This is the story about one of the most passionate and intense relationships of my life. Easily the most memorable and pleasurable experiences I'll ever have. Unfortunately it ended in disaster and almost brought our marriages to the bitter end in the process. Yes, I cheated and so did she. If you have a moral conflict that is okay with me, just dont read this story.
This is part 1
I had been in California for less than a year. Having recently relocated from Camp Lejeune in North Carolina to San Diego I wasn't prepared for the endless droves of beautiful women that seemed to be at every corner. Being Marine Corps Infantry for 8 years the closet interaction with females was usually in porn stashed on my computer, but here I was, in college none the less. It was like a kid in a candy store.
A little background on myself. I'm that guy. The extremely tall one with the apparent muscles. I'm good looking and possess the wit and vocab to swoon most girls. 27 years old, Tall, dark and handsome and endowed with a 8" dick. I am the alpha, bull, HNIC or whatever you want to call it. My Achille's heel? I got married to the wrong damn woman.