r/cheating_stories

What does a good friend mean? My friend has been replying with guys who already have a girlfriend. She does things with them. She knows my stand on this. She knows I don’t like it. I have already told her that it’s wrong and she shouldn’t do it. But she didn’t care. I’m thinking about the girlfriends who do not know the behavior of their boyfriends, or their cheating. Now, we have other friend (we’re trio) who is like her ride or die. Who tolerates all her behavior.

Some people on the internet imply that it’s better to be a ride or die friend. That the other friend is better. So I don’t know what is better anymore, i just don’t wanna care, i wanna mind my own business but sometimes when i see her i just can’t help but think also of the girls that are clueless of their bfs cheating.

I 25 M have been dating 31 F for past 3 years , and knew for 5 years before that as an online friend, she's russian lives in Moscow and I am from a different country , I joined HSE for masters in Moscow , russia came all the way to her country and with zero connects and only on my merit worked my ass off to establish a great career for myself learned russian and become fluent which was super hard.

We live together and i had to go back to my home country for some urgent family stuff and such for 2 weeks in this timeframe she and her girlfriends went on a trip with all the girls going with their boy friends and my girl going with a common colleague, and they came back 4 days ago from the 3 day retreat and i am supposed to be back in Moscow on Tuesday that is what she thinks because I wanted to surprise her , and was near her office building to surprise her and saw her yesterday on Wednesday at her time to get off coming out with the same colleague she went to the trip with holiding hands in hand and she kissed that guy , I left the scene with the bouquet I got and am now staying at a hotel with my phone switched off from yesterday night , on my laptop right now and the only thing I have been doing is fucking escorts and crying in their lap . Did yesterday night and today morning just having sex with the escorts and crying in their laps because for the lady I moved countries , learned a language, did all this and devoted myself to all these years has been cheating on me with a random who is not hotter than me , not sexier than me , not anything tbh .

I will wait till Tuesday to turn my phone back on just gonna use my laptop , and don't know what to do like , we were so good together like perfect all the stupid dates trips for just this , cannot talk to anybody so here I am.

We met on trips and after that I moved to moscow for a new beginning to life and maybe to take things farther with her .

I hate that my last 5 years were treated like this .

We've been together for a while. He's been my best friend for 10 years, closer than a brother honestly. The kind of guy you'd call at 3am no questions asked.

It happened at a party. Found out after. Both of them.

The relationship I can process. Relationships end, people make mistakes, whatever. But 10 years of friendship gone in one night. That's the part that actually breaks me. You don't replace that. You don't just find another person who knows everything about you and has been there through everything.

I keep replaying every conversation, every time I talked to him about her, every time he looked me in the eyes after it happened.

How do you even start to process losing two people at once.

I don’t know who else to talk to about this but maybe herring other people experience will help me. I’ve been with this guy for five years and he’s in the military(I was with him for 1-2 years before we got married then got divorced and then separated for 3 months. Then got back together for another 3 years) and he’s was be distant and wasn’t answering none of his phone calls or texts for almost two months and I’m thinking he can’t answer because of his job or something bad happened but no… I just found out he’s was fucking cheating on me… he made me seeming like was some crazy gf that was blowing up his phone. HE NEVER CALLED OR TEXT SAYING THAT HE BROKE UP WITH ME…OTHER WISE I WOULD HAVE LEFT HIM THE FUCK ALONE…. I’ve been SH free for three years now and I’m really trying hard not to relapse but this fucking cheating ass B**** just did this diabolical shit to me and idk what to do rn… I cried so much to where I can’t cry anymore but I can’t sleep either.

It's been two months. I'm still here, unable to sleep or eat, trying my best just to survive each day—while you are happy with him, having dates and sleeping with no trouble at all. Man! It's so hard to be dumped by someone you spent 11 years of your life with. My heart is shattered, I'm mentally unstable, dealing with an empty bank account, debts, and broken dreams. Basically, my everything is gone. When the woman you love the most leaves and chooses to hurt you in the most cruel way, it cuts deep

If a guy obviously likes you and has asked to hang. You like them too but the chemistry is there..
And flirted constantly. If you later hint/tell them you have a bf— is this a warning? An invite? A challenge? Or a message to back off?

