Term paper

I plagiarized a college term paper and the TA who graded it found out but agreed not to tell the professor or the dean of the college if I agreed to sleep with him once. I had a steady boyfriend at the time but agreed to do it anyway because plagiarism on your college record will get you thrown out of school and can ruin your entire career. He was decent looking and he had a huge penis that was twice as long and twice as fat as my poor boyfriends slender little one. So even though I hated the guy for what he was doing to me, the truth is he gave me such a thorough fucking that night that I lost count of how many times I came. He really loved screwing me from behind while fondling and squeezing my tits really hard in his hands. It hurt a little, especially when he really got to ramming me hard and the head of his cock would hit my cervix but it also made me climax repeatedly. To this day the only way I can come with my husband is if he uses a very large strap-on cock on me from behind while squeezing my breasts. If only he knew the reason! Anyway, I recall that night the guy finally left my apartment around 1 or 2 in the morning after we had been going at it for two hours straight. I could hardly walk the next couple days and had to tell my boyfriend that I had pulled a groin muscle playing tennis. I felt so terrible lying to him and for getting myself into that situation in the first place, yet I also felt relieved it was over. But then the creep shows up at my apartment again! I should have known he would keep coming back. Why wouldn�t he? He held the threat over my head of turning me in so basically he could get free sex whenever he wanted it. To make a long story short, pretty much every night for a year and half this guy fucked me silly in every conceivable position and way you can think of�and yes, including THAT way too, which really hurt the first two times. The only reason it came to an end was that he was in the National Guard and got shipped off to Iraq. Even though it was by far the best sex I have ever had, I was so glad when he left that my eighteen-month “nightmare” was over so I could get on with my life. Miraculously, my boyfriend never found out; he never did show up at my apartment at the same times that my lover was there though suspiciously my boyfriend very often would show up at my door mere minutes after the guy had just left. Anyway, with the other guy out of the picture, my boyfriend and I graduated, got engaged and moved away together to nice jobs on the West Coast. We have been happily married since August 2006. Although I suspect he knew and just never said anything, I never did tell my husband.