Cheating with a Stripper
I am angry at myself, and my husband. I'm mad at myself because I did something uncharacteristic and shameful. I am mad at my husband because he let me go to the hen party knowing there would be drinks and strippers there. It all started out so innocent; just drinking, laughing, and having a good time. The strippers at the party were so friendly, young, and good looking. One of them caught my eye because he was very well built and had a huge bulge in his spandex shorts. I couldn't help staring; he saw me looking and smiling at what I imagined was in the shorts. He started paying attention to me; I guess I was flattered that I was having an effect on him. As the night went on, I got drunker and braver and even sat on his lap. I could feel him press against me and it felt great. I gave him a lap dance; I was thinking, "What the hell am I doing?" but I was getting so excited and the feelings I was getting were amazing. I just couldn't stop. I don't know how we ended up naked in the bedroom, but at that point my head was spinning. I don't really recall too much, just him and me making fantastic love. Maybe it was just the alcohol and I was just too drunk and falling in and out of consciousness, but the feelings were so intense; I had never felt anything like it before. After the ecstasy and euphoria, I laid on the bed. I felt so ashamed; how could I ever tell my husband what I had done? I started to cry and drifted into exhausted sleep. I woke up on my friend's bed, pulled myself up, got dressed, and left. My husband had come to pick me up and was waiting for me in the living room. I couldn't look him in the eye and was quiet on the ride home. I think he sensed something was wrong because he was very quiet also. How can I ever tell him? I should never have allowed it to happen, but I will never forget it or the feelings. I just hope when I tell my husband, he will forgive me.
— Rachel, 30