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This happened two nights ago. My boyfriend and I don’t live together, but he crashes at my place a few times a week. I got home late, totally exhausted, and was thrilled to see him already asleep in bed. The lights were off. I slipped in beside him and spooned him from behind, resting my arm on his chest.
He didn’t move.
I whispered, “Babe, are you awake?” Still nothing. I kissed the back of his neck.
And then a man I’ve never met turned around and screamed.
Turns out my roommate’s brother had come into town that night and crashed in the wrong bed, my bed. Neither of us had any idea. I thought it was my boyfriend. He thought I was a home-invading pervert.
We both screamed. My roommate came running. My boyfriend showed up 15 minutes later, laughing so hard he cried.
TL;DR: Got into bed with who I thought was my boyfriend. Was actually my roommate’s brother. Accidentally traumatized both of us.
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