I was really close friends with one of my brother's close friends, she started hanging out and getting close with my house mate and she started coming over to party every weekend with us. Meanwhile her boyfriend would always come onto me whenever we were out, he would lean in and whisper to me that he wanted to fuck me. It started getting me thinking about bad things. I tried to keep it out of my mind but I would always wonder about what it would be like. But I have so much love for his girlfriend, she's one of those people everyone absolutely loves, gets everyone in the room laughing. Anyway she came over to party with the girls one weekend and she's a hairdresser, and I needed a haircut bad, so she happily cut it. We headed out to the club and I was so wasted I lost the girls pretty much straight away. I didn't really mind as I was so drunk I was going to head home soon anyway. As I was leaving the club her boyfriend came up to me and started hitting on me once more, I was so wasted that I agreed to go home with him. We got back to his place and one thing led to another pretty quickly, I was so scared that she would just walk through his front door looking for him that I asked if we could move to the bedroom, he didn't seem to be worried at all but happily obliged. We moved a chest of drawers against his door and I pretty much passed out after that, I can't remember much, if anything but I woke up with my underwear all twisted up and confused. I left first thing in the morning and came home feeling like absolute shit, it didn't even matter if we did or didn't, I think we most likely would have, but the fact was I was in bed with her boyfriend and it killed me to think I had done such a thing. I talked to my housemate who had become close with her and she agreed with my decision to tell her, I had a feeling that she would have told her even if I didn't considering how close they had gotten. So I told her the truth about what had happened. She instantly hated me and I don't blame her. I waited a long time before I even tried to talk to her, I'm from a small town so everyone found out and I just hung my head in shame. When it had calmed down a bit I saw her in the club and started talking to her, I ended up in tears telling her how sorry I was and told her that if one thing good had come out of the situation was that her cheating boyfriend was now out of the picture and that she deserved much better. She turned to me and said, well I'm actually still with him, and she turned and walked off. I was gob smacked, forgive him and not me, what's the difference? Obviously she had only heard his side of the story, but seriously she must have been blind. Anyway that was about 4 years ago now, water is under the bridge and she can say a word or two to me now. I'm sure she doesn't think the most of me but she can tolerate me, probably because she knows how much i regret it and she's so close to my brother to not see me around often. But here's a twist, I had a heap of old video footage I was going through before leaving to go travelling a few months ago, it was from one of our house parties that the girl and her boyfriend were at, as well as my boyfriend at the time, i was going around recording people and came to him to interview him, he asked me to take the camera away (and i hadn't even watched this footage since i took it those many years ago), i kept the camera on record but held it to the ground and you can hear him whispering in my ear how badly he wanted to fuck me. Hmmmm I wish I could only have shown her when it happened, might have changed her mind about him sooner.. thankfully they're not still together!!
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