Many years ago I had a work colleague called Jill who was divorced and had a 2 year old. She was engaged to a guy call Andy who I knew to say hello to when he picked her up.
She was a fun character but I never fancied her, I was only 19 she was in her 20's and the kid etc
At a house party with others from work Andy was chatting with others in the lounge and I was with others in the kitchen. She was drunk and pinned me against the wall and started kissing me passionately much to the amusement of the other girls at work. Her tongue went everwhere and when she stopped for breath she whispered in my ear how much she liked kissing but didn't like sex that much but had it to keep Andy happy.
She said she fancied me and asked me to write to her. She also said that she didn't love Andy but needed a father for her little girl.
Through all of this I was terrified Andy would come in but he didn't.
That was it I never shared it with anyone since, and of course I didn't write to her or discuss it again.
They got married anyway.
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