Chapter 73
by 
Yelawolf
You...
Get out of bed and go use the family computer downstairs to get off
You make sure Ava is in a deep sleep. Then you slide out of bed, your bare feet silent on the cool wood floor. You descend the stairs, each step a careful creak avoidance mission. In the dark living room, the family computer sits on its desk, a silent monolith. The screen's glow feels illicit, like a campfire you shouldn't have lit. You navigate to a familiar website, the sound of your own breathing loud in your ears.
Before you can find what you're looking for, a floorboard groans from the top of the stairs. You freeze, heart hammering against your ribs, a wild animal caught in the porch light. You click the power button on the monitor, plunging the room back into near darkness, your reflection a ghost in the black screen.
Then the stepping sounds are gone. You turn on the monitor again. You look at the many porn categories. You see bdsm, cuckold, threesome, step family, harem fantasies, and many others. Your eyes glued to the screen, you click on a video. You feel the familiar heat pooling in your stomach. You unbutton your jeans, the sound of the zipper impossibly loud in the silent house. You get lost in it. The world shrinks to the glowing screen and the slick, rhythmic motion of your jerking. You watch the porn with vivid attention.
You then thought about scrolling on tiktok to find women like Alina and Elsa. Tight body only fans sluts that would drain your cock and bank account as fast you could produce. The fantasy was intoxicating, a life where you were just a benefactor, a dispenser of pleasure and cash, without any of the messy paternal responsibility.
Before you download that doom scrolling app, you thought about that old days of chat sites. Where people was fun to chat with and you didn't need to show your face. You close the porn tabs and open an old, chat site you haven't touched in years since you became married. The interface is clunky, a relic from another internet era. You create a new profile, name: "JohnDoe42." Your description: "Married father. Feeling stuck. Just want to talk."
