I met this guy on a night out with a uni society a few months ago, he's 35 and I'm 21 and he was really into me. I knew he wanted to sleep with me so I let him follow me around and buy me drinks all night, tbh partly because I knew everyone I was with fancied him and I wanted to make everyone jealous, then left because I had a boyfriend. I'd never cheat but the next day I was thinking about the guy from the night before and ever since I've thought about him a lot and how much I wished I was single just for that night so I could have fucked him.