My boyfriend and I live together. Starting around January 2026 until the first week of May, he admitted that he was fantasizing about other girls — girls that I personally know, including some mutual friends. He said he would sometimes look at their pictures and fantasize about them because he felt “bitin” or sexually unsatisfied.

After we would have sex 2–3 times, he said he still felt unsatisfied because of my reactions and dryness. Because of that, he started having urges to fantasize about other girls to reassure himself that he was still good sexually. Instead of communicating properly with me about what he was feeling, he handled it in a very unhealthy way.

I only discovered everything during the first week of May when I randomly checked his phone. He was completely caught off guard because he knows I’m usually too lazy to check his phone. After I found out, he immediately became determined to change. He removed all his social media accounts, started controlling his thoughts more, and even when I keep bringing it up or asking about it, he keeps saying he genuinely wants to change himself.

When I asked him why he did it, he said he felt guilty the whole time. He claimed there were many moments when he wanted to admit it to me, but he was too weak and scared. He also admitted that part of him became curious about what it would feel like to have sex with someone else and whether they would be satisfied with him, which is why the fantasizing continued.

But after seeing how deeply hurt I was when I discovered everything, and after we finally communicated honestly about our sex life, he realized how selfish and stupid his actions were. He said he now understands why I became emotionally and physically distant at times.

What hurts me the most is this: if I never checked his phone, would he have ever admitted it?

He told me he wanted to confess before, but he grew up in a family where admitting mistakes usually led to anger and conflict, so he became afraid of opening up. He also admitted that before our relationship, he used to fantasize a lot, but this was the first time it happened again while being in a committed relationship.

The confusing part is that outside of this issue, he has genuinely been a loving and caring partner. He takes care of me, supports me, and treats me well. That’s why I’m struggling so much.

This is my first time experiencing something like this, and I absolutely hate cheating. Cheating has always been my non-negotiable and turning point in relationships. Even though I’m trying to understand his side and why he did it, I still can’t fully accept the fact that I now have a boyfriend who emotionally betrayed me.

Do you think his change is genuine? Does someone like this deserve a second chance? Is trust even possible to rebuild after this?

My wife and I have been married over 20 years. I recently found out that she used to regularly cheat on me. The more I unwrap the layers and wonder what the truth is the worse it gets. The more I put two and two together the more I question whether it was in the past or still ongoing.

She worked as a social worker and would regularly go out with police officers. Turns out it wasn't always for work. Her words are that at the times when it was the most it might have happened 7-8 times a week. We have been friends with some of the men this entire time.

We were at a 50th birthday party for one of our friends. I overheard one of the men was a bit drunk and talking with some of his other "cop buddies", speaking in a very misogynistic way about strippers and other women when he mentions my wife. Several of them are men she used to work with. I stepped in and said something. He said don't worry it was "before me" but I know she did not know him until after we were married. I didn't say anything else because it was already embarrassing enough.

That night I confronted her about what he said. She went as white as a ghost and denied it. Later in the conversation she admitted to it and told me what I now know. I left and have been trying to process this.

It's causing me to question my entire reality. Why would she even want to continue to be friends with men that she's cheated on me with? Is it something that used to happen or is it still happening? Are our kids mine biologically? How can they let me be the host, buy them beer, hang out, be friends, and keep this secret?

I'm just sitting here feeling like my entire life has been shattered and while I'm writing this one of them texts me asking if I'm still planning on going to the lake with them this weekend.

I spent hours crosschecking every screenshot, call log, photo timestamp, and message involving my girlfriend Sarah and this guy named Martin because she kept insisting she “only talked to him when we were fighting.”

At first I genuinely tried to believe that. I wanted to. But the more I crosschecked everything, the less the timeline made sense.

