Erica's Man?

Erica sat at home, alone, and thought about her future. She had been so in love, but love had made her blind. How had she not seen the red flags before? How could she have been so stupid?

It felt like scales had fallen from her eyes and she could see the world clearly for the first time in her life, and she was feeling decisive. She wasn't going to put up with David's bullshit anymore. No, ever since her guests had left, ever since she had said goodbye to the Amazing Alex, she felt like a changed woman.

David.

Her man.

Well, her man on probation.

I mean honestly. He'd never even acted like a slut in public for her before! Thinking about all their times together, holding hands, watching movies, eating dinner, not once had David approached a strange man and offered to blow him! Not only that, she was pretty sure that he wasn't even offering handjobs to his friends when he went out for drinks with the guys! Erica felt so ashamed.

Thank God for her father. Her whole life, Erica's dad had been there for her, stepping up when things got hard, being her lighthouse when life felt stormy. Erica's dad was exactly what David needed. It would take a real man to teach David how to act like one.

And her mom, too! David would need advice from her too, a seasoned woman who had been married to a real man for years. Erica's boyfriend would need all her advice on how to make a relationship work if he was going to one day return to her and be her husband.

Closing her eyes, Erica thought about that day. She could see him, meekly standing at her doorway, thin waist, huge tits, barely dressed. His hair would be in pigtails, his puffy lips would be painted pink. But more than that. Holding her hand would be a man he had met on the way over, maybe someone from her building, and David would lead him inside, take him to Erica's very own bed, and prove to Erica that David was ready to be her man. A smile crept onto her face as she imagined the moaning from the man, the dirty talk from David, all while Erica watched, her heart once again opening up to the possibility of a future filled with love.

The smile vanished. The image dissipated. It was all a fantasy. When David had left, he was nowhere near proving himself to her. Yes, he was making an effort, she could give him that. Making out with her dad was a start, as was wearing that minidress, but honestly the thought of his doughy body, not one hint of breast, made her stomach turn. Had her friends been secretly mocking her behind her back? How had nobody pointed out how little effort David was making in their relationship?

Well, her parents would sort it out. Or they wouldn't. It was really up to David. How much did he want her? Was he willing to grow up and be a man? If so, he'd better start finding his inner slut, otherwise she was going to move on with her life.

But she hoped she would start seeing progress soon because, while she wouldn't admit it now that she'd had her revelation, deep down, in the treasure vault of her heart, even after all he'd put her through, she still loved him.