Briefly in my early 20's I had a room in a house that hosted lots of local shows and parties.

The guy who owned the house once booked a band that had no business playing basement shows, but they agreed to it because it had been "over a decade since we've done something like that" and they did it for nostalgia. It was a "secret show" that attracted a different crowd than usual.

Fast forward to about midnight and I'm in the driveway drinking and talking to people and this beautiful woman in her 30's walks straight up to me.

"Oh my god, aren't you deadrelease?"

Turns out she was someone who began teaching my senior year of highschool and we only ever briefly interacted.

"I always thought you were so hot. What are you doing here?" "I live here. Want to see my room?"

She grabbed my hand and we went to my room. Immediately fucked. Then we raided my female roommates closet and went back to my room where she dressed up as a teacher and we role played.

Passed out. Woke up later and fucked again. I bought her breakfast on the way home. She blew me in her driveway before going inside.

Haven't heard from her or seen her since and I refuse to tell anyone I went to school with the story because I worry about fucking up her reputation.