Sometimes, sexual feats fall right into your lap without much of an effort. Such was the case when I slept with my high school ex-girlfriends’ mom last week, months after her divorce was finalized.
First, a timeline.
Shortly after my 18th birthday, I began having sex with my then girlfriend, Katie. Katie was a bit on the larger side compared to me, a thin cross country and track athlete at the time. We were sexually active through most of our senior years, and went our separate ways in college.
My sophomore year, I hooked up with Katie’s younger sister, Abby, an incoming freshman. We dated on and off for a year or so, breaking up only to get back together on the weekends here and there.
It wasn’t until 8 years later I hooked up with their youngest sister, Cassie. Now a sophomore in college and nearly 7 years younger than I, Cassie caught my attention on Tinder when she was home for winter break. We messaged back and forth and talked about my time with her sisters before leading me on to a couple of one night stands when she was home. She ended up virtually ghosting me when she went back to college.