Okay I’ll try to get into more details about my affair with the guy we call G. Let’s sta
Okay I’ll try to get into more details about my affair with the guy we call G. Let’s start with that kiss back in 2016. It was a late afternoon and we where both working late on separate things. I was at my office and he was at his, we where chatting on Facebook messager. I was frustrated with my fiance and was looking for an excuse to get away and G offered to help me with a problem I was having. So off I went. It was late in the afternoon around 6 so we where alone, everyone else had gone home. He greated me at the door with his usual slightly over exaggerated smile. I gave him a hug, I remember how happy I was to see him and I could feel how happy he was to see me. The thing I “needed” help with took about 10 minutes to solve. At 8 it was definitely to time for me to go home, my fiance had been texting me and wondering what was taking so long. So we both got up and he was walking me to the door. Before the door we stopped and I gave him an other hug, but it lasted a bit longer it wasn’t a friend-hug and when I started to pull away he pulled me closer again and kissed me. I wasn’t really surprised and I definitely kissed back and I enjoyed it. It was a great kiss. I don’t know how long it lasted, probably only a couple of minutes. After that we just said goodbye and I went home. Just weeks later I broke up with my fiance. This kiss and G had nothing to do with it. G was and is to old and he is married and he intended to stay married. Our breakup was bound to happen. I don’t think anyone is really interested in reading this. It isn’t that sexy and that spark is very difficult to describe, not because English isn’t my first language but because I’m not a writer. But I feel the need to tell someone. I can’t tell my friends, because in this city everyone knows everyone. So that’s why I’m changing the story slightly and telling the Internet. -- source link
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