Let Cynthia get on with her date

Cynthia opens the door and I catch a glimpse of John in the hallway. Cynthia hugs him, gives him a kiss on the cheek and leaves, holding his hand. "Bye, Joshua," I hear her say as the door closes.

With them gone, I start the porn on my TV again. As I watch a woman who is half plastic get nailed by a cock that appears to be about the same size as mine, I begin to wonder who the hell John really is. I get out my phone and search him online. He seems to be a nice guy, college, his socials include his family who all seem to get along. His friends seem also to be mostly professional people. All squeaky clean.

Then I'm able to sniff out the accounts of some old girlfriends. In total there seem to be three of them, all just as professional and clean cut as he is. Until I find the account of Sarah. Sarah seems to be an old, but short term, girlfriend. The kind of person who has all her accounts publicly visible so I can read and see anything she has ever done. Sarah isn't that interesting, until I come across a comment she made on a friend's post some months after breaking up with John. There she talks about how her ex wanted to watch her masturbate with a huge dildo and imagine she was being fuck by someone else and that he could barely get it up otherwise.

We have a winner!

If this dude is too limp dicked to fuck his girlfriends properly without imagining someone else doing it first, I have an in. All I've got to do is convince him that I'm the one who should be planting my flag and he can wade through my cum in Cynthia's pussy after I'm done with her.

Meanwhile, Cynthia and John had an uneventful ride to the restaurant and were seated at one of the best tables in a romantic restaurant. Cynthia's heart races as John is the perfect gentleman, going so far as to pull her chair out for her. She's never experienced something like that. He smiles at her and actually listens when she says something. The small touch of their fingers intertwined as they await their drinks has her skin tingling. However, when Cynthia feels a small burp, her mouth fills with the taste of Joshua's cum. Cynthia's thoughts begin to shift and she feels a rising heat in her crotch, feeling the need for sexual intimacy. Feeling the need for Joshua and his massive cock and the way he humiliates her and fucks her into a messy puddle of orgasmic pleasure. Cynthia shakes her head and smiles, trying to shake the thought but as she stares into John's handsome face the image of him holding her and kissing her as Joshua fucks her remains lodged in her mind. It makes her squirm in her seat, wishing there was a way to satisfy both desires. How on Earth could that be possible without hurting anyone involved, though? Cynthia can't see a way. Joshua can never satisfy her emotionally as John has and from their relationship so far John might just be as impotent as Joshua always intimates he is. Why couldn't she meet someone who does both things for her. Does such a person even exist? Probably not.