Sarah's alone.

The next day was a bore for Sarah. Alex was again absent from work. She wondered what dinner meant. If a sleepover meant raucous sex, then what was dinner? This thought plagued Sarah the entire day, but she wasn't brave enough to ask Alex. But then again, Alex and Michael weren't that close. Maybe they would just have dinner and talk things out. Then again, sex on the first date was a thing. These thoughts kept swirling inside Sarah's head. She can't decide if she wants Alex to have sex with Michael or if they should abstain. However, her body was getting horny just thinking about it, and when she got home that evening, she saw Michael had already left.

Sarah stood there in the empty apartment, studying it. For once, she had no one to talk to or call. She was a little uncertain about what she should do. Walking into the kitchen, she opened the fridge and surveyed it, and there wasn't much there, just some kraft dinner. She took it out of the fridge and started making it. In the back of her mind, she wondered what Alex and Michael were having.

When dinner was ready, she loaded a boule and took it to the tv. She plopped down and started zapping. There was nothing interesting on, and she couldn't watch Netflix because she and Michael always watched shows together, so she got up, walked to the computer, and booted it up. It started innocent, but soon she was scrolling through porn, watching some of it. But halfway through a clip, she stopped. What was she doing? She remembered the phrase from the other night, horny little slut. Was she really one? She looked at herself, splayed out in front of the computer with her hand on her pussy. She quickly shut off the computer and walked back to the living room. Maybe Alex was right. Maybe she just was a horny little slut.

She watched boring television for way too long before she heard the key in the door. When the door opened, Michael staggered through. He looked tired but happy. Sarah got up to greet him and hugged him. He made a limp attempt to catch her and hug her back. Sarah was anxious to know how the evening went, and she wanted to pry, but she held her tongue. She walked with him to the couch, and they sat down together. Sarah snuggled up to him in an attempt to coax him to start talking.

"Alex is really cool." Were the first words out of Michael. Sarah's heart calmed down somewhat. It must have gone well, then. It was then she registered Alex's perfume on Michael's clothes. Michael continued.

"Yeah, she gets it, you know." Sarah did not know what he was talking about.

"What do you mean?" He looked down at her, almost a little annoyed.

"You know, relationships." Now she really wondered what they talked about, so she dug deeper.

"So you two had a good time?" Michael leaned his head back.

"Yeah, it was great. We talked, played some games, and got to know each other." Sarah's head snapped.

"Games? What kind?" Her brain immediately jumped to sexual games or the like, and "got to know each other" was definitely a euphemism for sex. Sarah's voice was also quite shrill when she spoke. Michael looked down again, a little annoyed by her behavior.

"Well, you know, like two truths and a lie." The answer deflated her somewhat.

"Oh, I..." The words petered out. Michael continued to look at her strangely.

"What's been with you tonight and the last couple of days?" Sarah suddenly felt really stupid. Had she become totally sex obsessed? She asked herself. Michael stretched and got up, leaving Sarah on the couch.

"I'm going to bed. Are you coming to, or are you going to stay up?" She sensed a bit of an edge to the question and wondered if he had noticed that she had left the bed last night. She got up and, for the first time, felt her and Michael sliding apart.

"No, I'm coming." They made themself ready and slid under the covers. Sarah tried to touch his shoulder gently.

"Hey, we talked about maybe, you know, doing it tonight. I'm ready if you want." Michael didn't even turn to face her as he proclaimed.

"No, babe, not tonight. I'm too tired, you understand, right." Sarah was surprised, Michael had never turned down sex before, and she had thought that he would have been super excited, but apparently not. She lay back again and pondered. Thoughts bounced around like ping-pong balls in her head. What had happened between Alex and Michael, and now what was happening between Sarah and him? She lay restless, painting scenarios in her head while time passed. She fell asleep quite unhappy.