Girlfriends Summer Away

As we approach Christmas, I am still troubled by events over the summer. I am not sure if I am a lucky guy or a wronged guy and a little conflicted in how I feel about it.

Lets go back to early summer and allow me to provide a bit of context. I am 22 years old and my girlfriend is the same age. We are both in college together and have been together for 4 years. I have always considered myself very lucky as my girlfriend is really hot. She has a great body with really big tits, which I love. She is quite shy and modest and would typically cover up her boobs and not show them off much. She is 5ft 2'' with blond hair and is an average size 10 / 12 but her boobs are noticeably large for her frame. I have always thought that she has fantastic legs but I am always proud to have her on my arm when i notice guys discreetly eyeing up her boobs in particular. I would not have been very experienced prior to meeting her but I would consider our sex life very good and we would do it about 3 times per week.

After we finished our college exams, my girlfriend said she wanted to chat with me and asked me to call over to her rental apartment. We chatted and I could see that she wanted to say something but was slow to get to it. I asked her to be honest with me and told her that she could tell me anything and that she was my best friend. She said that the girls were travelling to the USA for the summer and that she wanted to go with them. Although it was only 3 months, she thought it would be best if we had a temporary break for the summer. She said that she had no interest in being with other guys but she wanted to be fair to me when she was away and I was home alone. She said that we could rekindle our relationship stronger than ever on her return. I was noticeably rattled and quite hurt but i kept my counsel and we ended up having sex after a long hug. She was flying in 3 days so she would be busy saying her goodbyes and packing over the coming days. I went home that night and didnt sleep a wink as i pictured other guys giving her attention over the summer. I was angry and jealous and started pulling my cock thinking about her.

We agreed that I would drop her to the airport and I was hoping that i would get one final fuck before she went. However, when I called to collect her, all i got was a kiss. She was wearing a denim pleated skirt and looked so hot so as we kissed, i slipped my hand up her skirt and i was so so surprised to feel her pussy completely bald and a tiny thong barely covering her pussy lips. She teasingly asked me if I would miss her as we kissed but she claimed we didnt have time to fuck as she had to get to the airport. As i drove to the airport, I couldn't stop thinking about how good her bald pussy felt. She would usually never shave it that tight. And likewise, she would never wear tiny underwear like that. I couldn't even question her as we picked up her friends, as i had a full car. They were all giggly and excited and I was feeling really lonely. What annoyed me even more was that her friend that was going with her, was going out with my friend but they were staying together in their relationship for the summer.

Before I knew it, I had given her the final kiss goodbye at the airport and I was driving home alone, crying.

The weeks went like years and I had no interest in other girls. Well truth be told, I tried a few but I had no luck. I found myself stalking her social media profiles and hounding my friend on any news from the USA. They had all got a job in a bar / restaurant and were doing well. I would get the odd text and call from her but not as much as i would have hoped. She would post lots of stories and photos on her socials and she looked amazing. The uniform where she worked consisted of a skirt (above the knee) and a blouse and her tits looked amazing. I had hoped I was the only one that noticed but I knew this was unlikely. I spent my summer looking at her socials and wanking over all the pics and waiting for the next one to go up. I couldn't help but notice that there was a guy in nearly all of the group pics and he was always close to my girlfriend. He was an older guy, in his 40s i would say, but very fit looking and very tall and he was a black guy. When my girlfriend rang me next, I just had to ask who he was. She said that he was the bar owner and was so good to them since they went over and had put them up, so they were staying on site. I didnt know what to think of all this but the phonecalls were short and sporadic.

I went out with my mates that night and my one mate who had his girlfriend over there was also out so i set out to find out everything he knew. I was feeling paranoid and got the feeling all of the lads were talking about me anytime i left the table. I consciously decided to ease off the drink and to focus on getting my friend drunker so that he might spill everything. I had very little to drink in the end so i decided to drive him home. He was fairly drunk and skewing his words but what he said will stay with me forever. i had to drag it out of him in the end but it turns out his girlfriend was giving out about not getting any sleep because every night my girlfriend was having noisy sex with the big older black guy downstairs in the bar after hours.

I went home, devastated, feeling so hurt and betrayed but yet started pulling my cock looking at her pictures and reanalysing every picture they were both in. The summer went excruciatingly slow after that and my confidence really dropped.

My girlfriend rang one day saying that she would be home on Friday and that she wanted to see me. I didnt know how to feel but I did want to see her and talk.

The days went slow until Friday but before I knew it, I was back in her apartment, just like before she left. She talked about her summer and how she had such a good time but that she missed me and wanted to get back officially. i didn't know how to feel but before I had time to think, she started unbuckling my trousers and dropped to her knees. She sucked me like I have never experienced. she cupped my balls with her hands and squeezed them like she had never done before and I nearly came there and then.

She got up, walked over to the bed and bent over, lifting her skirt. She looked back at me and said fuck me. I went over to her and she slid my cock in. She was like a different person, painted nails and so assertive. I wanted to stop but I was so horny, I hadn't had pussy in 3 months and it felt so good. So wet, wetter than ever. She reached back, slid her hand under and started massaging my balls. I had never felt anything like it. This was definitely a new technique. She requested that I fuck her harder but i was giving her all I had. I couldn't last any longer and blew my load inside her. She looked so disappointed and I asked her was she okay and she said that she was just expecting it to last longer. My shrinking cock got jealous thinking what she was now accustomed to, after her summer in the USA.

The months passed and we are still together and as we approach Christmas, I can't get that summer out of my head. She has never admitted anything and I haven't asked her directly but I still do not know if I am a lucky guy or a wronged guy. I think I might surprise her with a trip to the USA in the new year as I would like to see this bar.