matter, I love her.