Looks like I’m going straight to hell
Monday, February 12th, 2007Now that’s it’s happened, it feels like it was inevitable, but I promise that I was not planning it.
Feel free to call me a jezebel/slut/harlot/slag/whatever. I’m not proud of myself.
I let the married guy kiss me. I resisted at first, but then a voice inside me told me to let him if he tried to kiss me again. I had been fantasizing about him for so long, that I guess I wanted the fantasy to be real for a moment.
I felt so guilty, and yet so excited at the same time. I had crossed a new boundary, bypassed my morals, forgotten my feminine loyalties and become a sexual deviant (again).
He asked me for my phone number, but I refused to give it to him. He wants to continue our liaison, but I don’t want to be involved in an affair. I don’t want to be a mistress.
It can’t happen again.
11:43 pm on 12-Feb-07
Ouch…
Have to say… I understand.
Well there you have another experience to never tell your grand kids (or to tell them to shock them! – My grandmother occassionally does that to me – funny thing is that I don’t think my mother has a clue of half the things her mother did when she was younger)
8:37 pm on 13-Feb-07
Thanks Lillian. My grandma tells me similar things too, so it’s no wonder I’m such a bad girl. Nature vs nurture?
10:44 pm on 13-Feb-07
If you’re off to hell then I’m right behind ya sistah! Lol! Don’t worry about it though, enjoy it for what it was, a little kiss. Good thing you didn’t give him your number cuz being the Other Woman is not all that great really, take care, and be good!
x mwah x
10:58 pm on 25-Feb-07
I heard someone say that “it does not matter where you get your appetite from as long as you eat at home”. Perhaps he had a great meal with his wife?
1:33 am on 7-May-07
Just a kiss! Let me say however, I watched a family member go through quite a bit of turmoil getting involved with an engaged and then married man. It was nasty. Beware!