Careful What You Wish For
I told my girlfriend one night how hot it would be for her to cheat on me, she muttered back to me.
As she moved abroad; I was waiting to visit her a fortnight later.
The evening I was due to fly out and see her; the flight was cancelled and I, put up in a hotel room overnight.
I let her know, she didn’t reply. I spent the evening at the hotel bar, waiting for a text that didn’t come. Until, it did.
I went back upstairs around 1 am, and let her know that I was in the hotel room, that I missed her.
She text me: “Don’t text me. I’m busy tonight, I’ll see you tomorrow. I’ll send you something before then.”
I spent the night restless; she knew she could have left it, but she wanted me to suffer.
The walls of the hotel closed in, and I put my head under my pillow pretending it wasn’t what I knew it was.
About 4 am she text me a picture: her in her underwear covered in another man’s cum.
She’d slept with him for seven hours, he’d made her cum three times – I only ever managed once.
As it took me back to that night, I recalled what she’d told me: “Be careful what you wish for”.
So as I swallowed my words; my girlfriend told me how she swallowed another man’s cum.