My Seductive Secret (True Story)

When June came, I had the house to myself for four days. (due to a relative passing away, My family had to leave town. I had to stay to get enrolled into college) I told him to come over and he did. I was dressed for him. Even got my nails done. He was confused but I could tell it turned him on. I acted like a sexy maid, giving him a nice refreshment, I even cleaned out the house for him. (it was almost always messy) I sucked his cock for a long time. I could tell he loved it. I bent over for him. He fucked me on the kitchen table. I dripped so much pre cum. It was the hottest thing ever. I loved it so much. His moans. Me pleasing him. He man handled me. Fucking me from there to the couch and the hallway. He turned me around into missionary and shoved his tongue in my mouth. He came hard inside me. I came without stroking my cock. He fucked me so hard.

It continued to 2016 and only one time in 2017. I stopped dressing up like a girl. (Just got bored of it) I met a trans girl and she became my girlfriend. I didn't want to do it with him while I was dating her. I wasn't into the whole cheating or cuck thing. She was sexy and modest. I fell in love with her. Knowing that she will still fuck me and be with me no matter what. That side boy was no longer needed, but for some odd reason I don't feel the same I did when I get intimate with her. All the feelings where our bodies just had it their way and we didn't have to talk about it, weren't there with her, but for him.... just thinking about him and our sex. It's still there, he still texts me to see when we can chill. I still tell him no, because I don't want to do that to my girl. Nobody knows about this except me and him. It's June 2019 now. (He still finds a way to text me) I just want to feel that feeling again, but not with him. Why does it have to be him?