Follow trough and go to her

Even though she busted your car and can be a total bitch at times, you still had some good times with her. Deep down you feel like you still have feelings for her and some part of you just wants to kiss and makeup. So you get into your busted car and head her way. The drive is dull but luckily short. You remember the little game you and Natasha always play in the car. She would suck your dick when driving her back to her place and the deal was that if you didn't come, you could have a three-way with somebody of your choosing. Of course you'd never last the drive...

As you pull up to her driveway you notice that there are two cars, Natasha's car and one you don't recognize. You get the feeling something fishy is going on and park down the street. As you make your way up to her door you see that the bedroom curtains are closed. You knock loudly on her door but nobody opens it. Judging by her car being there she should be home you figure. Then you remember the spare key she hides in an old tire in her yard. You climb the fence and find it after some fumbling around.

As you open the door you hear some creaking and other noise coming from upstairs. As you make you way up you muster the words for your big reconciliation. However, as you open the door you see Natasha lying on the floor on all fours with her red beaten pussy pointing towards you. There other thing you notice is that there is a tall, black man standing there with cum dripping out of his dick.

You want to confront them, or at least punch somebody, but what the point anyway. Deep down you knew the chance of a happily after after was pretty non-existent anyway. So you just choose to bail quietly. As you head toward the car you do get a stroke of vengeance and just decide to bust up her car.

Afterwards you just head home wondering what the fuck to do know. Then you remember the flyer.