I knew Vanessa was out of my league. She's a 22 year old Korean hottie with a resting bitch face but a smoking hot body. Vanessa is 5'8" tall, and slim with firm, smallish tits, a tight round ass and gorgeous long legs.
I had met her on a dating app, and took her out for an expensive dinner for our first date. She was sweet, with a quiet confidence. I was nervous but really enjoyed being out with her. At the end of the night I told her I very much wanted to see her again and she agreed. She came over to my place a few days later, I opened a nice bottle of wine and we fucked. I felt like the luckiest man on earth with her long legs wrapped around me. I came too quickly but she told me it was fine.
I spent all the time I could with her after that. As a Financial Analyst I work long hours but I would take her out at least one night during the week and see her every weekend. We usually just fucked on the weekend when she would stay in my condo.
At 28 I have been quite successful and have a much nicer place than her. I'm not a super attractive guy. I stand 5'10" tall, have thick, reddish brown hair and fair skin. Not as slim or fit as I used to be but not overweight. I had a hard time keeping up with Vanessa though. Although she didn't work out much Vanessa seemed to have all kinds of energy. She was teaching me new positions and when I would finish, almost always quicker than I would like, she would be ready for 'round two' much quicker than I was. Often I fell asleep before I could go again.
I wanted to do something special for her, to make sure she knew how grateful I was that she was with me. Our 3 month anniversary was approaching so I bought her a 'friendship ring'. It was expensive, but I knew it would make a statement. When I gave it to her I knew I had surprised her, but then I saw the look of concern on her face.
"I...I don't want to..." she started.
My face went even whiter than normal. Was she telling me she didn't want to see me any more? I started to tell her how much I loved her, that I just wanted to show that, but she stopped me.
"I've been with another guy" she paused as I took this on then spoke quickly, "...other guys." She blurted out, "I..can't help it. I...love to fuck and...I can't control myself sometimes."
I could see she was having a hard time telling me this. I tried to process it all but when I saw the look of concern on her face I only wanted to comfort her. I took her in my arms and assured her that was okay. Vanessa seemed surprised.
"Really? It's ok? You...aren't going to mind?"
I hadn't really understood that she assumed she was going to continue to fuck another guy... guys?, but I nodded to reassure her.
"I know we can work it out. I love you. It's just important that we're honest with each other."
Vanessa's eyes were wet but she gave me a little smile. "Thank you. Well..then...I just needed you to know..." Vanessa took a breath and sighed. "That's what happened Thursday when I didn't answer your texts...I was with someone else."
I took this in, "Oh. Is he...are you serious?"
"No. Not at all." she sighed, paused and avoided my eyes, looking ashamed.
"You can tell me." I implored. "Please?"
Vaneesa looked up at me and seemed resigned to explain. "About that night? Well, after we closed the restaurant a bunch of us stayed and had some wine. We started to play some poker, just for fun. After about an hour Cindy and Jess had left and it was just me, Bobby and two other guys."