He goes to Zoey's house.

It's not cheating if he just goes over there. They aren't cheating.

They aren't.

...are they?

'Look,' He argued with himself, 'I just don't want to waste a week-long nut on Kaitlyn. She just won't appreciate it as much as Zoey will. Kaitlyn hates cum. We use condoms because she doesn't like it. Zoey loves it. She'll like it much more. And it's not like we're cheating.'

He put his face away from his hands and clapped them together.

"Let's go cum inside of my co-worker's mouth." He hit the lights, made sure everything was off, and locked up.

'I don't think Ethan will be too mad I closed early. What with the storm and all.'

He was numb. He was about to go to another girl's house.

He got in his car and opened his phone.

[Text Sent]
To: Zoey
9:12 P.M.

"On my way. Get that mouth ready."

She replied immediately.

[New Text Message]
From: Zoey
9:13 P.M.

"Give me a fuckin sec lmao im making a sandwich. want one?"

[Text Sent]
To: Zoey
9:13 P.M.

"Fuck yeah lol ham and cheese"

He made his way over, and peered in her driveway. Just her car. He pulled in and took in her house.

Zoey's house was a nice house -- two floors and what looked to be a basement, with what looked like multiple rooms. It was white and appropriately decorated for the holidays. He laughed to himself.

'I bet she doesn't have to put herself through college.' He thought as he shut his car off and made his way up the steps to her front door. He knocked once before the door ripped open and she dragged him inside.

"Sup, dork." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek. She had changed out of her work clothes and was now wearing pajama bottoms and a loose t-shirt that was one size too big.

"Hey, Zoe." He said, watching her disappear into a doorway. She looked back. "Well, are you going to get your sandwich or not?" She beckoned him through the doorway.