The birthday boy was a sweet guy who has a huge crush on me, and I kissed him once. I was kinda drunk, but still I must admit he is cute. Other than him, there was two more guys that I like at the party. One of them is pretty weird, and I'm extremely frustrated that I never know what he's thinking. I really don't get him, and that's very rare, because I can easily tell what everyone is thinking, especially what they think of me. I don't know if that's intuition or sixth sense or magic, but I don't really care. I caught that guy looking at me once or twice, but I couldn't tell if he likes me or not. The not knowing feels strange and I don't like it, but it makes me like this guy even more. Now that I think about it, I realized that we never talked, and it's been six, or seven months since we met. I have no idea why.
The second guy has a girlfriend. He's tall, blond and really great looking and I was drawn to him the moment I saw him for the first time. When he saw that I came to the party his face lit up and he looked so happy to see me. He didn't know that I was going to be there. Every time I would walk into a room where he was, he would smile and ask me to stay there. And sometimes I did and sometimes I didn't. The main reason for not staying was some guy that annoyed me the whole night. He was such an irritating bore. at the beginning he was asking if I was going to dance alone the whole time, but then he started making comments that implied that I was a manipulative bitch, and this was the first time that he saw me in his life.
Anyways, back to the Blond guy. I didn't know if he liked me, but I wasn't flirting with him nor seducing him, because of his girlfriend, so I didn't expect anything to happen. At one moment my best friend, Blond guy and I where standing over a laptop (in that order) deciding what we were going to listen next. The Blond guys' hand was around my waist but I didn't make anything of it because some guys like to touch other girl even if they don't like them that much. But then he started lowering his hand and touching my hips, my lower back and my butt. I was very surprised, but very happy as well. Eventually his hand went under my dress and on to my lace panties.
The problem was that nobody could see that. Even my best friend didn't notice, and he was standing right next to us. I knew that the Blond guy was just playing with me and that he has no intention on leaving his girl. The moment I realized that, I was devastated. I wanted him so bad but I didn't want to be second, and I didn't want to help him cheat. I have no idea if he is aware of the fact that I know that he has a girlfriend. Either way he isn't such a great guy I thought he was.
Back to the party. I went to the bathroom to clear my thoughts. I'm sure he wasn't so happy about that, but I didn't care. I spent 15 minutes there torturing myself and trying not to cry. I was so torn. Somehow I pulled myself together and went to grab a beer, hoping I could get myself drunk, just enough so that I can fool around with him without feeling guilty. And when I sober up the next day I could blame it on the alcohol. I wasn't drunk when he started touching me again. And my brain was gone. He knew what he was doing and he was so confident and I don't know what more but I stopped thinking about everything and just went with it. I almost knocked down a TV because he was pushing me against it. We fooled around for sometime and a friend of ours walked into the room and saw us together. The next second he was gone. I pulled away from the Blond guy and walked out of the room. I just couldn't do it. I started beating myself over it again and I had it enough. I grabbed a bowl of crackers and started eating them. Because of all the drama, I didn't even realize how hungry I was. The Blond guy came and sat next to me. He touched my knee and slowly pulled his hand up my thigh and under my dress. I said that I'm eating and just ignored him. He was very frustrated and he left.
The party was coming to an end and only a few of us was left. The birthday boy, my sister and her new friend and I were in a bed covered with a blanket we kept fighting for because it was to small for all four of us. The Blond guy walked in and in a few minutes he was the one next to me under the blanket. The rest of the people were in the same room but they didn't pay much attention to us. He was just about to do something with his hand, when his friend called him and said they needed to go. And he was gone. I never saw him or heard from him since. And it's been a month from that party.
I must admit that I told everything about that to my best friend. At first he couldn't believe the Blond guy cheated on his girlfriend. He was always against it and always the first one to say how wrong that is. And after the first shock my best friend was thrilled about everything and I'm pretty sure everyone knows by now. I shouldn't have done that but I that's me, I just can't keep my mouth shut when I get an opportunity to make things interesting and take a risk... That's it for now.
Peace and out.
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