K was two years older than me, and lived across the street in my rural home town. She would occasionally babysit me in our younger days, but definitely had mastered the “girl next door” vibe.
We had a friendly, definitely sexual vibe for many years. There was an evening where we were hanging out, and decided to play truth or dare. I eventuality dared her to let me smell her pussy with my eyes closed – I was a brash young man, still a virgin, but she complied.
Another time, after she got her driver’s license and a car, she took me to a beautiful overlook in our town, and we spent at least an hour making out. It was hot and heavy, but no sex.
Our final sexually charged encounter was a few years later, as I was getting ready to head off to college in a different part of the state, having spent my summer teaching kids about what plants are safe to eat in the wild, archery, and running a ropes course at a local summer camp. We were both of age by this point, but just barely so for me.