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The first time it happened, Kirsten was in utter shock. She couldn't believe she could be so reckless.

Reckless.

Careless.

Out of Control.

She and Sandy had just started dating and she was crazy about him. Her life in Berkeley finally felt complete, but old habits were hard to break. She and Sandy were taking things slow. They had not slept together yet, not by his choice, but she was hesitant. After her only one night stand and a trip to the local clinic, she wanted to make better choices. She knew that Sandy was the perfect gentleman, and there was no reason not to trust him, but she really didn't want to screw it up by complicating things with sex.

Too little too late.

She managed to screw things up far beyond becoming intimate with Sandy. She went back to Newport for a three-day weekend and managed to fall back into the past and almost screw up her future.

She remembered that night so vividly. She remembered having a few drinks and a great time catching up with everyone from high school. She remembered Jimmy's signs of affection. He kissed her square on the lips when he picked her up. She was taken aback and he justified it by saying, "You just look so beautiful, you cannot expect me not to kiss you. Your lucky I am a gentleman, otherwise we wouldn't be going anywhere tonight." She stared at his smile and realized how much she missed him, how much she missed them as a couple. How could she not? He was a huge part of her life up until about a year ago. Things were finally starting to not feel as awkward since when they first broke up.

As the night progressed, Kirsten found herself becoming more and more flirtatious. She couldn't help it. It seemed so natural, plus any way you sliced it, it still felt good. Kirsten could help but like the fact that Jimmy still held a candle for her affection. It felt good to know that she still had what attracted him, even though she went on and on about Sandy and how wonderful he is. Jimmy didn't seem to care, upholding this semi-obnoxious type of confidence.

She found him later on pouring two drinks and to thank him, without thinking, she leaned in a kissed him square on the mouth. She couldn't believe she just did that, but it did feel nice. He looked at her in surprise wondering where that came from and where it was going to go from there.

When he dropped her off, he walked her to the door even though she told him not to. She figured that would be the best way to prevent anything from happening. He kissed her squarely on the mouth once again after he said goodnight. He lingered close to her, to wait out her reaction. She knew not to do this. She knew she had Sandy waiting for her back at Berkeley. She knew no good could come of this, but with the alcohol in her system, curiosity got the best of her. She leaned in and kissed him one more time reveling in the familiarity of his lips and the warmth of the embrace that followed. After feeling his tongue dance with hers, she pulled away. "Jimmy, we shouldn't..."

Before she finished her statement, he interrupted. "Why not? Kirsten, you feel so good." He leaned in and started kissing her again passionately. She couldn't stop. It just felt so good. He walked them both backwards toward the front door of her house. She was pinned, feeling the growing sensation between his legs push against her groin. Familiarity and comfort beat out guilt and righteousness.

"Pool house?" He asked, fully aware she knew what he was asking for.

She agreed which didn't take much convincing. Before she knew it, her clothing was being removed, she was tugging at his pants, he was kissing parts of her Sandy hadn't even explored yet. The thought of Sandy made her whole body tense and Jimmy felt it.

"Are you okay?" He was concerned that she all of a sudden didn't want this anymore.

She stared up at him as his naked body hovered hers. Her right hand moved up to her face to rub her forehead, as if that would magically take her out of this situation. Plus it covered her face from Jimmy's. "We shouldn't be doing this. It's not right. Sandy..."

Jimmy didn't want to hear it. "Kirsten, this never felt so good. It has been too long. You and I will always have this type of relationship. It's who we are. We can't help it. Besides, no one will ever have to know. This can stay between you and me. I promise."

Kirsten knew it was wrong. She knew she should stop, but Jimmy did make a lot of sense.

Sense?

Logic?

Reason?

None of these things played any part in her mind. She blocked it all out and focused on the fact that Jimmy was right. No one had to know. Before she had a chance to say anything else, she felt his lips on her again. Things progressed and it was like they were never apart. The sex was exactly the same as she remembered it. Not that it was bad, just the same. No surprises and certainly no orgasms. She figured it would have felt different since they had not been together for a year. She figured he would have picked up some skills or some new moves from some of the others he had been with since her. He didn't.

