Friday evening I broke up with my boyfriend. We were together for 3 years, but for a few weeks I had this strong urge to change something in my life. I felt so sorry for hurting him, but I knew it was the right thing to do.
Saturday evening I was invited to a house party. My Ex-boyfriend (wow, this sounds strange to me) was invited too, but luckily didn’t show up.
I had lots of conversations with people I hadn’t seen in a long time. It was so much fun, I played a few drinking games with them, when this hot guy suddenly showed up. We didn’t know each other, but somehow connected immediately. You could tell easily that he was one of those fuckboys.
Normally I kept my distance from these kinds of men, but there was something pulling me towards him and I liked his attention. It was like he knew I was easy prey that evening. Things got flirty quickly, I got drunker and before I knew we were making out with all the other people around us. I didn’t want everyone to see me doing that just hours after my breakup. Therefore, we went 2 stories up and continued in a bedroom. I knew exactly what this guys goal was and my inner slut liked it way too much.