The thing that destroyed me wasn’t just that Martin existed. It’s that the contact with him overlaps with so many moments where me and Sarah were okay. Not broken up. Not in some huge fight. Sometimes we were literally together physically while he was still actively in the background.

One of the worst ones was my birthday.

I found a birthday photo of us together at 12:04 AM on Sept 5. We’re smiling, I’m holding the cake, everything looks normal and happy. Then I crosschecked it with the call logs and found “Martin (3)” on Sept 4.

And before anyone asks:
Black call logs = answered calls.
Red = missed calls.

So those appear to have been answered.

Meaning during my birthday window, while we were together acting like a normal couple, she was still actively taking calls from him.

That honestly shattered me.

Then I kept finding more overlaps.

June 13 — Martin appears in the logs. Same day me and Sarah were together at Manila Ocean Park.

June 14–15 — we were together at home late at night, affectionate messages, calling each other “love,” then Martin appears in the call logs again.

Aug 29 — I literally took a photo of her myself in Greenhills that day. Martin also appears in the call log that same date.

Nov 2 — we were together in Tanay hiking and smiling in photos. Martin still appears in the logs that day too.

Dec 12 — she’s texting me “walking home, love” and “sleep well” while he’s still FaceTiming her.

The one that hurts the most though is March 20.

Around that time we were actually okay. Really okay. We were talking about moving in together. At around 4 AM she even sent me a video of the headphones I bought her.

But according to screenshots I saw, she also messaged him that same day saying:
“I thought of you three times today.”
“I dreamt of you.”

When he asked what the dream was, she replied:
“Nothing naughty :)”

She also sent him a celebrity lookalike of him.

People can call that innocent if they want, but I honestly can’t see that as normal friendship behavior while planning a future with someone else.

And it wasn’t just him chasing her either. That’s part of what hurts. She emotionally participated in it.

There were messages where she told him she felt hurt when he left her on read for a week. She said she thought he ghosted her. She told him she felt like she could be vulnerable with him.

At one point he even got emotional about ME. He basically told her he thought she still liked me because she still cared about me, wore the shoes I bought her, posted them, talked about me, etc.

Instead of shutting that down firmly, she reassured him. She apologized to HIM. Told him his feelings were valid. Said her chest felt heavy.

That’s when it stopped feeling like “just a friend” to me.

Because a normal friendship usually doesn’t involve someone becoming emotionally distressed over your relationship with your actual partner.

And the hardest part is the overlap.

I was buying her flowers.
Taking care of her when she was sick.
Giving gifts.
Planning a future.
Talking about moving in together.
Trying to approach therapy gently.
Doing normal relationship things.

Meanwhile this other guy was still constantly present in the background through calls, messages, emotional conversations, meetups, and apparently emotional space I didn’t even know existed.

Do I have proof they slept together?
No.

I want to be fair about that.

But I also can’t pretend this was some harmless casual friendship anymore. Not after crosschecking everything one by one.

And honestly what damaged my trust even more is that some messages were deleted after I discovered everything. Once that happened, there’s no way to fully verify what else existed.

That’s the worst feeling honestly.

Not even knowing the full truth anymore.

I need some outside perspective because this situation still affects me even after 2 years.

I’ve (F26) been with my husband (M28) for 8 years now (6 years at the time this happened). We went to a birthday party together with my childhood friend (she was 26 at the time). We grew up as neighbors, and she was constantly at our house over the years. The three of us got along really well, and I never seriously suspected anything inappropriate before this.

That said, she has always been a very attention-seeking and somewhat narcissistic person. She likes dressing provocatively and often seemed to compete with me in subtle ways. I tried to overlook it because I knew she had a difficult childhood and family situation.

She would often come over wearing only boxer shorts and an oversized T-shirt, striking what felt like “sexy” poses around the house. Even some older women in the neighborhood commented on it to me, but I ignored it.

A few days before the party, she and my husband had an argument about a hobby we all shared. During the party, my husband got extremely drunk, to the point where I could barely communicate with him. At some point, she sat next to him and they started talking. At first I didn’t think much of it because everyone was in the same room together.

