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So you want to talk about it? Fine. Let's talk. Yeah, I cheated. Once. One single time. But that’s all it took, isn't it? We were at that party, and he was all over me. You were ignoring me, as usual, so what did you expect? He pulled me into a bedroom and started kissing me. His hands were everywhere. I let him. It felt good to be wanted for once. He undressed me, laid me back on the bed, and when he reached for a condom, I told him to put it on. But he didn’t want to. He said it wouldn’t feel as good, that *he* wouldn’t feel as much. He kept whispering in my ear how much better skin-to-skin would be, how intense it would be for both of us. I said no at first. Told him it was risky. But he just smiled and said "Live a little." He told me he'd pull out, promised he would… and honestly? The way he was looking at me… I just gave in. So yeah, I let him fuck me raw. And yes, it felt incredible, way better than it ever does with you. Every thrust was pure heat, no barrier, just him filling me up completely. And now look where we are. I'm pregnant. And his baby is growing inside me.