I heard the car pull up out the front, with a door opening and the unmistakable giggle of my girlfriend.
"...thanks again! It was fun, talk soon, bye!"
I heard her say to the guy driving. I call him 'Tinder' as that's how she met him.
They were gone about 3 hours, out to see a movie, and if he wasn't a pussy, some play time too.
I never used to like the thought of my girl fucking someone else, but I guess when she's going to do it anyway, the old saying goes - 'if ya can't beat 'em... join 'em' - and it no way do I feel that it makes me less of a man.
Neither do I feel that it's showing I don't care about and protect my girl.
I will destroy anyone that hurts her - but if she's gonna fuck someone, it might as well be out in the open, and include me... somehow? Maybe?
The butterflies in my stomach starts going crazy as she makes her way to the front door.
I used to think it was the feeling of jealousy... but when my cock is also rock hard at the same time, I guess you could call it nervous excitement or the bittersweet blending of pleasure and pain.
I stay put in bed, as the sound of her returning becomes clear, and the front door shuts. I am anxiously awaiting to hear the results - but not wanting to show that I am OK with it happening too much - I hold back my enthusiasm for what's coming and remain still.
The bedroom door opens.
"Hey babe..." my girl says, with a cheeky tone. You can tell she's got a slight smile, yet a quiver to her voice. I know what that means.
"Hey... how'd you go?" I inquire.
"Yeah all right... your OK babe?"
This reply always gets the stomach turning. She knows I'm full of anxiety... she can read me like a book - not that I ever Hide the way I feel - it's what makes the situation so special and unique.
It's because I know when she checks if I'm OK, then its safe to assume there was some play involved.
I sit up in the bed and flick on the lamp.
There she is, now visible.
My beautiful blonde haired girl - her hair slightly messy, her face expressing a smile.