This is something I often think about, but it's not a memory that causes me guilt, infact I often wonder if she would be interested in doing anything, but I'm getting ahead of myself. First the story:
About 3 or 4 months ago, my best mate was doing this offshore oil rigging gig which meant he would be gone for an extensive amount of time. Now around this time, I was still single and quite lonely and sore from my previous breakup (which was a good 2 months before this even happened. I was also getting to know my friend's girlfriend and would often keep her comapny while he was away. Originally, when I first met her I had no real interest in her other than being friends. She was quite beautiful, mind you, and had the most luscious hips you could dream of, but again these little charms had not effected me yet.
One night, we had gone to see a movie together and it had set us in a very hot and bothered mood. But still we held morals firm and stayed off each other. But each time we saw each other, it got harder and harder and so we progressed from hold hands to kissing to eventually one night where it all fell through. I had gone up to here dorm to play video games with her, but we ended up not even plugging in the the system. It started off subtle we held hands and then progressed to holding and fondling.
Long story short I managed to get her to give me head, which surprised even myself this not the sort of thing to happen.
She ended up telling him, but not the whole ordeal, as far as he knows, we just kissed one night and thats it. I haven't spoken to her in awhile now, but I sometimes wonder if I was her only broken promise or had this occured many more times, before and after.
About 3 or 4 months ago, my best mate was doing this offshore oil rigging gig which meant he would be gone for an extensive amount of time. Now around this time, I was still single and quite lonely and sore from my previous breakup (which was a good 2 months before this even happened. I was also getting to know my friend's girlfriend and would often keep her comapny while he was away. Originally, when I first met her I had no real interest in her other than being friends. She was quite beautiful, mind you, and had the most luscious hips you could dream of, but again these little charms had not effected me yet.
One night, we had gone to see a movie together and it had set us in a very hot and bothered mood. But still we held morals firm and stayed off each other. But each time we saw each other, it got harder and harder and so we progressed from hold hands to kissing to eventually one night where it all fell through. I had gone up to here dorm to play video games with her, but we ended up not even plugging in the the system. It started off subtle we held hands and then progressed to holding and fondling.
Long story short I managed to get her to give me head, which surprised even myself this not the sort of thing to happen.
She ended up telling him, but not the whole ordeal, as far as he knows, we just kissed one night and thats it. I haven't spoken to her in awhile now, but I sometimes wonder if I was her only broken promise or had this occured many more times, before and after.
