Decline the invite

I really thought about it. I could’ve had a fun time at the bachelorette party and then felt guilty as hell with Monica. Even though we only had a couple dates, I really saw a future with Monica.

I probably would have had fun that weekend. But that same weekend, Monica had a really good time as well.

We took the light rail downtown, and went to the musical Wicked. I never really went to shows before, but it was fun getting dressed up to go.

Monica looked so sexy in a form fitting blue dress. Hair and makeup done to perfection. I wanted to rip off her dress and mess up her hair, pull her blue lace thong to the side, and give it to her. But we let the tension build through the evening with little teases. Usually we fucked as soon as we saw each other, so it was nice to wait, and draw it out.

Right before the end of the first act, Monica put her hand between my legs and started playing with my dick through my slacks. She teased me to a full erection that the thin fabric could not hold back. Then the lights came on for intermission, and she laughed and skipped out into the lobby. I was stuck in my seat trying to my adjust my dick to the least visible position.

After the show, we walked along the river front and talked. I said, “I haven’t seen anyone since we started dating, and I don’t plan to.”

Monica smiled, “I haven’t either. And I don’t want to. I want to be with you.”

I said, “So are we boyfriend and girlfriend now?”

She laughed, “Yeah. You have a problem with that? I can make it Facebook official.”

“I don’t have a problem with it at all,” I said. “I’m lucky to have met someone as amazing as you.”

We had really incredible sex that night. Probably our first time “making love”. Even though it’d be months before I first said it. Things were really going so well with Monica until I next heard from Jess.