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As I stood in front of the mirror, prepping myself to go out for a drink with a coworker, who would probably end up fucking me by the end of the night, I reminisced about how I got started doing all this.

I grew up in a quiet neighborhood, and during my junior year of high school I met my boyfriend. He was a few years older than me, and we fell in love and had a great relationship. I was a grade a student, going to class every day, hitting the books, and then hanging out with my boyfriend at night. Everything was great and as time went on, our relationship got stronger. Then, one afternoon, everything changed.

I had been hanging out with a very close friend, and we were headed to her boyfriend’s house, because they wanted to go hang out. I had decided to tag along since my boyfriend was still at work. When we arrived at the house, her boyfriend was there with his roommate. I was introduced to the roommate, and as we chatted, my friend went into another room with her boyfriend, leaving me and the roommate all by ourselves. We hung out for a bit, and he was a very open and friendly person and was extremely flirty towards me, and I'm not really sure what happened but next thing I knew, we were kissing each other. It started off slowly, just locking lips with one another but before I knew it, we were feeling each other up and started to remove some clothing when my phone rang. It was my boyfriend, letting me know that he was on his way home from work. I immediately stopped what I was doing and said that I had to leave. As I did, I realized how close I came to fucking this guy. After that, something awoke inside of me, as I began to have all kinds of things run wild into my mind. What if I had fucked that guy? What would he have felt like? Was his cock bigger than my boyfriends? These are some of the thoughts that ran through my head and as time went by, I thought about it more and more. I was also at that age where my hormones were driving me crazy and all I wanted to do was fuck. I couldn't get enough from my boyfriend, and it drove me nuts.

A few years after all this happened, I graduated high school and I started taking college courses. Along the way I made many friends and continued to stay loyal to my boyfriend as well. There were many different guys at school, and I fantasized about a few of them from time to time but never did anything. Then, during my junior year, that all changed.

I was sitting in class one afternoon when the professor announced that he was going to be grouping students up into pairs so that we could work on presentations. I wasn't very excited about it because I hated doing presentations in front of the class. As he announced the groups, he paired me up with a classmate named Jamie. Jamie was the same age as me and was very friendly and outgoing. We had chatted on a few occasions, but nothing overly serious. He was also a good-looking guy, very attractive and took good care of himself with an athlete type of body.

After getting our assignments, Jamie and I decided to meet up in the library to discuss our plans. We went over everything and after putting a plan together, began working on our presentation. We would meet up a couple times a week, spending most of the time in the library but on occasions we did go and work on the presentation in his dorm room as well. He lived on campus while I commuted back and forth because I lived nearby. As we worked on the presentation, we got to know each other well. Jamie was very friendly, complimenting me and flirting with me from time to time. He knew I had a boyfriend but that didn't stop him from being extra friendly. I enjoyed the attention because like I said, I was at that age where I felt horny all the time and a little playful attention like that never hurt anybody.

As the month went by, we worked on our presentation, but Jamie ended up putting in a lot more work than I did since he was living on campus. That gave him more time to use the library and such. I appreciated it because I was commuting back and forth while also trying to spend time with my boyfriend when I wasn't at school, and not having to work on the presentation was a nice thing.

About a month and a half after we started working on it, the presentation was ready and Jamie went over everything that he had done with me. He showed me all the work, and he truly had put quite the effort into making everything exactly the way it needed to be. I told

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