Jay, Serial Cheater - Day Zero

If Jenny wasn't on the road so much, maybe he wouldn't need to do this.

Or maybe I wouldn't get to do this, he thought as he slammed his cock into the nameless woman from the club. As she writhed and moaned beneath him, his ecstasy-addled brain barely registered the fact that he forgot to wear a condom. She didn't seem to care much either as she grunted and sweated underneath him. His mind wandered a bit and he pictured Jenny sitting in her crummy hotel room by the airport, getting ready for another thankless day at the convention.

His brief pang of guilt was interrupted by the woman raking her nails across his back. "Fuck, that hurts!" She just laughed. She was starting to irritate him. The MDMA was wearing off and Jay found he was ready to ditch her.

He started to thrust with greater intensity. "Stick a finger in my ass." She moaned in affirmation and moved to do as he said, but she couldn't quite reach. "Oh, for fuck's sake. Just play with my balls." That usually got him there. As she reached down to crudely mash them, he felt that familiar tickle in the pit of his gut. She looked alarmed for second. "Hey, you'd better pull-" He cut her off with a loud groan as he stiffened his body and pumped his seed into her.

A second later he was collapsed on top of her, panting. As he rolled off of her, she snorted derisively. She was sweaty and disheveled, her heavy makeup running. He suddenly wanted her to be anywhere but here.

She picked up on this immediately. "I'm gonna use your bathroom quick, then I gotta run." She didn't ask for his number and he didn't ask for hers.

As she was cleaning up, he checked his phone and saw a missed call and several texts from Jenny. He groaned and flipped the phone over. She was due back tomorrow and he had to pick her up at the airport early. That meant washing the sheets tonight. He started gathering them up as the woman came out of the bathroom.

She put her clothes back on awkwardly. "Uh, I guess I'll see you around." He tried not to scowl. He already felt the old self-loathing and sullen anger taking hold. "Sounds good. Need me to walk you to your car?"

She obviously wanted to end their encounter as soon as possible. "No thanks, I'm good." She paused, thinking of saying something else, then walked away. He didn't bother seeing her to the front door. Instead, he took the pile of sheets to the laundry room.