I never thought I would find myself in this situation. I always prided myself on being a good boyfriend, loyal and honest. But somehow, I found myself in a dark alleyway, sneaking around like a criminal. My heart was racing and my palms were sweaty as I approached the entrance of the KTV bar.
I had been feeling a bit restless lately in my relationship with my girlfriend. We had been together for almost two years now and things were starting to feel monotonous. We would go out on dates, watch movies, and spend time together, but there was something missing. I craved excitement and adventure, something to spice up our relationship.
That’s when I stumbled upon the idea of going to a KTV bar. I had heard stories from my friends about the wild parties and beautiful hostesses that worked there. It seemed like the perfect solution to my boredom. So, I decided to go alone behind my girlfriend’s back.
As I entered the dimly lit bar, I felt a rush of excitement and fear. I had never been to a place like this before and I had no idea what to expect. The loud music and flashing lights disoriented me as I made my way to the bar. I ordered a drink, trying to calm my nerves, and scanned the room for any attractive hostesses.
A hostess approach, We struck up a conversation and I found out her name was Jane. She was friendly and flirtatious, and I couldn’t resist her charm. Before I knew it, I had invited her to my private room to sing some songs together.
Once inside the room, the atmosphere changed. The lights were dimmer, the music was louder, and she was sitting close to me. I couldn’t believe my luck. I had always been a shy guy, but something about this place made me feel bold and daring.
As we sang and drank, our conversation turned more intimate. I found myself telling her things I had never shared with anyone, not even my girlfriend. And she listened, her hand gently caressing my arm. I felt a spark between us, a connection that I hadn’t felt in a long time.
But then, I made a mistake. In my drunken state, I reached out and squeeze. She did not resist and asked if I want to go hotel.
That’s when the door to the room burst open and my girlfriend walked in. I froze, my heart dropping to my stomach. She looked at me with a mix of shock and disappointment. I tried to explain myself, but she wouldn’t listen. She stormed out of the room, leaving me alone with the hostess.
I realized it was game over so I go hotel and enjoy myself. Later I realized she planted an air tag in my bag.