I’ll start by saying my stepson and his friends are in their 20s!
One night I was out at a bar and had about 10 tequila shots too many. I was playing pool with some random guy and we drunkenly, but jokingly, got into an argument about the game. It somehow led to us making out over the table. But nothing else happened.
When I woke up severely hungover the next day, I had a few messages on my phone from him. I’m not an asshole, so I answered them, but was pretty brief. I don’t generally cheat and he was around 20 years younger than me anyway.
I politely answered his messages over the next couple of weeks until one day we were talking about work. And after telling me what he did for a living, I realised he worked with my stepson. I casually asked some questions and found out it was pretty much worse – they were friends.
I won’t lie, I freaked out a bit. I needed to talk to him to tell him to keep the whole thing quiet, but didn’t want to have anything in writing. So I called him. He was at work and said why didn’t I come pick him up afterwards, because then he could get a lift home too. His cheekiness made me laugh so I stupidly agreed.