In my final year of University on Valentines day, I confessed to her and asked her out. She couldn’t give me an and said she wasn’t ready for a relationship, she asked me if I could wait for her to give an answer, which I agreed. We remained friends for the next 2 months and on that fateful day on 15/04/2014 morning, she told me she was ready to give me an answer, We agreed to meet at the University Campus where we always hanged out together at 1pm although she said she’d be there at 12pm. I was to getting ready and decided to surprise her by getting there an hour early 12 pm instead, when I arrived I saw Lisa being kissed by another man, I knew this man is Lisa’s crush, he was really good looking and very fit man. I felt inferior to him and quickly jumped to the conclusion that she will reject me and date him instead. I was not in the right state of mind and just decided to kill time until 1pm. We met and just as she was about to give me her answer, I stopped her, I told her what I saw, I knew there wasn’t a place for me in her heart. She tried to explain things but I didn’t want to hear it, I gave her the cold shoulder, and told her I wish her happiness with her boyfriend and walked off, she broke down in tears on the floor and pleaded for me to wait, which I didn’t do. Whilst wondering around in the city of LA feeling despair, I met Rachel, I told her that I got rejected, she told me to come to her boyfriend’s apartment where he will give me advice on what I should do. We went to her boyfriend’s apartment, when Rachel opened the door, she saw another women giving her boyfriend a bj, it turns out that Rachel’s boyfriend was actually cheating on her. Rachel slapped him over the face demanding answers although her boyfriend in turn accused her of “cheating” on him with me. She broke up with him right in front of me and we left. I took her to my apartment because she didn’t want to go back to her own. She talked about him and the more she talked about her now ex-boyfriend the more she broke down in tears. I hugged her not to think about it and let him go. I held her face and kissed her lips, we went with the flow, I carried her to my bed and undressed her. My mind was telling me “don’t do it, nothing will be gained from licking each other’s broken hearts” but I ignored this and gave into my lust, got my condoms out and finally lost my virginity. We officially started “dating” each other afterwards. Although I say we are “dating”, there’s no emotions attached and we’re just licking each other’s wounds. I really regret it because I wish I had my first experience with Lisa rather than Rachel.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Nov 2014 06:00:31 +0000