When I was 18 years old
When I was 18 years old, I set off for University.

My mother - not one to see her first born live out his Uni years in a run down old student house, decided along with my father to invest in a second property - namely a flat just outside the town centre near my University.

To say I was beside myself was an understatement - this place was the dogs bollocks.

In retrospect, I believe that I lost out on part of the experience of University - in the sense that I shared the place with no one - save for my neighbours.

In addition - I was also presented with a series of very strict ground rules - to name a few, no parties, only 1 friend over at a time (I know, I know) - looking back on it now, it was pretty harsh, but being only just 18, and with very little worldly experience, I obeyed my parents to the word.

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So during the Freshers party, I bumped into this girl, who we will call Sophie.
It was strange, we took one look at each other - and I knew exactly what was going to happen that night.

Over the next couple of months we saw each other purely for sex. She didn't want any strings attached because she wanted to concentrate on her course work - I was to afraid to commit to anything as well, so all was good.

The flat my parents had invested in became my own personal sex cave - we shagged everywhere, and it was bloody marvelous.

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Anyway - about 2 weeks before Xmas, I get a call from 'Sophie' at around 2:00 in the morning on a sunday - she's been out all night, is totally wrecked and wants to get down with the dirty.

Brilliant I thought, I was asleep, but was now totally geared up for her coming over…
That's when she asked whether her friend could stay aswell….

Asked the same question now - I would say no problem, expecting nothing in return, but at 18, and with the rules my parent's and laid down, I said word for word "I'm not allowed to have anyone else stay - I'm sorry"

After a brief exchange on the phone, She asked if it was ok for her friend to come in for a coffee and use the phone to call a taxi - to which I obliged her.

Everything was fine, until the taxi arrived, and we all went to the door to see her off.

Sophie's friend turns to her, french kisses her right in front of me….
then turns to me, kisses me as well and says the following words which have forever haunted me.

"you do realise you could have had us both right?"

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She smiles, All I want to do is beg, but my 18 year old, loyal conscience prevented me from doing so.

"OMG are you fucking serious??????" I said to Sophie

"yeah, but it's cool - I understand about the flat and your folks and stuff, there will be another time"

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I banged her out so hard that night - unfortunately that 'other' time never happened. And we stopped seeing each other shortly after Xmas.

Total and utter regret
(Oobla, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 15:52, 11 replies)

Yes!
I feel your pain.
(username failed moderation, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 15:56, closed)

...for I was that lonely friend.

( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 16:02, closed)

regret lie
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 16:04, closed)

afraid not
(Oobla, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 16:06, closed)

I wasn't starting a discussion.

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 16:07, closed)

I think your mistaking me for someone who gives a fuck :)
(Oobla, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 16:39, closed)

"you're"

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 16:48, closed)

:)
(Oobla, Fri 9 Dec 2011, 17:24, closed)

If your son did that, would you:
A - Tell him he's a good lad for following the rules.
B - Break his legs.
C - Cry.
(yourmumonastickwithmintsauce, Sat 10 Dec 2011, 0:01, closed)

I'd tell my son that
any man whose sexual fantasies could only run to not having a threesome, is a man seriously lacking in imagination. I'd then tell him to post it on the internet.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Sat 10 Dec 2011, 20:22, closed)

This happened, I'm sure.

( Amorous Badger NAKED BEA ARTHUR PHOTOS 4U, Sat 10 Dec 2011, 11:46, closed)