(For the sake of length, this story will be broken into 3 parts. Each part will still be a little long as I can get carried away with descriptions. Sorry about all the build up in this one. I promise the other 2 will be more to the point. All names have been changed.)
Just for reference, before this I was a complete virgin. All I had done with a woman was kiss.
It was the second semester of my sophomore year in college. During this semester I had joined the campus theatre group, and that’s where I met Karen. She was roughly 5ft5in with auburn hair that fell just below the shoulders and a womanly girl next door face. You could tell she would be stunning with not a lot of makeup. But you couldn’t tell much else about her physical appearance as she usually wore baggy clothes; sweatpants, large t-shirts, hoodies, etc. She was in her late 20s, older then the rest of us, with a husband and two kids. I found out over the coming months that she had dropped out of school when she had her first kid and was returning to get a degree in criminal justice. She was always really motherly to all of us. She would bring snacks and offer to stop by FedEx and make copies of the script. She had a very active life keeping up with her kids activities and keeping her home running. She always seemed anxious and needing to just relax. She once told us that theater was her opportunity to escape. The chance to be someone else and not deal with her life for awhile. She confided in me a few times her frustration with her life in general. We were always friendly to each other, and even though I was attracted to her, I never felt a spark. I would have never expected what happened.