After he fell off her, she immediately got up and started putting on her clothes. She didn't want to make eye contact with him, clearly ashamed of herself and her actions. He figured she didn't want to lie there like they normally did, so he got up and started getting dressed as well.

As she got dressed, she immediately thought about Sandy and how much this was going to hurt him. She thought about how she was going to tell him and how she needed to figure out a way for him not to walk away from her forever.

Jimmy could tell her mind was working in full speed. He could tell she was upset about what happened and he wanted to reassure her. It was the least he could do. "Kirsten, I meant what I said. No one has to know about this." He made his way over to her and rested his hands on her waist, trying to look into her eyes to get his point across. She didn't want to look up at him because as bad as it was, she knew he was right. She knew Sandy would never find out about this if she didn't tell him.

"I know." She put her head down trying to put her thoughts into words. "I just feel so bad lying to him."

"To who? Sandy?" Jimmy knew who, but he hated the fact that she cared so much about someone else's feelings.

"Yes, Sandy." She gave him a knowing smile, communicating she knew it bothered him. "I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

"I sorry about am thinking of him right after we just..."

He cupped her face and softly kissed her lips to quiet her worries. "It's okay. Everything is going to be fine. No matter what happens, you and I will always have a piece of each other. It would be hard for anyone to grasp that, especially Sandy."

"I know. I feel like I have to tell him, but I know that if I do, I am going to lose him."

"It's simple. Don't. This part of our relationship can always be our little secret. Okay?"

"Yeah." She replied, not feeling as sure about it as he did.

When she arrived back at Berkeley, Sandy was there with open arms. Within seconds of seeing him, she realized she made a mistake and the guilt was going to kill her. But most of all, she knew she could never tell him. She wasn't willing to take the risk of losing him. Jimmy was right, Sandy didn't have to know.

Thoughts of Jimmy and that night were pushed to the back of her mind. As time passed, the guilt passed as well. It was only two weeks after she slept with Jimmy that she gave into Sandy's needs. Not that he pressured her or anything, but she knew it was time to take their relationship to the next level. She couldn't use the excuse of not trusting him as an issue anymore. If anyone couldn't be trusted, it was her.

She wanted to sleep with him for a while, but something kept holding her back. When she returned from Newport, the need for them to become intimate on the sexual level increased. Kirsten kept trying to tell herself it was because she missed him and hated being apart from him. She knew the real reason was because of the guilt.

They were at a party and people were starting to leave. Kirsten was sitting on Sandy's lap, and they were kissing, innocently at first, but their passion grew quickly. Usually when this happened, they would somehow stop and call it a night. This time it was different.

She pulled her lips away from him and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Lets continue this somewhere else?" She posed it as a question, although it was rather a statement of what she wanted.

"Really?" He was utterly surprised. Was she serious? Did she think he was going to say no?

"Really!"

As they walked back to his apartment, he couldn't help but ask her what he had on his mind. "What has gotten into you? Not that I'm complaining, I just don't want you to make a mistake."

"Why? Do you think this is going to be a mistake?"

"I don't." He stopped walking so he could face her. "I've wanted to do this for a long time, Kirsten. I just hope I didn't put any pressure on you. I meant what I said when I told you that I would wait for as long as you wanted me to. You know that right?"

Kirsten realized at that moment that she loved Sandy. Not that she would tell him. He was a guy and a statement like that would have him running in the opposite direction. "I know, but I don't want to wait anymore. I want to be with you and have known that for a while now."

"Really?" He asked again, thinking this was too good to be true.

She pushed him lightly away from her and continued walking in the direction of his house. "Stop acting so surprised. I can recognize a good thing when I see it."

"Well, hopefully you will be saying that tomorrow!" His eyes glistened with mischief. God, he loved this woman, he thought to himself.

When they arrived at Sandy's house, he took complete control over the situation. She never felt so exhilarated in her life. Not only was the sex mind-blowing, but she couldn't believe how gentle he was. Every time he touched her, she quivered. Every time he kissed her, she trembled. Every time he did something she never experienced, she was turned on beyond belief.

If she had any doubts before about telling Sandy what happened a few weeks back with Jimmy, they were all washed away. She could never tell him because she had too much to lose now. She could spend a lifetime of making love to just Sandy, the connection was so powerful.

Too bad that wasn't the case.