First time cheating on my boyfriend - Sex Stories

First time cheating on my boyfriend

I'm currently 18, last year when i was 17, I attended a modelling event in a hotel in Manchester. My then boyfriend couldn't come with me, his boss wouldnt give him time off, so had to go alone, i was NOT happy! I got the train down the night before, so I was up bright and early, with no rushing about, although that caused more expense as had to pay for a hotel room with late check out for the next day too :( So the day came and since 10am I'd been doing the usual things, trying not to not fall over in my heels, chatting to photographer/agents/agencies, talking to other girls and avoiding the creepy guys. It was just after lunch and I was on my way to the toilet, I noticed a cute guy standing on his phone at the exit to the room, smartly dressed and very handsome too. He didn't pay much attention when i passed so I assumed he was gay (lots of models take gay guys with them, before i get grief lol) or not interested. I continued to the toilet, did what i had to do and made my way back to the room, as i reached for the door, it opened towards me with a fair amount of speed and f***e, which sent me flying backwards onto my bum. It was the cute guy from earlier, who rushed over and picked me up, apologising constantly and looking horrified at what he'd just done. I got up and sat on a chair nearby, with the help of him and a couple of other girls who were passing. He was so shocked and kept apologising, but I was fine really as i only got a bit of a fright and didn't hurt ...

... myself when i landed, I'm tougher than that lol. I introduced myself and he told me his name was Steven, he was 24 and from Liverpool, which is how we got properly chatting (love the accent). He was there with his girlfriend but they had an argument (never found out what about or who she was) and she stormed off, he didn't know anyone and she wasn't in the hotel room so he had nowhere to go. I said he could hang about with me if he wanted, mainly cos he was so fit, I wasn't going to complain if he was e****ting me about :) So I continued doing my thing, chatting, taking names/numbers of agencies/photographers and the usual rubbish that makes up my modelling day, until about 4/4.30pm and i realised my feet were aching. I said to Steven that I had to go, my feet were sore and I wanted to get changed and ready for my train back home, which left just after 8pm. He looked lost, and I realised at that point he still had nowhere to go, so I said he could come upstairs to my room while I got ready if he wanted, although as I made the offer, I realised what a slut I must have sounded, but I didn't care, as I realised at that point I would quite happily let him fuck me before I went back home to Glasgow, to see my boyfriend :) He accepted my offer and we headed to the lift, my pussy was starting to tingle as I knew what I was hoping would happen very soon. We got to my room, I opened the door and we went inside, where I said to him I needed to get changed, would he mind while I nipped into ...