The Footballer

As well as sleeping with the Boss on a not so regular basis for the past two years there have been a few times during my time with the boyfriend that i have gone out, got drunk and kissed other people. Sometimes people i know, other times i have just pulled boys onto the dance floor for someone to make out with. The one thing that links all these things together is that i have only ever got with other people in front of the Boss, to make him jealous.

On my birthday night out one of the random guys i pulled happened to go to my university. In a moment of madness i gave him my number and for a week after we swapped messages and spoke on facebook. He is a footballer with the best body I have ever had the chance to get up close and personal with. On Wednesday I went to my students union and ended up in his flat, having sex with someone that wasn't the Boss or Boyfriend in three years. I freaked. I pushed him away and ran. At the time it felt like the right thing to do and after some explaining he is fine with me and I got away with my conscience.

But now i find myself wondering what it would have been like if i had stayed and wondering if i will get the chance to make it up to him. I want to fuck that footballer. And i really want my head to sort itself out, so I can decide whether i really want to be in my relationship.