I had been seeing a woman named Jane for about six months now. I decided to drop by unannounced one Saturday. I knocked on her door but I got no response. Her car was parked in front of her apartment. I tried the door and it was open. I heard voices so I walked towards her bedroom. There was Jane and a friend of mine in bed.
His name was Jake. He had his back to me.
They hadn't heard me. Jane had her legs on top of Jake's shoulders. He was plowing her pussy. My girlfriend was crying out to be fucked. I got this sinking feeling in my gut.
"Are you both having fun?" I said out loud.
You should have seen their faces. Jake pulled out and he started to get dressed quickly. He ran right past me out the door. Jane tried to explain what was going on.
"It's not what you think," she said to me.
I couldn't believe such a lame excuse. What was I supposed to think? I told her we were done. Don't contact me ever again. I turned around and went out the door. I sat in my car for the longest time. Everything began to become clear. Jane had been distant lately. She hadn't been eager to have sex with me. Now I knew why.
I started my car and I drove to my sister's place. Hannah was always there for me. I rang her doorbell. Hannah answered and I barged right in.
"What's wrong Matt?"
I told my older sister that I had caught my girlfriend cheating on me. Hannah went and poured us both some wine. I told my sister the whole story. She just sat and listened. I had often wished I had someone like Hannah in my life. She was always cool and collected. It didn't hurt that she was gorgeous as well.