Sophomore year of college Tinder was in full force. I was sitting in my college dorm with friends swiping left and right when I saw a guy in a cowboy hat who looked so familiar.

I wasn't from the area and the school wasn't that big, so maybe I had seen him on campus. But something told me it wasn't that.

A quick swipe right and instantly the words "Matched" came across the screen. I was sitting in a bean bag chair and instantly sent a message. "I know you from somewhere." I needed to know this answer and instantly he replied. "How was your date with the Scottish guy?"

OH MY GOODNESS. I had met him. A year ago. He worked for one of our corporate partners and we had met when I was working in a hospitality suite. I was newly 19 and he was fresh out of college. But this was a new look. I scanned his photos and he was shirtless with a cowboy hat. This wasn't the guy I had met a year ago in the hospitality suite who was in work clothes.

"You remembered I went out with a Scottish guy?" I couldn't help but laugh because I had gone on a date with a Scottish swimmer who had made plans to go to his dorm and drink cheap liquor and hang out.

The cowboy answered right away and the conversation began all night. "I'll be back in town in the next few months, we should hang out when I'm back."

I knew the timing wasn't great but we began chatting everyday. Of course the conversation was getting steamy.

Who knew when he would be back in town? In fact, I was beginning to date someone from my economics class. A sweet guy.

One night, the guy I was seeing and I were in bed. I was fighting a terrible cold and he wanted me to recover in his dorm. I was laying there cuddling with him when I got a text message from the cowboy. "So I'm in town tonight with some of my coworkers. You want me to pick you up?"

Oh my goodness. It was finally happening. We were going to have sex as we had talked about. But the timing was awful. I was fighting bronchitis, I was in bed with the guy I was seeing who we had only kissed, and I had work early in the morning.

"What time would you be able to?" I sent back and he instantly replied. "Grabbing dinner now and then I can pick you up."

I had a decision to make. The sweet guy in bed was helping me recover but he also knew about the cowboy. I had been transparent that there had been a conversation in the past about fooling around. He had been okay with it. He saw me sit up and looked at me. "He's in town and wants to pick me up."

The sweet guy sat there and looked at me. "I shouldn't be encouraging this, but go. You've been wanting to and he's only in town once."

I got out of his bed right away before he could take it back. I went to my dorm and grabbed a change of clothes and took a little medicine so I wouldn't be coughing all night. Nothing was stopping me from having sex with the cowboy.

I packed the condom box in my purse in case he didn't have any on him. I didn't want anything to stop this from happening.

He picked me up a little bit later and the tension was strong. "So I have my own room. We are all set there." Perfect. I knew he had been with coworkers so I was worried this was never going to happen.

We drove out to the hotel which was closer to the airport than campus and when we walked in, he had gotten a text from his married coworker. "Sorry, I needed the solo room..." No. We had come all this way. He knocked on the door and could hear voices. They were not leaving.

We walked to the other room and when we walked in it was dark with some TV on. Two beds. Yet one was occupied.

His coworker woke up and saw us. "You can either leave the room for a little or roll over and go back to bed." I stood there quietly. The guy shrugged it off and fell back asleep and rolled over. Thankfully he could barely see me.

It was finally going to happen. The cowboy turned off the tv and I laughed. "No way. I want to be able to enjoy myself. Keep the tv on so I can make noise and not be too loud."

I knew what I wanted and how I wanted it. I began to get undressed as he made his way into the bed and our lips collided. I was naked under the covers and we began exploring the bodies we had been discussing over the course of a few months. I was horny for him.

He laid me down and rolled ontop of me as he began to finger me. His fingers felt way better than mine ever did. I moaned in his ear as he was fingering me even harder. God this man.

We heard sudden movements coming from the other bed so I stopped but only realized he was still asleep.

I laid him down and got between his legs. I wanted to taste him. I slid his cock into my mouth and began to lick the tip, toying with it. I played with his balls as I was sucking on his cock.

He let out low moans and pulled my hair to fuck my face. This felt so good.

Enough was enough and he knew he was close. He spread my legs and put on a condom that I had brought. Thank God I brought them as I wasn't on the pill. The last thing I needed was to get pregnant from the cowboy, who I didn't even know if he was actually single.

He slid inside of me as I let out moans. I kissed him deeply as he was thrusting into me. I was tight, yet I wanted his cock and he didn't care what I felt, he wanted to fill me up.

He was fucking me and at this point neither of us cared if someone else was in the room. In fact, it made me such more hornier knowing we had an audience, even if he was asleep.

The cowboy was thrusting into me deeply and I was begging him in his ear to fuck me harder.

His cock slid in and out of me and he was close. He began to kiss me deeper as he trusted into me harder as he began to cum deep inside of the condom inside of me.

When he was done, he pulled out and I got out of bed naked not caring that his coworker was there and went to shower.

When I came back to bed naked still I slid into bed and checked my phone, the sweet guy was checking on me. "How are you feeling?"

Little did he know I texted him back while stroking the cowboy's cock under the covers.

We both fell asleep and in the morning I needed to be at work early and so did he, so we went for a second round. Neither of us slept much but he rolled over and was inside of me again. This time we didn't take our time. We both knew this was a good bye fuck.

He fucked me as hard as he could. He could feel how wet I was and didn't even bother with foreplay. He knew I wanted his cock one last time before we both never spoke again.

As he came in the condom again, we both rolled out of bed and took a quick shower. When we finished, we walked out naked and his coworker woke up to the sight of us both bare naked.

I left before the coworker could say anything else all dressed. Who knew a few months later, we'd meet again in a workplace setting and I would have to work a full week with the coworker from the other bed....