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Bar man and the Chef Part 3
Date: 1/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Male / Females, Author: Slipknot21, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com
knew you cared for me so I used it to my advantage. Fuck sake Ste it’s not a big deal, besides we are free to fuck whenever now, and I know you love it” she strokes her hand up my thigh and I slap it away. ME: “Don’t fucking touch me... Pull over here” She rolls her eyes and pulls the car over, I get out and slam the door but she roles the window down. BECKY: “Be mad all you want, I know you will call me when you want sex.” She blows a kiss and drives off. I get my bearings and realize I’m around 7 miles from my home, I then notice that I had Becky pull up in the lay by me and Sarah had had sex in only a few hours prior. The walk of shame home is well deserved. It takes me 3 hours, well into the early hours. My life goes on as usual, work then home, the occasional night out with friends, days turn to months and the pain of missing Sarah never leaves. Becky texts every day, always the same old shit, “Fancy a fuck”, “I’m lonely and cold, come keep me warm ;)”. I ignore them all, and i ignore her at work. One day after around 3 months I get a text off Sarah asking me to meet her at her house. The drive to her house is excruciatingly nerve racking, I know I have some CD’s there that I need to collect. I park up and knock on the door. She answers the door, she is wearing the baggy jogging bottoms I got her and a tank top, no makeup and her hair tied back into a bun, even dressed down, she is beautiful. She lets me in and we sit on the couch, a box of my things is on the floor as I ...