I let him in and left him to it for an hour or so. Around 10 pm he came
into the lounge, thanked me and kissed me on the cheek. Then he sat down
next to me, leaned in and we started kissing softly. It felt so nice
and I couldn’t tell him to stop.
Things got a bit more heated and we went up to the bedroom and had séx. I felt so guilty but there is no denying I loved every minute of it.
It’s turned into regular sessions when my fiancé works evenings. The séx feels really good, probably partly because we know it’s never going to be more than séx. I know the guy over the street just sees this as fun – he’s not looking for anything serious. In one way I feel cheap. I really love my partner and I don’t want to be caught cheating, but I feel addicted.
Things got a bit more heated and we went up to the bedroom and had séx. I felt so guilty but there is no denying I loved every minute of it.
It’s turned into regular sessions when my fiancé works evenings. The séx feels really good, probably partly because we know it’s never going to be more than séx. I know the guy over the street just sees this as fun – he’s not looking for anything serious. In one way I feel cheap. I really love my partner and I don’t want to be caught cheating, but I feel addicted.
I know it will all end in tears but how can I stop?
