I am eighteen years old and I consider myself a self-sufficient and attractive young woman. I am a virgin, too. (When I refer to a "sexual relationship" from here, I mean oral sex.)
The reason why I'm writing here is because it seems that I always become the "other woman" in a relationship. It began in high school when my boyfriend of 2+ years and I broke up (our parents made us because they felt we were getting too physical, and in retrospect, they were right. I was a junior.) A month after we broke up, we continued to have sexual relations (oral sex, kissing, etc) and he continued to tell me he loved me even though he had a girlfriend. This unhealthy relationship continued in a physical manner until he turned 18 and in a mental manner until I left for college this fall. I still have strong feelings for this guy, but at this point I KNOW better about him.
This summer, I "saw" another guy, who was aged in his mid-20's, who was the brother of a friend I worked with. He had a long-term girlfriend and a history of cheating, but since we were not committed and I did not have strong feelings for him, the sexual relationship we had did not bother me. We also broke it off when I left for college.
I went 3 and a half hours away to go to college to get away from my less-than-enviable home life and also to restart where people did not know that I was so-and-so's "mistress," so to speak.
I swore I would never be the second woman again. I specifically avoided being near any other woman's boyfriend. I hang out with a small fraternity that two of my new male friends joined last semester. I met a guy there, let's call him John, who is a senior. He is tall and good-looking and has a very nice personality, but he also has a VERY sweet girlfriend. I am becoming a part of their non-official girl's program this semester and he is supposed to become my "big brother."
Along those lines, I began to flirt with him in what I percieved to be a HARMLESS manner. However, we kissed at a party one night and proceeded to go up to his room. He convinced me to try anal sex for the first time and while it was a wonderful experience, it has not repeated. Neither have we talked about it since.
"John" is not a "bad guy." I am not a "bad girl." My question is (and sorry for the long lead-up) WHY do I end up in these situations? It is almost like I am MORE CONTENT with "sharing" a man rather than getting my own. I have often told my friends in a joking manner that it is "easier" to be the mistress because if your lover makes you angry or vice versae, it is not your responsibility. If I don't want to be with my lover, he has a girlfriend who is supposed to be there for him.
I thought I saw someone who was a marriage counselor talking on here. I could use some advice from you, or anyone who has been there. Is there something emotionally wrong with me, or do I just keep getting in bad situations?