Chapter 23
by 
dangerslut
That fight was almost as big as
when I first told him about Jack.
I handled this argument in exactly the same manner. I simply reminded him what we both agreed to. He is free to fuck who he pleases, just like I am. That’s the arrangement that I wanted. So what if who I please happens to be the older stud bartender who threw him out last month? He had no comeback, but I offered to tell him every single detail if that helped. His cock had been half stiff the entire conversation, so I knew it would work.