Cheating with a college mate - Part 1

This story happened when I was studying psychology in college. I don't need to introduce myself, you already know me, right?.

Just as a reminder, I'm from a Latin American country, from a small town. I got married at the age of 22 and moved to the big city, the country's capital, with my husband, who was my age too. I had been a wild girl my whole life, and I'm willing to tell the different stories here, over time. Hubby never knew of them. Marriage didn't stop me at all. On the contrary, I found out that me being a wife at so young age was an irresistible addition to men's eyes. And I took my chances. After all, hubby worked and studied, so he was out all day, and I had no former friends or family there, and an apartment all for myself. Needless to say my hormones were at their most. Anyway, let's focus to this story now. Actually, to the start of the story, as this was the beginning of a romance I had with this guy. He was a bit older, 24, didn't have a GF, and was really cute. We happened to be in the same group for a research work, so we were a lot of time together. The group consisted of 3 more girls and 2 more guys, but they are not really important here. I noticed this guy paid more attention than necessary to me, and I felt flattered. As I was new in the city, I still haven't had the chance to meet new guys, so I was being "satisfied" by just my hubby. Which was not really the case. Just a side note: my husband has always been a great man, but he's not that active sexually.

So, we gathered at his place one night. It was the night before the exam. The whole group was supposed to meet, but I was the only one that showed up. I later knew he actually told the others he had to be somewhere else and would not be available, so he cancelled the meeting for everyone else but me. He obviously had decided to play his cards that night.

We started studying, and at dinner time, I told him it was time for me to go home.

"Oh c'mon, why don't we study overnight? I think we can do better if we do. You know we won't study any longer if you leave now", he said. He was right, the exam was important and I wouldn't study at home.

"Can't just be away the whole nite you silly. What would I tell my husband?"

"Just call and say the truth, you'll be studying. Doesn't he want you to be a professional some day?". That made sense.

Dialogue is surely not textual, but that's as accurate as I remember things.

Back then, there were no cellphones. I'm talking about the 90's here. I called home to leave a message. I knew husband arrived almost at midnight from his own classes.

We then ate dinner, and he served some beer. I never drank alcohol, but I accepted anyway. Just as I accepted a joint afterwards.

Of course, alcohol + weed led to an atmosphere of laughter and silly games. I really can't remember how or who took the first step, but at some time we were making out on his couch.

Gosh that felt soooooo good. I was almost starving for a new tongue. Like really, I needed that so much. We kissed and it was great, and his hands grabbed my boobs in no time. Of course we didn't study that night at all, and we didn't sleep either. We did all kinds of stuff in his bed. The next day, we didn't fail the exam... We missed the college entirely. We fell asleep lol.

That was our first encounter, but as I said, it was the beginning of a romance that lasted a couple months and had peak moments I'll share in future posts.