Hello to all, this is my first post and I want to start well, with a true story that has been keeping me very thoughtful lately...
I've been living with my girlfriend for about four years now, but an old university friend from over 14 years ago suddenly reappeared in my life. We had always had that mutual sexual tension, although nothing ever went beyond sending hot messages as a joke; she was with her boyfriend and I was with mine (I know many will understand what I mean). Last week, taking advantage of the fact that my girlfriend had to go to work at the office (my girlfriend can't stand my friend, sixth sense they call it), I invited her to lunch. She's a physiotherapist and finished seeing her patients around 11 am; she called me and said she was coming over to my apartment, so I prepared an exquisite lunch and uncorked a delicious merlot.
We lunched and didn't stop with the wine, we started remembering old times, we laughed, talked about our present, our plans, etc. In a few words, 'We're moving forward'. Amidst our conversations, sex was always the protagonist, between us we spoke without reserve, to the point that he told me things he likes to do and have done to him. This day clearly wasn't an exception, even after a few drinks, commenting that his boyfriend was out of town, he showed me some private photos he received, of course not showing them to just anyone, each time the situation heated up more I saw the table and we were already on our third bottle of wine, all delicious but, I turned to look at the clock above the fireplace, and realized there are approximately 30 minutes left until my girlfriend's usual arrival time, I don't know when the time went by, what is clear is that she has to leave now! My girlfriend can't see us together, so 'nothing is happening'.
I asked her for an Uber and she left, with a half-lip kiss and very likely just as initiated as I was, after leaving her in the car I returned, just in time for my girlfriend to find me on my computer, working as usual.
While I had a delicious time talking and laughing with her, the last few minutes were so exciting that they left my heart racing, all because we might have been discovered, although I repeat, it didn't go beyond some hands intertwined on the table and a half kiss in the mouth of goodbye.To the next day I called her and asked how she had passed it, amidst nervous laughter she told me that very tasty and that the hangover hadn't let her go to work that day. We've been chatting since then about when we're going to repeat it but without so much wine, my girlfriend comes back every day to the office from next week, so this story will have a second part sooner rather than later. I'd like to know your opinions in this situation, as I said it's my first post and I want it to be of many others.
I've been living with my girlfriend for about four years now, but an old university friend from over 14 years ago suddenly reappeared in my life. We had always had that mutual sexual tension, although nothing ever went beyond sending hot messages as a joke; she was with her boyfriend and I was with mine (I know many will understand what I mean). Last week, taking advantage of the fact that my girlfriend had to go to work at the office (my girlfriend can't stand my friend, sixth sense they call it), I invited her to lunch. She's a physiotherapist and finished seeing her patients around 11 am; she called me and said she was coming over to my apartment, so I prepared an exquisite lunch and uncorked a delicious merlot.
We lunched and didn't stop with the wine, we started remembering old times, we laughed, talked about our present, our plans, etc. In a few words, 'We're moving forward'. Amidst our conversations, sex was always the protagonist, between us we spoke without reserve, to the point that he told me things he likes to do and have done to him. This day clearly wasn't an exception, even after a few drinks, commenting that his boyfriend was out of town, he showed me some private photos he received, of course not showing them to just anyone, each time the situation heated up more I saw the table and we were already on our third bottle of wine, all delicious but, I turned to look at the clock above the fireplace, and realized there are approximately 30 minutes left until my girlfriend's usual arrival time, I don't know when the time went by, what is clear is that she has to leave now! My girlfriend can't see us together, so 'nothing is happening'.
I asked her for an Uber and she left, with a half-lip kiss and very likely just as initiated as I was, after leaving her in the car I returned, just in time for my girlfriend to find me on my computer, working as usual.
While I had a delicious time talking and laughing with her, the last few minutes were so exciting that they left my heart racing, all because we might have been discovered, although I repeat, it didn't go beyond some hands intertwined on the table and a half kiss in the mouth of goodbye.To the next day I called her and asked how she had passed it, amidst nervous laughter she told me that very tasty and that the hangover hadn't let her go to work that day. We've been chatting since then about when we're going to repeat it but without so much wine, my girlfriend comes back every day to the office from next week, so this story will have a second part sooner rather than later. I'd like to know your opinions in this situation, as I said it's my first post and I want it to be of many others.
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