I had sex with a random guy the night before my wedding. I had never cheated on my boyfriend before and I had been with him for three years. I couldn’t sleep and it was late so I just got into my car and drove. I wasn’t trying to escape I just needed to clear my head. I really was looking forward to being married to a man I truly love.
I ended up at a gas station 2 hours away in a small town around midnight. It was a convenience store so I went in to get a snack. This guy was behind the counter, a very attractive younger boy who was probably only about 21. He told me he was about to close but when I went to check out we started talking.
We talked for a long time and he said he had to lock the doors but had to clean up so I could stay and talk to him. I watched him until he went in the back to get something then I followed him. I don’t even know what I was thinking, I just went up to him and kissed him. It was like something came over me, I just wanted some relief from all the stress.
I pushed him to the floor as I pulled at his clothes and he pulled at mine. He had a perfect young hard body and instantly hard. I just got on top of him and guided him into me, I forgot about everything except for him. He laid there staring up at me as I used him. All the tension and dread I had been feeling for weeks just melted away, I just concentrated on what was happening right then and there.
I had a massive orgasm, the complete release that comes over you and collapsed on top of him. I didn’t even know or care if he had finished. Then the guilt and shame came over me. I quickly got up put my clothes on and said I had to go.
It was a very long drive back and I spent the entire time crying and trying to decide if I should call off the wedding. I got home went to bed and woke up the next morning to a phone call from my to be husband. The night before felt like a dream and I decided to go through with the wedding and swore to myself I would never tell anyone what happened.
Wedding went off perfectly and we took off for a two week honeymoon. Friend took us to the airport and we got to our suite late that night and consummated our marriage. All was wonderful and perfect until I woke up in the middle of the night from a dream about that boy in the store. I had to look over and make sure I was in bed with my husband and not him.
From time to time I still have those dreams, me in that dirty store room having sex with that young boy who’s name I don’t even remember.
I know my wife had sex with a guy a few days before our wedding. Her friends threw her a party and she fucked the guy they hired to entertain. So all of her friends and probably a lot of other people know too. I told her before what happenes at the party stays at her party and she took me up on it. We never talked about it but I wonder if she thinks of him while fucking me, after all he was a really hot guy. And I hear hung as hell.