Free Solo

CONNOR 6 PM

A sit there on the floor. I ejaculated on the front side of the door. A pathetic dribble of jizz. Put my pants back on. Humiliated. Defeated.

How could this happen? I wonder if I should stay or go. Shout or fight. But I do nothing.

They still haven’t stopped fucking. It’s been half an hour.

ISABEL 6:20 PM

After three or four tied condoms. I lie on the floor thoroughly spent. My body glistened with sweat and cum. Blushed cheeks. Sensitive breasts. Harvey, still playing with them. I run my fingers through his hair. We kiss.

HARVEY 6:21 PM

I have never met someone like her. So my type. I want to fuck her every night. And she wants the same.

“I am leaving to do a free solo next week,” he says, “Easy routes… Come with me…”

CONNOR 6:21 PM

Free solo? What is that? He is asking her to leave with him. My Isabel...

I tear up. Hands on my face.

ISABEL 6:21 PM

“Come with you?” I echo.

Now once all the hormones have settled and I am curled up on the floor with Harvey.

“Will there be a hotel bed?” I ask with a smile. I take his big hard dick in my grip. Stroking it. It’s so fucking huge. How can I say no?

We shower. Cleaning up. Trying not to start having sex again. Putting clothes on. We open the door. As I kiss Harvey, his beefy arms on my thin waist, my eyes catching Connor’s on the corridor floor. Soulless. Dejected.

Connor?!