I was 18 years old and just out of high school. I wasn't a virgin, but I'd only been with one girl and she was a virgin that first time as well. I wasn't confident with girls and I didn't have a clue when it came to sex.
I was painfully shy and legitimately had no clue as to how I "measured up" to other guys my age. The sports I played were off-campus and whenever there were gym showers, I avoided them.
My sisters were long out of the house and it was just my mother and me living there. For about several months of the year, one of her friends, a woman I'll call the Teacher, would come to work in our town and stayed with us. At this point, she was 32 years old.
The Teacher was certainly attractive. I would often sneak peeks of her when she was headed to or from the shower. I never saw her naked, but I did see her in her panties several times. I had also taken to the opportunity to inspect her panties close up before.
During this particular spring week, the Teacher was staying with us but my mother had to go on a business trip for a few days, leaving the two of us together. Because I considered her hot, I was always shy around her and didn't say a whole lot, even though she was like an aunt to me.
One day while my mother was gone, I hopped into the shower. I had thought the Teacher was gone to work as well and after the shower, I went to my bedroom with just a towel on and turned on the stereo.
I got out the clothes I was going to wear and dropped my towel. That's when I looked up and realized the Teacher was standing in my doorway, staring at me. I hadn't heard her and I stood there, literally in shock.
It felt like I was a statue, standing naked in front of her for what felt like an eternity. The only real recollection of the moment I have is that her eyes were focused on my penis.
I finally snapped out of it, grabbed the towel and pushed the door shut. I heard her muble something like "sorry" when I did. I was completely horrified.
I quickly got dressed, slipped out of the house and stayed out until about 10 or so that night. The embarassment kept me away and I didn't want to deal with the situation. The Teacher's door was closed when I got home and I was relieved.
The next day some of the embarassment had passed but I was still edgy. I was on the couch watching TV when she got home, she asked if it was alright if she joined me and I said "sure."
We sat there in relative silence watching for quite a while. After much time had passed, she started talking during a commercial.
She proceeded to say that she didn't want to make me uncomfortable but wanted to tell me that she was really sorry for causing any embarassment by walking in on me. I was shy but told her I was sorry too. We watched a little more TV but I was a bit nervous too before I finally excused myself to go do some homework.
A little later, after I'd been up in my room studying a while, there was a knock on my door. She came in and said she wanted to let me know again how sorry she was for what happened and then she said, "can I ask you a question?"
I was really shy at this point, laying on my bed while she was standing there, but I just nodded my head.
"Are you a virgin," the Teacher asked.
I was a little shocked, I guess. I stammered something about not being one but that there'd only be two times with one girl.
"Was she a virgin too?" the Teacher followed up. And I told her she was.
"That explains it," the Teacher said.