It started off innocent enough a simple weekend visit to catch up with a college friend. Everything was normal until her dad came home that first night. We were all having drinks and joking around, and as soon as she went to bed, the energy shifted between us. He started flirting with me, and I don’t know what came over me, but I found myself flirting back. I could tell he was holding back, but when I leaned in closer, things escalated quickly.

One thing led to another, and suddenly, I was on the pool table with him on top of me, kissing every inch of my body. It felt so forbidden, but that only made me want him more. We ended up going at it right there my body trembling every time he pushed into me. I knew I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t stop. Afterward, we just lay there, breathing hard, and I realized I didn’t regret it at all.

Now, I’m stuck. Part of me wants to go back and see if we could do it again, but I’m scared it’ll get out and blow up in my face. I can’t stop thinking about it, though. Should I risk everything just to feel that way again?

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