I am married but going through a divorce. It was the Fourth of July, and I was just looking for some fun. My brother's best friend was in town for a few days. So, they went to get some Jim Beam and some Tequila for the after party at my place. It was a party for four; me, my brother, his fiancé, and his best friend. We had no plans for anything to happen. We all drank and I got wasted. I woke up the next morning not remembering what had happened the night before. All I could remember was that we started playing a card/drinking game. When my bro's friend woke up, he asked how I was feeling. He kind of looked at me funny. I told him that the only problem was that I couldn't remember what had happened. He told me that during the game I had flashed him. Then, afterward, we did some pretty hot dancing. I never knew I could dance like that. He told me that after the others went to bed I kissed him and we started making out. We started to go further, but I told him to stop because I was still married. He stopped. We didn't speak of it the rest of the time he was in town. A couple of days later, he came back to town. We decided that we needed to talk about what had happened. We sat down to talk, and all I could do was stare. I don't know when, but at some point we started kissing. This time it went a lot further. Oh, my God! I never knew sex could be that wonderful. My ex could never do the things he had done to me. I felt so alive, so full, and yet I wanted more. He pleased me more times than I can count. We now meet twice a week to have mind-blowing sex. It's the best I've ever had. My brother now knows what is going on. He thinks it's great.
— Lydia, 23