This was when I was 20. Hope memories like this are allowed.
I always had a crush on my friend’s dad, not a big fat noticeable one or anything. Maybe a better way of putting it would be I was always attracted to him. He was a very fit and charming guy, worked as a personal trainer alongside a little real estate thing with his wife. He had a nice dad look, salt and pepper hair, blue eyes, big smile. Always had dad jokes.
Then seemingly out of nowhere one year, he and his wife got divorced. I won’t go into why since it isn’t important, but it wasn’t because of adultery or anything.
This divorce absolutely crushed him. When I would go over their house and he would be around, he’d just be sulking around, still making jokes and forcing a smile, but you could tell he was dying inside. It made me feel bad for him, and I really wanted to make him feel better. So in my pretty immature teenager mind, I thought, hey, I should fuck him. Maybe it’ll give him some confidence. Really I was probably just horny, but eh.