Ok so I'm sure you scrolled down really quick to see how long this is so you know it's pretty long. It seems longer in text then in dialect, but still there is alot to it and every piece of detail has to count. So here is the deal. I've already found the girl I want to spend my life with. I'm young, going on 22, but don't let that fool you, I am pretty mature. I have never been the type to date and sleep around haphazardly because I'm a very serious person. I am usually pretty particular about what I like in a girl because as opposed to alot of young males who are looking for a good time, I'm strictly looking for the "right" one. I feel like there's no time to waste, though I realize now I probably should have dated around more in the past, just for the experience, because now I'm not sure I know what I'm doing.
I've only known this girl for a few years now, and I met her through my job which I'm still currently working at, and she has since left. This girl, who is also my age, is into serious relationships as well. She has in fact had only 2 serious relationships, each about 1-2 years in duration. When I applied at my job, she had just broken up with her 1st relationship, for she discovered the guy had cheated on her multiple times, with guys and girls.. so she took it kinda hard. She shortly after rebounded into her second 2 year relationship with a yugoslavian prick. This is when I first started getting to know her, and to be quite honest I didn't really like her too much. I think I just caught her at a bad time in her life, and it just didn't seem like she had it together. She for some reason took an interest in me though, and as much as I repelled she persisted to talk and wanted to hang out. I said what about your boyfriend (the rebound), but she said most of her friends are guys and he's aware of this so he wont trip. At this point I had an idea of her attraction towards me, but I didn't like her like that, at the time anyways.
Over time though, I started to like her more, and we flirted alot at work, and we kind of touched alot. So one night, she, and a friend of ours (coworker), and I were closing shifts at our work and decided to drink a little in the parking lot once we got off, about midnight. We had hung out before, but this night was different for her. After our friend got sick in the parking lot and wen't home, this girl and I decided to continue hanging out because we could handle our liquor. We were talking, getting to know eachother a little better and getting along great, and tension was building. This wasn't the first time we were alone together, but it was the first that we had a little drink in our system. It wasn't too much, maybe 3 to 4 shots each, not hammered or anything. I have morals, and I didn't want me or her to do anything that would be unethical, considering that she had a boyfriend. I wouldn't want someone to do it to me right? But then shit got a little dirty. No sex, but it was definitely passionate. After a little bit of that we stopped, said whoops, and parted ways for the night.
Everything at work after that was normal, she said sorry about the other night and I shrugged nbd. We continued to flirt and get a little physical at work, so the attraction was still there on both sides. The next week it happened again, this time it started out as an intense body massage and escalated to making out to me biting her nipples. We were not drunk this time, mind you. I always told myself I should stop, it's wrong, basically just because she had a boyfriend. One night they got into some fight and we were all going to some party, I gave her a lift and her bf knew but didn't seem to care. That night she was definitely feelin me, and I hadn't really drank much, just smoked some weed. She drank quite a few though I believe, and while I was driving her home she kept thanking me for everything, like driving her to and from, and being a good friend, yada yada. So I wanted to play it cool because I knew where it was heading and I promised myself I wouldn't. She started confessing things in the car, about how she really liked me and thought about me all the time.. up until this point I thought she just wanted me as a fun thing, but some of the stuff she was saying implied more than that. I didn't really feel mutual on that level, so I didn't really know what to say. I took her home and I told her the next day when we were sober that we needed to stop, and she agreed.