But then she started getting physically closer to him, whispering in his ear, laughing with him, and at times their faces were practically pressed together while they talked. He wasn’t saying much, but he also wasn’t pulling away. Eventually she took his hand, and he started slowly caressing her hand while smiling and listening to her whisper to him.

Someone else at the party actually pointed it out to me, and I immediately went over and told him that what was happening was making me uncomfortable and felt inappropriate. He ignored me completely.

The next day there was a massive fight and we almost broke up over it. My friend’s excuse was that she and my husband had “made up” after their earlier argument about the hobby, and that they were just reconnecting and being friendly again. But to me, the behavior felt way too intimate and crossed obvious boundaries.

I decided to go completely no contact with her. She kept trying to reach out afterward, but eventually became extremely defensive and played the victim, accusing me of “whore shaming” her and saying I was the bad person for cutting her off.

It’s now been 2 years since we last spoke.

My husband and I eventually worked through it, but it was very difficult and the relationship definitely changed afterward. Normally he is very family-oriented and this behavior was completely out of character for him.

I still think about this situation a lot and sometimes wonder if I overreacted because it affected me so deeply.

Do you think my friend crossed a line? Did my husband? Would you consider this a form of cheating or emotional betrayal, even if nothing more happened physically?

TL;DR: My childhood friend got very physically close and flirtatious with my drunk husband at a party (whispering in his ear, faces pressed together, holding hands while he caressed hers). I confronted them, cut her off afterward, and almost ended my marriage over it. She later accused me of “whore shaming” and said they were just making up after an argument. Two years later, I still wonder if I overreacted or if this crossed clear relationship boundaries.

Thanks!

I have read up on betrayal trauma, I have had extensive talks with my hubby. I know where his insecurities originate and I know how the mind reacts to being betrayed by questioning everything. I know all this I just want to find a way forward that does not involve sex counseling because I don't think we're ready for that.

I have always been truthful about my affairs to my husband since the start and part of that has been admitting that I was very intensely attracted towards my affair partner. I can control my actions now, I can tell hubby that I find him attractive too, I can offer myself sexually, I have even offered a hall pass just for him to gain back a bit of his lost self confidence. But I can't change what I did with AP and how I behaved with him. And the simple fact of the matter is that I behaved totally crazed for sex on that night with AP. I pursued him and seduced him. I engaged in kinks with him (which I have talked about so many times before so let's not talk about that).

And I can't lie about that, I don't want our further relationship to be built on another lie. So whenever he asks me I tell him the truth, and he rightfully hates me for it. I not only betrayed him, I enjoyed doing it. I can't comprehend how I was able to turn off my feelings towards my husband and engage in something so transitory and selfish. But that's not the issue. It's causing resentment, and he dwells on it a lot. I think at this point he hates how attractive I found AP more than the fact that I cheated.

I don't know how to help. And I don't mean it in a "Why isn't he over it already" kinda way, I mean it in the sense that I genuinely want him to not constantly put himself in such an unhealthy competitiom with someone else, though I do admit that it is my doing but I also want to help him get through it. How can I help? On the one hand I don't understand why he's so obsessive about it. I mean I do understand that he is hurting because of my cheating and I'll never question that, but I don't understand why he hates so much that I found another person attractive because I'm not like that. I won't find it offensive if my husband says he finds some other woman attractive. But I get that this is all connected and the resentment from my cheating gets carried over to all the other aspects.

At this point he's so obsessive that he compares the way I acted during my sex addiction with the way I can around him now and says I don't show the same level of craziness about sex for him that I did for my AP. But that's the thing isn't it? That night was an exhibit of the depth of my sex addiction, which is why I was so eager for male attention and AP just happened to be the most attractive guy in the bar that night so he got the benefits. I don't think it's fair for my hubby to expect me to behave like a sex crazed addict with him every night. He also resents the fact that I went to AP for sex and not him, but I did not go out that night intending to have sex with anyone at all, it all happened one after the other and I failed to put forward my boundaries and I leaned into my selfishness on the spot.

