I met this beautiful girl (she was out of my league) who was working at a KMart. I thought I was pretty suave and flirted with her. I asked her out for that night and she agreed. I asked her where she lived and she said she’d meet me at the mini-mart.
I pick her up and we spend the evening hitting various house parties. I only knew a few of the people at the parties. We were getting pretty drunk and she would sit on my lap and kiss me.
Some people were staring at us, but I figured they were either jealous or wondering why she was with me. I took her over to my house and we sc**wed for a while.
It was getting late and I took her home. She had told me she was divorced. When I was driving into her neighborhood, she said that she was separated, not divorced. As I pulled up close to her house, she said, “You better stop here, my husband is home.”
I said that I thought she was separated and she said that they were going to be, but that they still lived together. I let her out of the car a few houses away from her house.
I know, I know, alarm bells should have been going off, but I was a fairly inexperienced 18 year old and I was flying h**h after my evening with her.
I went home and went to sleep. The next day, a friend of mine comes up to me and says her heard about me taking her around town. I smile proudly and said, “yeah, I had a great time.”
He looks at me and says “You remember when someone shot holes in Jay’s Mustang last week with a deer rifle? That was her husband; he’s crazy and so is she!”
I said “ she told me she was divorced.” He looked at me with a grin and said he hoped her husband didn’t find out where I lived or what car I drove.
I spent the next few months, wondering if someone was going to take a shot at me. Nothing ever happened, but I learned a lot about cheating from my experience.
I pick her up and we spend the evening hitting various house parties. I only knew a few of the people at the parties. We were getting pretty drunk and she would sit on my lap and kiss me.
Some people were staring at us, but I figured they were either jealous or wondering why she was with me. I took her over to my house and we sc**wed for a while.
It was getting late and I took her home. She had told me she was divorced. When I was driving into her neighborhood, she said that she was separated, not divorced. As I pulled up close to her house, she said, “You better stop here, my husband is home.”
I said that I thought she was separated and she said that they were going to be, but that they still lived together. I let her out of the car a few houses away from her house.
I know, I know, alarm bells should have been going off, but I was a fairly inexperienced 18 year old and I was flying h**h after my evening with her.
I went home and went to sleep. The next day, a friend of mine comes up to me and says her heard about me taking her around town. I smile proudly and said, “yeah, I had a great time.”
He looks at me and says “You remember when someone shot holes in Jay’s Mustang last week with a deer rifle? That was her husband; he’s crazy and so is she!”
I said “ she told me she was divorced.” He looked at me with a grin and said he hoped her husband didn’t find out where I lived or what car I drove.
I spent the next few months, wondering if someone was going to take a shot at me. Nothing ever happened, but I learned a lot about cheating from my experience.