A Space Between

CONNOR 12 AM

I am sick to my stomach. Lying on my side in bed. Trying to sleep. Erase the image of that guy spurting jizz all over my Isabel's face. It looked so easy. Like they had been doing it for ages. Her, naturally sucking his cock. He had full control over her.

I had no control. I came in my pants. Didn’t even touch myself.

Isabel came home. I was pretending to be asleep. She was brushing her teeth. Brushing the taste of his cock away. God…

He came into the bedroom. Got into bed without touching me. Not even my shoulder like she always does. And fell asleep.

ISABEL 12 AM

The more I think about it, the more I am okay with it. It was my one “bad girl” moment. Done. Checked off. I won’t ever do that again. It was barely cheating. Just one blowjob. Not sex.

I plan on being with Connor. I love him. I probably won’t get a chance to suck a big cock again. I didn’t cheat. Right. I didn’t.

I brush my teeth. The salty taste away. My hair with dried cum in it. Damn. I have to wash it.

I get into bed next to Connor. My hand, reaching out to touch his shoulder as I always do. But this time I didn't. I get into bed quietly. My heart, beating fast.