My Accidental Cheating

We met, fell in love, and then the truth came out.

It was my birthday. My friend and I had gone out to celebrate. We went to a local gay bar, one that everyone knew me in. It was a safe environment, and when my friend decided he needed to get home to rest for work the next day, it was an easy choice for me to stay. The bartender assured my friend I would get home safe.

My friend and I had been talking to a group of tourists on and off all night. Mr. Iowa had insisted that I do shots with him since it was my special night, and it would’ve been rude for me to refuse. Plus, no good story starts with I was drinking water at the bar. The longer the night went on, the more Mr. Iowa was touching me.

By the time the bar was closing, we were in the backroom making out like two teenagers. He looked at me with a sly smile and asked if I wanted to go back to his room with him. Tequila and hormones clouded my judgment, so I agreed readily.

On the way to the hotel, I asked him if he had a boyfriend. He assured me that he did not. Something wasn’t sitting right in my stomach but I wrote it off as just tequila. We got to the hotel and started making out again.

Once we hit the bed, our clothes came off like they were velcroed on our bodies. Each of us performed acts like we were porn stars and this was our breakthrough role. If it wasn’t the best sex I’d ever had, it was a damn close second.

The next morning, we both woke up hungover. While he was still attractive, he was not the young innocent from the night before. Maybe someone screaming “who’s your daddy?” takes away their innocence. Or perhaps it was the fact that he was 39, not 29. Why do men lie about their age? Don’t they know we’ll fuck them anyways?

Every time I went to crawl out of bed, he pulled me back down on top of him, wrapping his arms tightly around me. Eventually, we got up and went to get lunch and spent the entire day together. The weird thing was, he never looked at his phone. It was unnerving, didn’t his friends worry about him? What if I was a serial killer?

On the day he was supposed to leave, Mr. Iowa announced he was staying in town for a while longer. His work had called at some point when I was in another…

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