Can’t tell anyone else, and I need to get this off my chest. This is more of a confession.
A few days ago I had sex with a coworker after work. My car is being repaired at the moment and so I told my boyfriend I’d just catch a ride from a coworker that lives nearby so he didn’t have to waste gas. And I mean, I didn’t necessarily lie. My coworker did drive me home, we just had to make a minor detour to the alley before I walked in. Once we were parked, I straddled him, slid my panties to the side and fucked him. No condom. Knowing that my boyfriend was so close, and expecting me to be home any second, made it so much better.
Afterwards, I go inside and greet my boyfriend. Act like nothing happened. The thing is my boyfriend is in the mood and wants to get physical. I know I might be considered a terrible person but I wouldn’t have sex with my boyfriend right after somebody else came in me minutes prior. I at least need to clean myself first. He tries to seduce me. Touching me and stuff and it’s at this point, that the guilt sets in. I feel bad. He does a lot for me. I live with him, he works hard. So why not give him sex? So I invite him into the shower with me and well you know how the rest goes.