As I sat in my room studying for my upcoming school exams, I couldn’t help but notice the gorgeous woman who was taking care of my younger siblings. Her name was Lisa, and she was everything I could ever want in a woman – clever, funny, gorgeous, and caring. I had a crush on her for years, but I never had the courage to tell her.
Lisa had become a part of our family for the past year now, and she was my go-to babysitter whenever I needed one. She was all the time professional and did an excellent job of taking care of my siblings while I was away. But something about her made me feel tingly inside, and I couldn’t get her out of my head.
One evening, as I was studying late into the night, I heard Lisa laughing in the living room. Her laughter was like music to my ears, and I was immediately drawn to her. I got up from my desk, walked to the living room, and saw Lisa sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone.
“Hey, Lisa,” I said as I approached her. “What are you up to?”
“Just scrolling through Instagram,” she replied, smiling. “What about you? Are you almost done studying?”
“Yeah, just taking a quick break,” I said, sitting next to her on the couch. We talked for a while about our favorite TV shows and movies, and I couldn’t help but stare at her lips as she spoke. They looked so soft and inviting, and I wanted to kiss them so badly.
Without thinking, I leaned in and kissed her. At first, Lisa was taken aback, but she quickly succumbed to my advances and kissed me back. Our lips moved in perfect harmony as we explored each other’s mouths, and I felt my heart racing with excitement.
As we continued to kiss, we heard a noise from upstairs, and we quickly pulled aside. My siblings had woken up, and we knew we had to be careful not to make any noise.
We decided to take things slow and went into the kitchen to make some tea. As we waited for the water to boil, Lisa and I talked about how we felt for each other. We both had all the time been attracted to each other but never had the courage to make a move.
“I’ve wanted you for so long,” I said, taking her hand in mine. “I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help how I feel.”
“I feel the same way,” Lisa replied, pressing her lips to mine. “I know it’s forbidden, but I can’t resist you any longer.”
We made our way to my room, being careful not to make any noise. Once we were inside, we locked the door and gave in to our desires. Our hands roamed each other’s bodies as we kissed passionately, and I felt myself becoming lost in the moment.
Lisa’s clothes soon hit the floor, and I marveled at her beauty. She was wearing sexy black lingerie that hugged her curves in all the right places. I reached out and traced my fingers along her lacy bra, feeling her shiver with pleasure.
We made love for hours, exploring each other’s bodies and fulfilling our deepest desires. The sex was passionate, intense, and forbidden, making it that much more exciting. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, content and satisfied for the moment.
I woke up the next morning, and Lisa was gone. There was a note on my dresser that read, “Last night was amazing, but we can’t let anyone know. This has to stay between us.”
I knew she was right, but it didn’t make it any easier. The next few days were torture as I tried to act typical around Lisa, but every time I looked at her, I was reminded of our forbidden love.
A few weeks later, Lisa ended up getting a job in another state and had to move away. We said our goodbyes, and I was left with a heavy heart, wondering if I would ever see her again.
Years went by, and I eventually moved off to school, but I could never forget about Lisa. She was the first woman I had ever been with, and the memories of our intense love-making remained vivid in my mind.
One day, I received a phone call from a woman claiming to be Lisa. At first, I was skeptical, but as we talked, I realized it was her. She had moved back to the area and wanted to see me.
We arranged to meet up, and when I saw her, my heart skipped a beat. She was just as gorgeous as I remembered, and my feelings for her came flooding back.
We talked about our lives and caught up on old times, but it wasn’t long before our conversation turned to sex. The chemistry between us was undeniable, and I knew I had to have her again.
We went back to her place, and the sex was even better than before. We were more experienced now, and our passion for each other had only grown stronger with time.
As we lay together, spent and sweaty, Lisa turned to me and said, “I love you. I always have, and I always will.”
“I love you too,” I said, kissing her deeply. “I know it’s forbidden, but I can’t help how I feel.”
Our love was forbidden, but it was also passionate, intense, and all-consuming. We couldn’t withstand each other, and we didn’t care about the consequences. For us, our love was worth any risk, and we were eager to pay the price. The end.