GIRLFRIEND #31

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Girlfriend #31 shares a first name with the three famous women shown in the photos above and below.

I met girlfriend #31 at work. She worked in the office on the undergraduate side of things while I worked on the postgraduate side. Work-wise our paths didn't cross but we were still required, by the university's code of conduct, to reveal our romantic/sexual relationship to our respective line managers.

At work we always exchanged pleasantries. One day I was in the photocopying room and girlfriend #31 came in to also do some photocopying. While she waited we started chatting - we were the only ones in the room. The conversation got round to a newly released film, Control, about my favourite band Joy Division. She seemed interested in the film, so I asked whether she would like to see the film with me in the evening. She agreed.

We met in a nearby bar, and after seeing the film, we retired to the same bar. After the bar closed, I asked girlfriend #31 back to my apartment for a nightcap - my apartment was only a minute's walk from the bar. At my apartment, I realised that she drove to the city centre to meet me and, that she had already downed quite a bit of alcohol. Magnanimously, I offered that she's very welcome to crash out at my place and, far less magnanimously, I offered my bed to share while not mentioning I had a spare bedroom.

I crashed out first and was in my bed while soon after girlfriend #31 came into my bedroom. She stripped off, bar for her bra and pants, and got into my bed. I ravaged her as soon as she got into my bed. The sex was great, and we also had great sex in the morning. Before we both went to work - she was driving and I was catching a bus, I asked her whether I could see again after work that day. She agreed. She came back and we had great sex again.

We saw a lot of each other that week. I felt very comfortable in her company. So much so that I told her that I had been to a sex club. Girlfriend #31 seemed interested in a sex club so I asked whether she'd like to go to one with me - with hindsight, there was a pattern already. Within a week of having gone on our first date, we had gone to a sex club.

At the sex club, about 20 miles from Nottingham, we checked into our basic bedroom - sex clubs with bedrooms are the best! We then went into the club and sat down at the bar. After a while, another couple came over to chat to us. They were experienced swingers, so we asked them lots of questions about swinging. Their answers definitely intrigued us both.

The woman of the couple persuaded girlfriend #31, not that I needed persuading, to follow her and get naked before entering the jacuzzi in the club's main playroom. In the jacuzzi, both women were naked splashing around. The woman's partner was sitting on the edge of the jacuzzi with his feet dangling into the water. I was next to him. Both women took it in turns to suck his cock. This was a cue for quite a few single men to come over to the jacuzzi. Stupidly I made room for them. The woman and girlfriend #31 were just going round sucking cock; unfortunately I was so far back in the queue that my cock never got sucked. That was my first lesson learnt about the swinging world; it's dog eats dog between men!

Regardless, we both enjoyed the sex club experience. This was when we joined Adult FriendFinder (AFF) as a swinging couple. I was already a member as a single man. We met many couples to have sex with and we subsequently hosted many sex parties for couples. We were swingers!

I honestly believe that swinging brought us closer both emotionally and sexually. Swinging meant we had to talk about our feelings and what we liked sexually. It was at this time I realised I liked sloppy seconds. We befriended another couple from Wiltshire and they often held bareback sex parties - I never quite understood why they insisted bareback at their parties, it's not as if they were on patrol checking! Anyway, the woman of the couple knew I liked sloppy seconds so she always came to me after being fucked top say whether I wanted to be second. The sex was always glorious.

We were both very aware of the risks of swinging; we got regularly tested. Neither of us contracted a sexually transmitted infection (STI). maybe that was luck but we were responsible swingers.

Back to the relationship with girlfriend #31, she did a lot for me. At the time we met my Mum was largely confined to hospital with motor neurone disease. Girlfriend #31 would drive me and wait while I visited my Mum. After my Mum died, girlfriend #31 would drive me to my Dad's home for a weekend visit. She would stay at her uncle's about ten miles away before picking me up for us to both go back to Nottingham. I really appreciated that support from her. Girlfriend #31 also looked after my cat when my Dad was unable to do so.

Though she never met my parents, I did meet her mother and brother, plus her son and daughter. And her ex-husband. Relations with her family seemed good, though my relationship with her daughter was a bit fraught occasionally. There was a time in a restaurant when girlfriend #31 took a phone call from her daughter that made her cry. I was so angry with her daughter that I wanted to speak to her on the phone. Thankfully girlfriend #31 didn't hand over her phone, but her daughter was playing all the cards, in my opinion at the time, to ruin my relationship with girlfriend #31 but, looking back, to deny her mother happiness.

Girlfriend #31 sold her house in Nottingham and moved into my city centre apartment. We even got engaged, though I did propose to her when she got mad at me at one of our sex parties.

After a few blissful years together, and with the benefit of hindsight, things started to go wrong in our relationship. At the time, there were flashpoints rather than being a pattern. But looking back, there was a pattern.

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Have you ever had a significant relationship which seemed near-perfect at the start but ended up as a near-disaster?
Have you worked out the first name of girlfriend #31?

In Amsterdam, we had a big row. In Belfast, we had another big row. In Whitchurch, a town where my Dad lived, we were rowing while walking back to the hotel and a police officer stopped us to inquire about our argument. I was telling the policeman that our row was nothing but girlfriend #31 didn't back me up even though I was being threatened with arrest. At our last sex party, girlfriend #31 went ballistic because I was having sex with another woman to the point that every guest at the party left even those who were down to crash out overnight. The signs were there.

And then one night after rowing and after I retired to bed in an attempt to defuse the row, she came up to the bedroom with a knife in her hand. I know I've blogged about this before on AFF. But I felt very uncomfortable with girlfriend #31 brandishing a knife in my bedroom. I decided to prise away the knife from her hand. She then phoned the police. When the police arrived, I got arrested for domestic assault. This was a serious situation for me as domestic assault is a notifiable offence in which employers get told about the arrest before it goes to court. My career was at stake.

Girlfriend #31 later withdrew her charges and I was released after a few hours in a police cell. But I wasn't happy about things. This is when I ended things with her. But when I ended our relationship, another flashpoint erupted when girlfriend #31 and her daughter were throwing books at me from the balcony onto me trying to sleep on my sofa in the lounge. I just gathered my stuff up, left my apartment and booked myself into a nearby hotel.

To get girlfriend #31 out of my apartment, I promised to pay 12 months rent on an unfurnished house and pay to furnish that house. I'm not bitter! After a while, she left Nottingham and our paths never crossed.

I realise girlfriend #31 may have a very different take on things. But for me, what started out as the best relationship I've ever had ended up as the worst relationship I've ever had. After that relationship, I soon rekindled my safe relationship with girlfriend #14.

I again apologise to those who may have read this post on a far more reputable but now very quiet blogging platform.

For links to previous blog posts about my girlfriends, see the first comment below. Only one more girlfriend to go!

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