My general rule is that if it's something you would absolutely not be comfortable with your significant other knowing, you've crossed some sort of line.""I'd been dating my boyfriend for a year and a half when I flew to L. Along the way, we picked up a few guys, who later bought us tons of drinks.
As we got more and more drunk, the girls got flirtier with each other, and the guys were egging us on.
I confronted him, and he said he didn't think we were officially together,' so it wasn't cheating.
He also felt justified because she and I weren't close friends!
*"Out with friends one night, I met a cute guy who was wearing a wedding ring.
We hit it off, and eventually everyone left the bar except us—and that's when we admitted our attraction to each other. When we left the bar, I gave him a sad goodbye kiss on the mouth.
Everybody knew but me—that's what hurt the most.""Once, I was seated next to a handsome stranger on a plane.
Read on, but don't be surprised if you end up feeling some old-fashioned moral outrage!But in the end, I felt too guilty to continue the relationship,' and stopped returning his calls.""When I was a senior in college, I had a boyfriend of three years, but sometimes my friend Nate would come over and spend the night…in my bed.We never hooked up or even really touched; we just talked and fell asleep next to each other.That said, I think she was probably right to keep it to herself.Coming clean would have been more for her benefit than his."*—Jennifer Cadiente, 36, Oregon City, Ore.