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My first time was sort of complicated. I had been sitting for Gregor & Allison who were these friends of my mom & dad's since I was little. They had twin girls and I would sit for them so they could have time together and they paid me $20 each time I sat for them.

When Allison was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2004 she died just six weeks later. She was really far along when the doctors found out about it and there was nothing they could do at that point.

After Allison died I would sit a lot more often and I also cleaned the house on Saturdays for the extra money and I would play in my mind that I was Gregor's wife.

It was about a year before Gregor started dating again and I would get to see his dates every now and then when he brought them home. He was 34 and he was a beautiful man who looked like Pierce Brosnan.

I was jealous of the women he would date because I thought of Gregor as 'mine' since I was playing the part of his wife a lot of the time. I started to do little things to sabotage his dates, like leaving a dirty diaper right by the sofa to help set 'the mood'.

He stopped dating just after I and decided to spend more time with the girls who really needed their daddy at this point. I was always over there helping out partly for the money and partly to be with Gregor cause I had a big huge crush on him.

My dad had to go to San Diego for a convention and my mom went with him and I asked if I could stay over at Gregor's for the week so I could take care of the girls and not be alone all week. My mom & dad thought that was a great idea because they had never left me alone before and Gregor liked the idea because I would be with him all week to watch the girls. I was off school for the summer, by the way.

The first day I made a fairly nice dinner when he got home and we had a nice evening together before going to bed, I went to the guestroom of course. The next few days were like being married for me and and I got a little frustrated with Gregor treating me like his adopted 15yo daughter. That Thursday night I decided to wear my short-shorts for when he got home and then I got changed into my summer nity which was really skimpy and I sat on the sofa and we watched TV together. I watched TV, that is. Gregor watched me. I noticed and I was in heaven!

I went to bed and thought about him all night and imagined him holding me and kissing me and calling me 'honey'. I had the sweetest little fantasy going that did not include any of the truths about provoking a 34yo man.

I did an encore of Thursday night when he got home on Friday except this time we watched TV for a hour or so and he just reaches over and pulls me close and says,"Sit with me, okay?"

Of course it was okay!

I got a little courage and I turned my face to him and he looked at me and kissed me for the very first time. He quickly apologized and I said it was fine and that I liked it and he could kiss me again if he wanted to. He wanted to.

We kissed a lot and his hands were all over me but he didnt grab at my boobs and he made no effort to get my clothes off. He was everything I really wanted in a boyfriend at that point and I was so happy.

He asked me if I would go with him to his bedroom and I said sure. I was really wondering what he was going to show me and i didnt realize I had just accepted an offer to do something else.

He checked on the girls to make sure they were asleep and okay and then I followed him into his bedroom and stood there and watched him undress down to his briefs. I said nothing when he shut off the lights and then he comes over to me and starts kissing me again and holding me really close. I felt his dick poking me in the belly and I just figured it was always hard on guys.

He was kissing me on the neck and he pushed the straps on my nity off my shoulders and I let him get my arms through the straps. I was wondering what that was all about but I trusted him so I let him do this. He put my arms around his neck and kissed me and then he pulled my nity down and let it drop!

"What are you doing?" I asked him. I tried to reach down to pick up my nity and he held me tight and kissed me more and led my hand to his dick. I was fascinated by it and I was feeling it through the briefs when he pulled them down and put my hand on his bare dick. His briefs joined my nity on the floor as his other hand went into my panties.

I told him that I was a virgin because I had figured out where this was going and it seemed like the thing to do to put a stop to it. He responded by kissing my boobs and sucking really hard on one of my nips as he eased my panties over my hips and down to the floor. I stepped out of them as he pulled me to the bed and laid me down.

He got in next to me and pulled the sheets up and got right into kissing me. My legs were locked together like a clamp and I squirmed a bit as he started fingering me. I guess it was maybe twenty minutes when I felt my orgasm starting up and I relaxed to let him finish the job. He pushed my legs apart and was fingering and rubbing me with his whole hand now and I just surrendered as he got me off.

When I would masturbate myself I would stop after my 'O' first happened but Gregor didnt. His marital experience overwhelmed me as the orgasm just got more and more intense. I have no idea how long it lasted but I was drunk with pleasure when he finally stopped.

I was so happy when he kissed me again and I didnt have a care in the world as he got on top of me. I felt his dick rubbing against me and I decided that I wanted to have sex and I pushed back at him as we kissed. The first bit of him in me felt wonderful and then I felt it start to hurt.

I told him that it hurt and was asking him to stop when he pushed it all the way in me in one long slow thrust.

"Oooohhhhaaaahhhhh!!!" is about what I said. It felt like I had been stabbed it hurt so much. I started crying and he just held it in me and shhshd me and kissed me until I settled down. Slowly, he started thrusting in me and the pain would come back each time he pushed back into me. He was very patient and he took his time until the pain dulled.

I was not in the mood at this point but I figured I'd let him finish and then it would be over. He kissed me and carresed me and felt me all over while he made love to me for what seemed like eternity. I thought he was done and getting off of me when he got his right leg over my left leg but then he slowly pushed his dick so deep I felt his balls against me. Then he got one hand behind my neck and he held my neck as we kissed and then he got the other hand under my back which made me arch and then he really got deep in me. Now he would go reall slow thrusting and then gring himself into me. This only happened a few times when he broke out in a sweat and moaned as he let go in me.

It was wonderful as I realized that he had just done to me what he had done to Allison when they made the twins. I felt married to him. I remember laying there feeling his stuff in me and just going Wow.

I let him have me all day Saturday whenever the twins were napping and then we made love all of Saturday night. It still hurt a bit but not as bad as the first time. By Sunday it wasn't so bad. Monday he went to work and that night was us back in bed again. The whole week was like me playing house and loving it so much! Our week ended when my folks came and got me on Sunday night.

Every time I sat for him we'd do it when he got home and before I went home. We never once used protection and we both should have known better.

A week after my 18th birthday I found I was pregnant. Gregor married me on Sept. 18th in Reno and we've been married ever since with his two girls and my little boy. After we got married I got on the pill.