Hello, my name is Gwen. My late husband and I used to enjoy reading the adventures and stories on this site. We didn't partake but we enjoyed reading them enormously, thank you all. I never told Neville but I feel I can now tell you that I was a bit worried about the amount of pleasure sex gave me. I thought I was a bit 'different' but when we discovered stories on the internet I realised I was also one of the very lucky ones. Many many thanks!

Neville was my first and only love. He was three years older than me which worried my mum. He did have a proper apprenticeship though, which pleased both my mum and my dad.

We first made love in a field, in a tent, in Devon. We had been going out for over three years by then. He'd refused to make love with me until I was over eighteen. He'd said I was too young to be a mum if it went wrong and he wouldn't be able to support us until he finished his apprenticeship. No pills in those days either! As soon as I reached eighteen I worked on my mum trying to get her to let us go on holiday together. Neville had just finished his apprenticeship and I'd been patient far too long. Eventually she agreed as long as I stayed in a B