A I think in November or December my coworker was kind enough to drop me off at my house after work. He had a thing for me at the time, but we both had SOs so I didn't think anything of it. We were talking about work and stuff, and then he said he wanted to play the nervous game. I literally froze and was like, "I can't do this." and he took that as, "I need help moving my arm." So he took my hand and placed onto his crouch :/ But I didn't realize what happened because I was so in shock. After a few seconds I came to my senses and pulled away, and just left. Said thanks for the ride, and left but not before he leaned over and groped my breast once. He thinks this was all in good fun. He's a good guy, but he and his girlfriend have different ideas of what cheating is. I however feel guilty about EVERY GOSH DARN THING. I told my boyfriend in a way, what had happened minus the boob groping part and he just brushed it off, "oh yeah? Well I'm gonna have to watch out for him then. But please, don't ever talk about any other guy to me." Because my boyfriend hates it when I do that. Why do I think back to things like that even though I told him, it's in the past and I don't really talk to my coworker anymore? In my religious views, I also know I'm forgiven. Maybe I'm just in a weird mood today 😂 But the question is, would you all call that cheating? Did I cheat on my boyfriend?