I figured I was completely fucked and it really couldn’t get worse at this point… we didn’t really talk about what we had just done. Anal porn I said “I’m sorry” while she was returning them to the hamper. It was never really talked about again actually… She had told me that she never really had a real boyfriend. i dug in like I had to eat pussy to save my life. In my mind, i thought the cat was entirely out of the bag, like she must of figured out that all those missing undies over the last while didn’t get lost in the wash but actually ended up in my own room. I figured I was completely fucked and it really couldn’t get worse at this point… Her tone dropped from rage to just plain disappointment. Then she asked “how long have you liked me?” Bingo! Somedays I feel like a slave to my biology; like a pig for staring at a girl’s chest or whatever I may be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of.
