I Was Dating a Married Man

I met Bill during Spring Break.  Some of my girlfriends and I went to Palm Springs, it's was supposed to be pretty wild there.  It was pretty good and on the second night I met Bill at a night club.  He was a few years older and really handsome, like Bruce Willis with hair.  My girlsfriends and I were there dancing and scoping out the guys and he asked me to dance.  We had fun and danced a few times and I told him where we were staying.

The next morning there were a dozen roses waiting for me at the front desk at the hotel.  Bill sent them.  The card had his cell number so I called to thank him and we made a date for that night.  He took me to dinner and for a drive out in the desert.  It's really beautiful out there with all the stars and we could hear coyotes off in the distance.  At the time it seemed so romantic and I hate to admit it but Bill is pretty good looking.  I guess I wouldn't have fallen for an ugly guy.

Bill had a blanket and a bottle of wine in the trunk and we just sat under the stars looking up and talking.  He kissed me and we started making out and stuff.  When he started to undress me I told him it was too cold but he had some more blankets in the car.  We made love and it was fantastic!  It's the first time I ever had an orgasm the first time with a guy.  I was in love.

At the end of the week I had to get back to school in San Jose but we kept in touch and he came to visit me two weekends each month.  It was great and I was really looking forward to summer so I could go down and visit him in Palm Springs.  When school got out and I wanted to go, Bill started making excuses why I couldn't go and visit for a few days or a week.  He still talked to me on the phone all the time and said he'd come to San Jose sometimes, but something didn't seem  right.  I mean, why wouldn't he want me to visit?

I talked about it with my girlfriends and they came up will a bunch of ideas, some good, most not.  For example, I wasn't about to hire a private detective.  But one of them told me about an article she saw on the internet called Is My Boyfriend Married? I read it and found out exactly what to do.  I did what the article said and found out it was true.  Now when I think about that night in the desert it makes me sick, but at least I know what kind of a jerk he is.  I'm just glad I found out when I did.