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But I Got a Boner for you in the Maimi
by bunny
I had broken up with my boyfriend after a year and a half, because his band was going on tour and he would be gone for 'a reeeeeally long time.' Try three weeks!
So as revenge I started going out with his next door neighbor. It was kind of accidental at first. I met this guy at a party, I went home with him and it turned out that from his kitchen window you could see my ex-boyfriends bedroom. Their back balconies were practically touching. The fact that I stayed with this totally socially inept guy for the next few months was not accidental.

It all culminated one evening when my current 'boyfriend' was home studying. I came by to visit him, and we played a long and loud game of hide the salami. Then I went off to a party.

I ran into my ex there, of course. After an hour I was pretty bored, my ex offered to walk me home. We stopped off along the way at the Miami, and sat at the bar drinking whiskey. I don't remember what we talked about, but we were sitting so close and breathing eachother in. When we got to his place I bid him farewell. He hummed and hawed and kicked the ground than asked me if I wanted to come over. I said I wasn't sure if that was such a wise idea.
'But I got a boner for you at the Miami.'

So we started undressing in the hallway, before we even made it into the apartment. We shagged until dawn, and then I realised that if I didn't want to get caught I should leave, because the chances of running into my 'boyfriend' out front the next morning were pretty high.

I bid a quick farewell and walked home. I felt terrible, guilty, and slutty and I would highly recommend it to anyone getting over a break-up.











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