In my hubby's mind, I found AP so attractive that he got me in heat and got my "juices flowing" so hard that I jumped into bed with him. And he feels he could never compete with that. In reality, I was already deep into an addiction, I was already horny 24/7, I had already made my mind to be as reckless as possible and never meet the guy again, and I was drunk on top of all that. None of that explains why I cheated, the accountability for my cheating falls entirely on my shitty character and my lack of integrity, but I feel these factors do explain my unhinged behaviour with AP on the night of the affair and why I did so many things I wouldn't imagine doing with a stranger normally.

I don't want my hubby to compete with that guy at all, I just want us both to have fun while we fuck that's it. Because I do really enjoy sex with my husband, at least as much as I did with AP and even more on many occasions. I just want him to not be lost in this needless comparison and see that being mad at something I can't go back and change is only holding back his healing. So I want to be able to help him see that. How can I do that?

My husband and I have been together for about a year, and I recently found out he’s been cheating on me with multiple women. I feel completely broken and honestly lost.

The difficult part is that aside from the cheating, our life is financially stable. We live comfortably, and we’re planning to invest in property together soon. I come from a poor background and even though I’m educated and work hard, I’m almost 30 and feel like I have nothing financially solid to show for my 20s. My husband comes from a stable family and is doing very well financially.

I’ve always wanted kids, but now I’m questioning everything because I don’t trust him anymore.

Part of me thinks:
- stay for 5 years, build financial security, maybe have a child, then leave later if things don’t improve
- or leave now, start over, and try to build a healthier life with someone else

I know this probably sounds transactional or messed up, but I’m trying to think logically for once instead of making emotional decisions I regret later. I also don’t really have close family or trusted friends to talk to about this.

For people who have been in similar situations: what decision did you make, and do you regret it?

UPDATE:

After reading everyone’s comments, I’ve decided I’m not going to stay with him long-term or have a child with him just because of financial stability. I think deep down I already knew that would only make my life more complicated emotionally.

One important detail: he doesn’t know that I found out about the cheating yet because I haven’t confronted him. Right now I’m trying to think carefully and plan my next steps safely before I say anything. I also have all the evidence I need.

We’ve actually been together for 4 years and married for 1. Looking back now, I realize he was cheating throughout different parts of our relationship, especially when we were long distance. I genuinely had no idea at the time.

Another reason I sounded so focused on money is because I honestly have nothing financially. No savings, no family support, and no assets of my own. He’s the financially stable one. Even the properties he wants to buy in both our names would mostly be from his money, not mine. That’s what made me think maybe I should stay long enough to at least leave with some stability after everything he’s put me through.

The child part also came from fear and timing. I’ve always wanted to be a mother and I truly think I’d be a good one. I’m almost 30 and started panicking that I’m running out of time and might lose both the relationship and the future I imagined.

I know some people thought I sounded manipulative or transactional, but honestly I’m just hurt, scared, and trying not to make another emotional decision. Part of me also struggles with the idea of leaving with nothing while he continues life comfortably after betraying me for years.

Still, I know bringing a child into this situation or staying only out of fear probably isn’t the right answer.

My husband (33M) and I (29F) have a semi-monogamous relationship. We’ve been together for four years now. I’m okay with casual flirting, threesomes or shared experiences. I’ve never struggled with physical jealousy—only emotional.

A couple of months ago, he went out with a friend, got really drunk (he never drinks, so this was a big factor), and they ended up having sex with two women together. He told me the very next day—we’ve always been honest with each other.

At first, I felt devastated, then furious. But he’s been incredibly supportive. We started couples therapy, and every single day he asks how I’m doing. I know he loves me, and I know a lot of people won’t understand this.

Here’s where it gets complicated: After the sadness and anger faded, I started fantasizing about him with other people. I touch myself constantly thinking about that night.

