It wasn’t upto 2 weeks since the misunderstanding between us which resulted in my moving out from his place, did this pretty lady moved in with him. Like really? How could he be so awful to me? They were even holding hands in public and even kissing. We were meant to marry hopefully before the end of the year.
I wanted to die. Gosh.., a combination of humiliation and depression. Obviously our relationship had meant nothing to him–when to me, it was one of the most important things in life. How could I have been such an idiot for letting him mess with my emotions that way. I wasn’t sad anymore, I was livid. And I needed to find some way to get even with him. If he thought he could just go off and be with another girl so quickly after our relationship was over, that sure meant that I could do the same with another man.
But not just any man, I wanted to make sure that it was the one person that would hurt him the most-one of his best friends. I knew which one to pick immediately; he had always been someone that my ex-boyfriend was jealous of. Without consulting my friends, I texted him the next day, asking if he wanted to hang out, but I’m sure he knew that I meant something more. When he came over, I was ready.
There had always been some sexual tension between us but now, with my boyfriend out of the picture, nothing was stopping us . . . or me from having REVENGE S*X. We kissed and it was really great, but it just didn’t feel right. His hands moved up my shirt and I liked how it felt but hated that it was him at the same time. I went down on him and wanted to make it fantastic for him, wanted him to finish, but only so the news would get back to my ex boyfriend.
By the time we had s*x, I don’t even know what I was thinking. I only knew that Revenge S*x wasn’t what I pictured it would be. It was such a convoluted experience of things I thought I wanted and the emotions that only made me realize how bad of an idea it had all been. I felt dirty and wrong. Believe me, the s*x was good while it was happening (when isn’t it?), but the way it made me feel after was so not what I expected.
Revenge sex is NOT all it’s cracked up to be in the movies. I wanted to go back in time and forget the whole thing. I wished that I could have found ANY other way to get over this relationship. Anything besides having Revenge S*x. I just wish I had known that it would have felt so wrong.
If I had, I would never have done it in the first place. But before you will jump to judging me; just put yourself in my shoes and think for a moment what you will do? I know that what i did was wrong and stated above that i wish i knew a better way to handle the breakup and uptil now, i don’t know. I will appreciate if people could kindly tell me instead of judge me.