Honestly wasn't sure where to put this. Feeling super guilty about it. Two weeks ago my best friend went to spend time with her dad, she asked me to go because they have a very strained relationship and sje wanted company. I agreed, I hadn't met her dad before.

We drove up to him, and from the moment he and I met there was this electric connection. I thought about it all that first day and he must have felt it too.

That night I woke up and went get some water from kitchen, he must have heard/seen me because a minute later he was in there.

We started talking and then he just pushed me to my knees and I sucked him off. And honestly thought that would be enough to get him off my mind. But it didn't work, I was all bothered next day couldn't stop blushing and laughing. My friend noticed but didn't say anything. Night two, I went to kitchen he followed but this time he took me to the den and we fucked on the couch. It was sooo good. I'm not like a super slut or anything he's only the third guy I've slept with but by far the best.

My friend barely spoke to me next day, about half way through the day she told she woke up and caught us. She yelled, I cried, and she left. She drove home without me. He offered to drive me home but couldn't that night. So I stayed another night just me and him.

He was rough, degrading, mean. It was best sex of my life. Next day we woke up and showered and went again. Then he drove me home. Barely spoke to me, and honestly I'm not sure he really knows my name because he never used it.

My friend won't speak to me, and she's told our mutuals including a guy I was talking to, he did text me about being really upset.

Definitely have regrets but still amazing sex, almost worth it.