I slept with my stepmother. Even after years, I still couldn't get over how I felt about them.

It started when I was sixteen years old. The year before, my parents split up, and I moved in with my dad. He began meeting this woman who was a few years younger than him.

At first, I tried to hide how I felt about him. She looked great, though. Olive skin tone and light blonde hair. Also about five feet tall. There are the right bends in the right places.

The first six months went by without any events. Then my dad went to the hardware shop one…