I didn’t set out to cheat on purpose. He just made it so damn easy – like he was almost literally asking for it. Begging for it. Although I don’t want to be known as the “cheating slut girlfriend” some guys just make it too easy.

I’m not a cheating slut girlfriend and you’re not James Bond

Just recently I dated a guy who appeared to have it all. Great smile, all the well-thought-out answers in our philosophy class, and his car – everything was pristine. When he asked me out, I fluttered! Book smarts do not equate with street smarts, unfortunately.

His insecurity remained hidden until the third date when it all came out. Every time the wait staff stopped by our table, he complained about their service being “too attentive.” I explained everyone seemed friendly and flashed him some cleavage.  I even offered to pull out his cock, stroke, and suck his dick right there under the table.  What kind of cheating slut girlfriend would offer to blow her boyfriend under the table of a fancy restaurant? He struggled and couldn’t focus his attention back on me instead of the men dropping by to refill my water glass.

Do YOU come with the dessert?

A girl like me always receives lots of attention, no matter whose arm I’m on. I was surprised by his twitchy fingers every time our waiter looked down my top at my tits. It didn’t make me a cheating slut girlfriend! Tits are amazing and should be looked at. I know I look at girls’ tits every chance I get, too. They’re fucking hot.

By the time Antony returned to the table with a luscious piece of chocolate cake, my date fell completely silent. Antony sat down with us for a few moments and I had him lick chocolate frosting off of my fingertip within seconds.

A cheating slut girlfriend is what you wanted, right?

He had no reason to be jealous – until he was obnoxious about it. I asked Antony when his shift finished and if I could interest him in coming back to my apartment after that. Then I whispered, loud enough for all persons at the table to hear, that I wanted him to fuck me on my boyfriend’s side of the bed. It wasn’t exactly revenge porn. I asked, as a cheating slut girlfriend, for him to “pound my tight pussy and get possessive with my body.”

Then he fingered me the entire time we talked over chocolate cake. I moaned and told him I was about to cum on his fingers right there in the middle of the restaurant.

Just as I was about to shudder and whine at the intense orgasm he gave me just under the tablecloth, my date groaned stopped rubbing his throbbing dick through his pants.

Wait, did you just cum in your pants?

He enjoyed watching me flirt with another man right in front of him. I giggled and told him he was about to have a great night watching me be the best cheating slut girlfriend ever if that was true!

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