So, if you didn't read Part 1, here's a quick run-down. At the time, I didn't consider this a big deal or even cheating because I had a super kinky boyfriend Dave who started this whole experimenting within our relationship in the first place. But even he drew some lines, I guess. He always told me that handjobs and blowjobs were NOT cheating. I've argued over and over but it's what he believed and one night when I caught his good friend Ty jerking off to porn in our living room one sexually frustrating evening while everyone was asleep...I decided to believe my boyfriend's theory of these acts not being cheating and I assisted In Ty's happy ending.
Mind you, Ty is kind of an ass, he treats every girl I've ever seen him with like trash. But I guess I found out why these pretty white girls take his b.s. and abuse. His BBC is beautiful. And I only played with it in the dark. I didn't tell Dave about that one night because I honestly thought maybe he helped set it up and I expected Ty to tell everyone. But as the days passed, it became my secret. Or our secret. Whether Dave knew or not, it opened up a new and exciting situation around the home.
And Dave is to blame for adding fuel to the fire! Even if I tried to not think about Ty's BBC, every night Dave would bring it up in bed while we partied and played all night! Dave was the puppet master! He was making me want it more and more! So, in my defense, things went as far as they did because I thought my boyfriend was directing the ship I was on.
One Saturday afternoon, Dave went over to Ty's to watch football all day with a bunch of friends. I was beyond bored laying in bed thinking nothing but really dirty thoughts. And a lot of those dirty thoughts revolved around Ty and his BBC. I knew I was headed for trouble so I found justification in my thoughts and actions by remembering Dave's rule about handjobs and blowjobs. If I can keep it to just those two acts, there can't be a problem. Right? And right as I'm laying there feeling like I've made up my decision to have full access to Ty's BBC, my cell rings. I got a quick feeling of guilt thinking my sweetheart Dave must be thinking of me and when I look at my phone, it says Ty!
What are the chances? My guilt quickly turned into complete joy mixed with nervousness! I felt like I was back in the 9th grade when Dave used to call me! Only now I knew why I was feeling like this. My hand slipped into my panties as I answered the phone.
Ty- Hello bitch. Are you missing me...Thinking about me blowing my load all over you...I know you want some more...don't you bitch?