I’ve always had my kinks: exhibitionism, cuckqueen dynamics, submission, sexting with strangers, etc. But the thing is I feel my anger gets me going. I constantly ask him if he ate their pussy, if he liked their taste. I imagine his face, where his hands were. I even imagine he sucked his friend’s dick. I like knowing other women find him as hot as I do, or even men. Just writing this makes me horny. Am I crazy?

Not sure what I’m looking for—maybe just to know if anyone else has experienced something similar?

So I am M23, my girlfriend is 24 and she cheated on me thrice. The first two might not be considered cheating in today’s generation. Let me tell everything from the start.

So I met a girl a year ago at a defence training institute. She approached me and asked me out directly. She was such a beautiful girl with a good sense of humour, and I liked her too. Since I hadn’t had any good experience with women before, I enjoyed her company. She was literally everything I needed (everything she told me about herself). And, importantly, she was the first person I had a relationship with that included intimacy. She was my first.

But this wasn’t true, not at all. Then I found out she was still talking to her ex and also had a secret long-distance boyfriend. I was shattered the first time I saw it on her phone. My heart literally hurt. I decided to leave her life forever. I cried, I shouted alone, I was completely broken.

But then she came back with all her care for me, all her drama, all her past trauma, and all her excuses. The biggest one was her tears. She cried, made me forgive her, and somehow convinced me to stay.

Apart from this, she was really very receptive to every man around her. She had given access to so many men from her friend group. And somehow, I became the “insecure” and possessive guy. I was genuinely trying to accept everything, even though I had trauma from my past. Still, I was learning, trying my best to not be insecure at all.

Then the second time happened. After the exam we were preparing for, we went out to eat something. She accidentally handed me her phone, and out of nowhere, a call came from an unknown number. I answered it, and guess what — another so-called “man.” Some other guy. She was cheating on him with me, or maybe cheating on me with him. Same shit all over again.

This time, I was destroyed. I had literally given everything to her. For her sake, I was trying to broaden my thinking, increase my patience, and improve my understanding. But behind my back, she was video calling him, turning him on, and doing all of that while I was here trying to become a better man for her.

I still can’t even imagine those freaking four days where I literally just cried and cried. Yes, men do cry. But again, she somehow managed to restart everything with her crying, her promises, and all those emotional tactics. And the worst part is, I was so madly in love with this woman that I ended up believing her all over again. And honestly, that’s what made it truly dangerous.

Third time. And this is about today — THE most painful one.

She kept telling me every single day that she missed me, loved me, and cared about me. So we made a plan and went out somewhere. I had her phone with me, which already felt risky. Before this, for context, we had fought over a few guys I saw on her profile. I told her not to get too close to them because I wasn’t getting a good vibe from them. She gave explanations, bla bla, but anyway…

While I had her phone, I saw one of those guys calling her. Then I found him in the locked chats on her phone. My God, that feeling… my hands started shivering. I couldn’t even hold the phone properly. I literally went into panic. There was a guy who was actually her boyfriend, and she had literally fucked him recently.

I cried so badly. I asked her to leave. I talked, shouted, did so many things that even I can’t believe now. I called the guy and asked him to meet me with her. We met. And she chose him over me, right in front of me.

The moment I heard those words, I felt killed. I died from inside. I couldn’t speak. I still can’t even look at people properly. I feel so dead. I’m still crying. I literally have no one with whom I can share any of this. So I’m just ranting here.

Despite all this, there were many lies, many more incidents — what people nowadays call “micro cheating.” And somehow, I kept accepting everything. I know people will call me an idiot. But all of it was only for the sake of love, and for the sake of my first s*x.

But now I’m shivering, devastated, dead inside. I can’t even ask anyone for help. Maybe I can’t live with all of this. These thoughts are haunting me, tearing through my skin and my heart. I hate myself for what I’ve become. I want to cryyyy so louddd. Please, I need a psychiatrist, a therapist, anything just to survive this.

And yes, just one question to girls — WHY? What do you get from all of this? I mean… WHAT????

I am trying to understand why someone might stay, even though there has been big betrayal.

