My fiancΓ© admitted to me that he thought it would be hot to see an old sex tape of me with an ex. I actually didn't have any, at least not anymore. I told him I would look and maybe I would find something. I did look. I ended up digging old computers and phones out of the garage just to see if something was saved on one of those. Nothing. I had deleted them. The idea started to spread through my thoughts in a naughty way and I came up with an idea.
A few days later I contacted my ex. Maybe he had one? He is a jerk, which is why I left him. He bragged that he knew I would come crawling back. Ugh! I hung up without even asking him. I tried to forget about it, but I really wanted something to show my fiancΓ©. I was really turned on by the idea. I called him a few days later and this time managed to suffer through his ego to ask him. He laughed. I could tell he was amused.
"Yeah, I have something for you, but you will have to stop by."
I was so nervous to go back over to his place. I haven't spoken to him since I met my fiancΓ©. I went. He answered the door and looked me up and down;
"Look who has come crawling back!"
Ugh! I hated to hear him say that. It wasn't like that at all. I was out of his league, he has a dead end job, no aspirations in life, other than to get drunk with his buddies, every weekend, play pool and video games. I was a successful business owner and engaged to be married. He had checked that "bad boy" box for me a few years back. It was nothing more than a fling that lasted far too long.
I ignored his sophomoric taunts and told him I only wanted the one thing. I came because he told me it was the only way he would send me the video.
He pulled it up on his Smart TV.
I was shocked to see the still of it. I protested;