I knew it was serious when she called me by my real name. “D, I need to talk to you.” I dropped my pen, looked over, and tried to read her expression to see if maybe I was the source of her angst. I wasn’t. “I’m serious. I really need to talk to you about something important.”
I’ve been searching for the right way to break this news to you; but for the first time in my life, I’m at a loss for words. You may not have known this, but I made a solemn promise long ago that I would strive to never disappoint you. And for the most part I’ve succeeded. But then this happened…
The emotions currently coursing through my veins are well, conflicted to say the least. Every part of my being wants to lash out at you for what you’ve done. I just can’t though. But the thought of you laying with another man takes me dangerously close to the edge…
A buddy once told me that his only wish in life was to meet a hot woman who was only interested in a Friends-With-Benefits type relationship. I wonder if he weighed the pros and cons before placing that type of relationship at the top of his priority list.
