This story is a work of fiction based on fantasy. This is also the first time I've attempted to write this kind of work. I met Annie when we were both serving aboard the same ship while in the Navy. She was a Hospital Corpsman that I had to see monthly for a medical issue I was dealing with. Although my first impression of her was of someone you didn’t want to cross, my first time seeing her in sick bay proved that to be false. She had a warmth and pleasantness about her that put me at ease right away. I soon started to harbor an attraction to her, despite knowing that she was happily married and had a son. She stands about 5’6”, has brown hair, bright blue eyes that looked amazingly sexy in her glasses (think sexy librarian look), fair skin, an amazingly athletic and toned body with great legs and what I guessed to be about a 34C bust. She also had one of those smiles that could light a room and make a person melt. The ship, on which we were both stationed was set to decommission and, being one of the first wave of crew members transferring, I was definitely going to miss her as we had become pretty decent friends on top of the sexual attraction I felt for her. About two years ago, I found myself thinking of her out of the blue and decided to see if she was on Facebook and I indeed found her. After deciding whether or not to reach out (wasn’t sure if she’d remember me or not), I went for broke and sent a request and was delighted to get her reply a few days later. After a bit of catching up, I found that she had some health issues of her own, was medically retired, and had moved back to her home state with her husband Don and son. We stayed in touch, and last year, I was pleased when she announced that she, Don, and her son Scotty were taking a family trip up to D.C. and wanted to get together as I was stationed near there. Dinner was great but also a difficulty for me in trying real hard to not let my rekindled attraction to show in front of her family (especially since Don as a pretty big and solid guy that could have easily beaten me to oblivion). Few days later, I was surprised to answer my door to see Annie standing on my front porch crying. Upon inviting her in for a cup of tea and a sympathetic ear I had found that her marriage with Don had been failing for some time and the was beginning to feel as if he didn’t appreciate her emotionally or physically. The only thing that had changed was her hair, which was now cut into one of those “pixie” cuts: nothing against them, I just always thought Annie had very beautiful long and wavy brown hair. Even several years that had passed, she still looked every bit as beautiful and sexy to me since I’d known her, so it amazed me that someone so fortunate to have her as a wife would act that way. She continued to unload while we were both sitting on my couch, and out of nowhere, I leaned in, touched her face and kissed her. Feeling those soft, pillowy lips againt mine and enjoying the taste had me momentarily lost in pleasure until I had realised what I had done. We both pulled apart, stunned and what I had just done. However, what happened next was unthinkable: she leaned in and kissed me back and we immediately started kissing each other madly while I was rubbing my hands up and down her body.