Way back when, when I was about 20 I caught my ex in the back of his car with a girl we met in a pub one night.

A group of us all went back to my house after a night out and it took me a while to realise they had both disappeared. Back then (when I smoked) I went outside for a cigarette and saw the windows of his car looked ‘dewy’ but it was a midsummer night which puzzled me. Then I heard giggling. So I walked over and they were both naked and she was sat in his lap on the back seat.

I stormed back inside and kicked them both out in rage. But later that night I went to bed and masturbated so vigorously I had the best orgasm I’d ever had up until that point, but was also crying at the same time!

A few days later he grovelled and apologised and I took him back. But after that i always got insanely wet when he was ‘uncontactable’ wondering (or more like… hoping!) he was with her again.

That relationship ended for different reasons.

But… I’m SURE that is what kick started my QC kink.