Out of all the stories and pictures I post it’s the posts about Jay that get the most attention so I thought I’d post a story about the last time I saw him properly. This is nowhere near the worst thing he did but it was the final straw which broke the spell.

Bit of background I’m 39 now, was mid twenties at the time and was with my husband (then boyfriend) at the time but he likes me being with other men so I’d had quite a lot of one nighters and a few regulars. At the time I met Jay I had two or three regulars but I dropped them once I met him. He wasn’t very handsome, a bit overweight, not a good fuck and had a sarcastic mean personality but for some reason I fell for him so hard. I was seeing him for about 8 months when this happened.

He was going on a stag do to London for a weekend and invited me down to stay in the same hotel but in a different room because he was sharing with a friend. I said yes. I ended up paying for his room too because he was broke again. I packed a suitcase of my nices dresses and some sexy underwear I bought especially for here. I travelled down there on the Friday afternoon, checked in at 4 and had a bath and some food and then put my new underwear on underneath his favourite dress and did all my make up and spent ages on my hair. He liked me dressed up. He said he would be at my room about midnight after his night out.

I sat there waiting for him, having a few drinks and getting ready to do whatever he wanted. About 11 he rang me and asked how much cash I had on me. I knew he had no money so I’d brought a bit to pay for anything we were going to do so I just said “some” and then he asked if he could have £200. I said yes and he said he would be with me in ten minutes. I got all excited for him getting there and poured him a drink and made sure I looked my best, made sure my tits were nearly falling out my dress and hitched it up a bit so the bottom of my ass was showing, then I heard a knock at the door. I went to answer it all giddy with excitement but there was a guy there I’d never seen before. I asked who he was and he said Jay had sent him to collect the money. I said ok and gave it to him and closed the door. I rang Jay and he promised he’d be here at midnight. At 4am and after numerous calls and texts I gave up and fell asleep, drunk and still wearing the dress and make up.

The next day we had agreed to go shopping together and I was going to buy him a scarf he’d seen he liked from Harvey Nicks. Well I didn’t hear from him all day so just spent the whole day in my room doing nothing waiting for his call. About 9pm I heard from him. He text me to tell hed pulled and won’t be coming back to my room again. I was devastated. I begged him. I’d come all this way and hadn’t even seen him yet. I even offered to join them for a threesome and he said “lol no we don’t need a spare wheel”. I spent the night on my own again. I’d not left the hotel room the whole time I’d been there because he kept promising to come round. Again I was left alone and upset.

At 8am the next morning he text me and asked me to go down to his room and see him. We had to check out by 11 so I thought well at least I’ll get some time with him. I went down to his room and he was in just his boxers with loads of scratch marks down his back from the woman he pulled. He laid down on the bed face down and told me to kiss his back better as it was sore. I don’t know why but I did it. I kissed every inch of his back better with tears running down my face. He then pulled his boxers down and said his ass was sore too and needed kissing better. I again did it. God knows why. He was laughing and saying “make sure you lick all of it and I mean all of it”.

He then rolled over on to his back while I was still on my knees on the floor and pulled his dick out and said “go on then, you know what I want” and like an idiot I put it straight in my mouth and gave him head while I was still crying. He was saying “mmm feels nice having your tears drop on me, like getting a blowjob in the rain” I ignored him and just carried on while he laid there with his hands behind his head smiling. He kept telling me to make eye contact with him so I did and he’d be smirking at me while I was looking at him with tears in my eyes.

Without warning he suddenly started cumming, I swallowed the lot and as soon as I was done he said “right I’m off for a shower not had one since yesterday and I’m meeting Jessica downstairs at 9 for breakfast. You’d best go pack and go home”. I just got up and left.

I went to my room and packed, went to check out and saw him and Jessica and a few friends eating breakfast. They looked over and waved and then started laughing. I just walked out, got in my car and drove home. All in all I’d wasted a weekend about a £1000. Great.

When I got home my husband asked if I had a good time I said it was ok and I’d tell him that night while we had sex. I tried to make something up but couldn’t and started crying. I confessed everything to him telling him how I had feelings for Jay and how horribly he treats me and some of the things he’d done to me.

We stayed up all night talking and he comforted me which made me feel worse. We got through it though.

I’ve not really spoke to Jay since. We messaged for a bit every so often but very formal and that stopped after a couple of years. I still see him around though every so often as he doesn’t live too far away from me. I’ll be honest as well I still stalk his socials probably once a month or so and nothings changed in his life. Still living with his mum and still seems to be a bit of a waster.

I told my husband everything when I got home and he was very understanding helped me get over Jay. Looking back now I have no idea what got me so hooked at all.

If anyone wants to hear any other things Jay did to me feel free to comment and I’ll try and give more of his horrible examples.