So if you are from the UK and not been living under a rock for the past few weeks, you've probably come across the recent GK Barry podcast where her guest has been touring Uni's at fresher's week, sleeping with freshers for money and to post online. And naturally this has divided the nation, some calling it good old fun, others calling her the devil.

My husband's firm had their annual end of October night out, to celebrate the new interns settling into work. A bit of background, these interns are at Uni but spend 1-2 days a week at the firm. It was a very informal party, everyone got dressed up but there was no real hierarchy, so soon maybe 5-6 of us were sat around a table, slightly intoxicated, just talking, when I jokingly asked my husband what he would do if he found out one of his interns had a video with that girl online.

This triggered off a massive discussion on the topic, all of the interns acting far too mature, but one of them nonchalantly defended it, saying we are in 2024, why does any one care. This back and forth went on for some time, I was kinda riding the fence during the discussion, until I kinda tried to end it by saying "who would want to be a slut in messy student rooms? bad sex. hard mattresses, thin walls, awkward run-ins with flatmates?"

Everyone kinda laughed, but then that same intern, Matt, shot back saying that I was underestimating uni-flat sex. The way he said it was intense, it was like an offer to me, in front of everyone, but still just an innocent comment.

The night went on, now truth be told I am a flirt and have strayed a few times in my marriage, so I couldn't help but flirt back to Matt, nothing too concerning thus far. We ended the night with a hug as I did with everyone, and we made a group chat to share pictures, again normal behaviour.

I hadn't even got home yet with my Husband driving, and Matt was already continuing the flirting over text privately, going on to at least 3 am. 3 more days of flirting, a couple of pictures back and forth, and lo and behold, I am ass up head down in his student room, resting against the paper thin walls as he goes to town on me.

Now the sex was great, the mattress was still hard, the walls were like paper, and he hid my clothes so I had to get my post sex glass of water in lingerie, much to the delight of his roommates