I’m 23 years old, and my life has been turned upside down in just three months. It all started with Emma. She’s 21, and we’ve been dating for a year. We met at university. She was that striking blonde with long legs that every guy dreamed of. We were the perfect couple: I was a quiet, slightly shy programmer, and she was an energetic marketing student, always the center of attention.
We had good sex. She never complained, but I felt like she wasn’t getting enough. «You’re so gentle.» she’d often whisper after sex kissing my forehead. I thought it was a compliment.
We went to visit her friend last summer. There was a huge pool, parties almost every day, music. Then this Mark showed up. A tall, muscular black guy, someone’s friend. He came to the parties a few times, and then I noticed the way my Emma looked at him. Basically, it was all a classic scenario. She laughed louder than usual at his jokes, adjusted her bikini as he passed, and her nipples poked out treacherously beneath the thin fabric.
There was a party that evening. We stayed up for a long time, and then when we got to our bedroom, I started kissing her, but she gently pushed me away. She said she was tired. Then I quickly fell asleep. I woke up to an empty bed in the morning. So I went out onto the terrace and saw her with Mark. They were standing by the pool. Mark was holding her by the waist, and she was pressed against him with her whole body. He leaned over and kissed her.
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