I went out for a drink with a workmate one Saturday night, just as friends, he’d been bugging me to hang out which is fair enough. The night had been going well the atmosphere was relaxed until he goes and kisses me. The night took a turn for the good, he was a good kisser and knew what he was doing and there was a kiss fest for the rest of the night. We kissed goodbye that night only for him to tell me the next day it was a bit of fun, it meant nothing to him.
Why do guys do this?
He’s the first person I’ve kissed in 3 yrs because i couldn’t trust anybody else. The only thing I can comfort myself with now is that at least I didn’t sleep with him.
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