I woke up early and packed up my clothes before leaving for work. I was hoping to spend a romantic day with Jen on our anniversary. But instead, I was at work, trying to evade concerning questions if I was OK. I made an effort to brush off the unhappy face after the third coworker checked up on me and acted as if it was a normal day. I didn't want to talk about how I felt with anyone from the office and I did my best to spend the rest of the workday with a straight face.
Overall, it was a productive day. I had a brief meeting with the interns and we both predicted the whole thing would be over in a week at most. After one week, I could go back to my old schedule where I could leave early if I wanted to and spend most of my time with my own stuff.
By 6 PM, only a handful of people were still hanging around the office. By 8 PM. I was the only one left around. I heated my dinner using the kitchenette microwave and retreated back to my office. I had a quick dinner, worked a bit more, and decided to call it a day. I checked my phone and there were no texts from Jen. She made it clear she wanted to put some distance between the two of us, and she was holding onto that. I checked her social media too, but there were no updates.
I opened up the bottle of scotch I stored in the office and had three drams. I spent some time chatting with friends and browsing random videos online. The combination of the scotch kicking in and a couple of videos I stumbled upon on my feed got me horny and I instinctively opened the last video Kyle sent. The last one even topped the first one. I don't know if it was because the woman, or the slut as Kyle likes to say, in the latest video looked more like Jen. Whenever I needed a release, I was instinctively going to that video.
I found myself masturbating to Kyle's video, again. But this time, I stopped to check if there was something new posted by Kyle. Since he was done testing Jen, maybe he was posting new stuff. I checked my account and as I expected, there were two updates from Kyle. But interestingly, both were comments to his post about "Jen".
The first comment was only two days ago. He said the slut finally gave in and he will be posting the first video in a couple of days. I suspected this would happen. I thought Kyle would want to keep his crowd satisfied and would probably use the side chick with the wig for a video. She already agreed to shoot and post videos, so it would be no surprise to see more of her on the website. Kyle's second comment was sent just a couple of hours before. He said he will try something new with this slut and everyone should stay tuned.
I wondered what he had in mind. With some encouragement from the scotch, I texted Kyle and asked what he was up to. I was hoping to ask him about what his plans were with the slut. I waited for a couple of minutes, went to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to get some cold water. More than half an hour passed after my text, but Kyle did not respond.
I browsed a bit more but went back to the video of Jen's lookalike. When the slut screamed in pleasure as Kyle rammed her from behind, I felt as if I heard Jen's voice and came as hard as I could. This was a recurring thing. Whenever I watched this video and I was about to cum, I was instinctively imagining Jen and replacing the lookalike with her. I don't know if it was a subconscious fantasy of mine or if I was doing it out of desperation, but I always ended up imagining she was Jen.
I cleaned up after myself and checked both Jen's and Michelle's social media accounts, but there were still no updates. I went back to watching random videos, and soon after, I fell asleep on the couch.
I checked my phone after waking up the next morning, and I saw there was a text from Kyle. I ignored the text initially and adjusted my office a bit. I lowered the curtains to block the sunlight, which was giving me a minor headache. I went to the bathroom and then to the kitchenette to grab some water and coffee. After I was ready to start my morning, I went back to my office and checked my phone. I saw that Kyle responded to me a couple of hours after my text. He said he shot all the stuff he needed for the first video. He sent the footage to his friend for edits and I can learn about it soon alongside other people in the community. It was a bit disappointing that he treated me as a regular member of the community, but there was nothing I could do about it. Besides, maybe he needed some space after the time he spent on the test.
I thought about texting Jen, but I opted not to. After all, she made it clear she wanted some space and I didn't want to make her feel pressured. I got out of the office to a market to get some food for the day, replenished my stock of scotch, and got back. I spent the rest of the day with a combination of working and procrastinating. Since it was Friday, most people left the office earlier than before and by 6 PM, everyone was gone.
I kept working, trying not to think about Jen. I knew we would be back together after a couple of days and I just needed to see the remaining days through. Keeping my mind on Jen wouldn't do any good, so I decided to keep myself occupied with something else.
I spent the rest of the evening working, and I was already exhausted before midnight. I laid on my couch and despite what I initially decided on, something inside nudged me and I checked the last time Jen was online in the texting app. I saw that she had not been online since yesterday. It made sense because if she spent both days with Michelle and since she was not communicating with me, she would not use the app at all. Then despite what I initially decided on, I texted and asked Jen how she and Michelle were doing. Even if she wouldn't answer it, I wanted to show that I still cared. I spent some more time on my phone and fell asleep shortly after.
It was almost noon when I woke up. I brewed some coffee, heated some leftovers from the night before for breakfast, and killed some time in the office before going back home. Just like what Jen asked for, I was taking my time before I went back.
As expected, Jen didn't respond to my text from last night. I knew it was a long shot but a small part of me hoped she was waiting for a reaction from me and would follow up once I made my move. But apparently, we needed a few more days before we could patch things up.
I headed back home around 4 PM. Jen had already left before I got there, but I was a bit surprised when I entered the house. The whole house, especially the living room and the kitchen, was a mess. There were dishes left both in the living room and on the kitchen table, the coffee tables and couch/sofas in the living room were moved and the sofa cushions were thrown away. There were stains on the floor from spilled drinks everywhere, and the sink was filled with even more dishes.
Being aware that the rest of my day would be spent cleaning this mess, I moved to the bedroom to change. The bedroom was relatively clean, except for a couple of empty glasses on the nightstand on Jen's side, and the bed itself. There were no covers on the bed or on the pillows. After seeing the bed without covers, I checked the washing machine and the drier to see if Jen threw the covers there. And just as I expected, the covers were inside the drier. From what the house looked like, I thought Jen, Michelle, and one or two other people had two consecutive girl's nights and wanted to relive their college years. It was unlikely of Jen to leave the house in such a mess but maybe she intentionally left the house messy to make me clean it up.
I spent several hours cleaning the house. It was already late at night when I was done with the cleaning. After the days at the office, I just wanted to spend a relaxing evening in my house. I had dinner and then took a shot of tequila, mixed an Italian margarita and went to gaming.
It was almost midnight when I decided to take a break from gaming. I had more than one drink already, and even though I was not drunk, I could feel that I passed the point of being tipsy. I grabbed my phone and found myself checking the texting app and Jen's social media again. She was online this morning when she saw the text I sent, but still didn't post anything new on her social media.
It didn't take long before I checked the porn community after browsing some random stuff on my phone. Over the last few months, browsing porn when drunk was a habit of mine. Whenever I was drunk, I was getting aroused by the slightest thing and always ended up browsing porn for a release.
There were several updates but one of them was from Kyle. I ignored the other updates and immediately checked Kyle's. Once again, it was a comment to the post inspired by Jen. Kyle said he posted the first video with the athlete slut on his website. He said he recorded the video the other day, and given the demand, it made sense for him to edit and post the video as soon as possible. But surprisingly, Kyle also said he won't be posting a trailer and everything on the video is for members exclusively. He also added a coupon code with the community's name, which offered a 10 percent discount for a monthly membership.
I don't think Kyle ever did that before, but seemed like he wanted to milk the attention as much as possible. After all, this was one of his most popular posts so far. I don't know if it was the hype that Kyle built or something else, but the post drew a lot of attention and there were many people eagerly waiting for Kyle's video, or giving him advice on things he could do in the videos.
