My Boyfriend Caught Me With Another Woman

When I was in college, I had a few lesbian experiences with my roommate. I never told my live-in boyfriend about it, because I didn't know how he would react. I didn't plan on ever doing anything like that again, so I figured I was safe. Neither I nor my roommate considered ourselves lesbians, we both fucked plenty of guys too, but we didn't figure there was anything wrong with occasionally getting between the sheets together.

I kept in touch with my old roommate over the years. One day, she called me up and said she was coming to my town for a job interview. I told her she should stay with us and plan for a few extra days, so we could hang out and have some fun.

My boyfriend was going to go fishing for the weekend with some of his buddies so we could have the place to ourselves. I had been thinking about the past and the passionate fling we had in college, and I admit I was thinking I wouldn't mind re-living the past a little.

We went out to dinner at a Mexican restaurant just around the corner from my house and ended up drinking several mugs of margaritas. On the walk home, we were holding hands and getting chummy, and by the time we got in the door we were making out like crazy. I didn't really consider it cheating on my boyfriend, and to be honest I didn't really care at that point.