Went to San Diego, big trip, whole friend group going, nice Airbnb near the gaslamp district, the whole thing. I had the chance to go a couple of days earlier. Got a hotel room at the Marriott. Friend said his wife is coming now, who wasn't before. The girl, let's call her Kat, is a 5'0" little spinner bitch who asks if she can crash at the hotel with me. She's always been a slut but I like her husband, so I've never really done anything about it. Three nights until checkout and heading to the Airbnb.
Night one, we just go get drunk. Crash back at the hotel. Single bed but not awkward.
Night two. She had left the door open while she showered. I watched from the mirrors. She had to know. We get drunk again, walk the beach in Coronado. Talk about relationships.
Night three. She wants to go to the strip clubs by the airport. We go. I am horny as fuck. I eventually got a lapdance and she got pissy. Stormed off. I catch up outside where she's wandering around alone at 1 AM. I tell her it's not a safe place for a tiny girl in a skirt and heels and just pushed her up against a wall and kissed her. She seemed to be into it. We end up fooling around. She stops me. We go back to the hotel.
She takes off the dress. The heels. The bra. She gets in bed. And I can't take it anymore. I'm on top of her in a heartbeat. Didn't even remove her panties, just pushed them to the side. I'm kissing her. She's kissing back. Grabbed her arms and pulled them up above her head. Pinned them with one hand and the other is all over her. Ends up with my thumb on her clit while I jackhammer her tight little cunt. I came on her belly, she seemed like she had cum somewhere in all that. I pass out.
When I wake up she's gone. Weird. Doesn't respond to texts.
We are all at the Airbnb the next night. Her husband too. She says she doesn't want to talk about it. It stays between us.
Like five years later I hear from a mutual friend that she thinks I raped her.