I know this is so bad but it was one of the hottest experiences of my life. My wife has a friend who is unbelievably sexy. We have always had a great relationship and she is the kind of girl that any guy would be comfortable with. She is always laughing and smiling and I never took any of that for flirting because she is honestly like that with everyone. My wife is very attractive as well and when those 2 are out they defintely like to tease men. Not so much in front of me but I have heard stories of their past.

Apparently my wife has told her friend that I am well hung and really good in bed. One night when we were all out and drinking, her friend brought it up to me. It was the first time she had felt flirty with me. It started off as us laughing about it and I basically got flirtier and flirtier about it until she told me I should show her sometime. She is married also and we started to text a little. I sent her a picture and she sent a few back. By the time we were done texting I was rock hard and had to have her and told her as much. Her husband was out of town so she invited me over and I found an excuse to get away for a bit.

She is a sexy brunette with great eyes and the most amazing lips. I came over and she was dressed in a very sexy but classy outfit that showed her body so well. I immediately started kissing her and before I knew it she had me in her mouth and it was so incredible. I am not sure how graphic I can get here but it was so insanely hot. I have only seen her one other time since that time but when we are together there is definitely heat in the air that we try to hide. I know I should feel more guilty but it just felt so incredible. Please don't judge me I understand the issues here but I had to get it off my chest.

I’ve been in a relationship for 2.5 years. My girlfriend always cared for me and supported me, but one thing that bothered me was that she didn’t seem very focused on her career, and since my parents already weren’t fully supportive of our relationship, I thought her being career-oriented might have helped.

Recently, I started liking a girl from my college and even went on a date with her while still being in my relationship. At that time, my girlfriend was secretly preparing for an exam because she wanted to surprise me and prove herself.

Now I feel terrible because what I did was unfair to both of them. I cheated, and I can’t stop feeling guilty about it.

(excuse grammar mistakes, not first language, don’t wanna use ai)

Title already says most. I (f18) got drunk at a party on the countryside (europe, traditional), and when my bf (m18) was getting drinks this slightly older guy (prob 24) started talking to me in a kinda pushy way. Talking about how my skirt is too short and if I dressed like that just to get the attention of guys.

Mind you, my skirt was around knee-length and the rest of the dress was cute but not slutty. But anyway, since I am already pretty drunk I figure, why not argue with him. So I tell him that I‘m actually a nice girl that doesn’t long for male attention or even sexual comments and don’t have a high bodycount etc. While I was saying that he slowly came closer to me. I don’t know why but I felt butterflies in my stomach and started to stutter the more talked. He used this as confirmation and got more touchy but at this point I had already lost against my hormones. We were in a remote dark spot almost in the woods already and the next 15 minutes were a mix of making out and then me on my knees.

It was over as quick as it started and I felt weird for the rest of the evening, but decided not to tell my bf yet. I feel ashamed about. I‘m not even sure if I could identify the guy anymore if I saw him.

As the title says my friend went out to bucking horse this weekend. Had fun, met a girl danced and they ended up going to his place her name started with an R and was from Indiana F 30’s. The ended up having sex and after she admitted that she has a boyfriend and cheated because her boyfriend decided not to come with. He was ok with it because he wasn’t cheating. I’m struggling with it because her complete lack of morals.

Me 53m was cheated on by soon to be ex 43f
She finally admitted she cheated. I acted upset but was actually happy because we were engaged and she is not marriage material. Looks, home care, background, etc. I’m happy being friends that live together or partners. We moved all the way to Colorado from Wisconsin before I found out. I’m in a bad position because she makes the money. I’m working part time now because I lost my CDL. I don’t hate her but I have zero attraction to her after the last time. She is already not an attractive woman, then u add the cheating part and 🤮🤮🤮. Funny thing is that I do still enjoy her company and she is compatible and easy going. She’s funny and smart. But she’s a bust down fuck anyone including family members (cousins), strangers, you name it.
It’s really too bad because I used to really love her before I knew how deceitful she is. I do still like her as a friend, but she truly thinks I am gonna stay with her nasty disgusting butt. I wish I could have her personality only 😂