In 1988, I moved to Corvallis, OR.; the home of the Killer Beavs (Beavers) of Oregon State University. I quickly turned into a Beaver Believer. Back then, I was following my heart, (women) as it were. Back then, my cock/brain/heart pretty much had a mind of their own' like the Tom Petty song.
I was and OTA, "older than average" student, finishing up my undergraduate degree in Sociology. Living in a small , college town city is so so nice. Back then there were around 50, 000 people there. We were about 11mi. West of I-5, so we didn't get a lot of traffic. There are so so many women in college towns! I'd never had so more sex so often as I did during my 10 years spent in Corvallis; "Bimbets", "MILFS", a nurse, therapist, and yes a professor.
As part of my Gen.Ed. Requirements, I had to finish up my foreign language, so I took Spanish. My prof was recently engaged to be married, in her mid-20's and kinda on the BBW side of the spectrum,.
Skip ahead a few years; One day I was sitting in Squirrel's Tavern with my buds on our 2nd pitcher of Black Butte when a voluptuous, very curvaceous woman saunters up beside me and bends over giving all of us a wonderful cleavage view and slurs, " hey remember me, I used to be your Spanish Teacher. "This had my buds ROTFLTAO..She calmly whispered in my ear, inviting me to join her and her friends over at their table.
So WTF, Over?! Sure why not? First thing she told me after we got back to her table was that she and her husband just got a divorce; which produced a very big shit eating grin and a very lecerous "oh, I see" , from me, causing her and her friends to ROTFLTAO!
So we each guzzled the beers we were drinking and went to a nice restaurant for dinner and ended up being fuck buddies for the next nine months; sort of a Sept-June affair.