So, my boyfriend is obsessed with this particular athlete, and I've always teased him about it. But little did he know, I actually met the athlete at a charity event, and we hit it off.

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Before I knew it, we were exchanging numbers, and I was sneaking off to meet him whenever I could. It was exhilarating and thrilling, and I knew I was taking a huge risk. But I just couldn't resist the temptation.

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The craziest part is that my boyfriend had no idea what was going on, and I managed to keep it a secret. I would attend his games, cheering him on, and my boyfriend would be none the wiser. It was like I was living a double life.

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I know it was wrong, and I'm not proud of what I did. But I got away with it, and my boyfriend still has no idea.