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Drive
Date: 10/3/2023, Categories: First Time Author: byrebelxcarpenter
... session. Early Monday morning, Alice left on a business trip, leaving him alone in bed with a firm kiss, trying her best to reassure her discombobulated husband. "We aren't getting a divorce. I love you. Heather wants you. I want you to be happy and have sex. Go be happy and have sex with Heather," were her exact parting words. Working from home had always been good for his wellbeing, but Gil found that, for once, it was not helpful at all to his state of mind. He must have typed and deleted a hundred texts to Alice, Heather, and his therapist before giving up and resigning himself to edging while he lurked on OnlyFans. Tuesday and Wednesday were easier, but only because both Alice and Heather had texted him pretty much the same thing: 'Whatever you are going through right now, it'll be okay because I am here for you.' Gil cursed himself for being so delicate in their eyes. He also felt both lucky and terrified. It was like the 'two wolves' thing that his alpha-bro workmates would always talk about, but his wolves were called 'Horny' and 'Content'. 'Horny' for a pretty woman young enough to be his daughter; 'Content' and in love with the life he had built with the love of his life. He wanted to feed both wolves but didn't see how that wouldn't just make them kill each other and destroy his life along with it. 'Hey,' Heather texted Friday morning. 'Hey,' Gil texted back. He then typed and erased at least ten different thoughts. 'I'm just going to assume ...
... that the three dots mean that you are still as messed up as you were Saturday night and wish you a lovely day 😘' Were they already in the heart emoji stage of their relationship? He had gotten together with Alice in the flip-phone era, so it was yet another odd wrinkle to the unique situation. 'Are you still coming to the twins' birthday party?' Gil finally texted. 'I wouldn't miss it for the world. Alice is going to pick me up for some shopping before the party.' 'Oh, good,' he responded. He hoped that she couldn't read his profound disappointment. 'But I'm still going to need you to drive me home.' Gil stared at his phone. He had to unlock it several times before he'd thought of a comeback. 'Just drive you home, then? I can do that.' - Gil tried to remember the order of events that led him to be sitting on the motel bed opposite Heather as she unzipped her hoodie and pulled her white long-sleeved t-shirt over her head, but he came up blank. It had been too unseasonably cold for the sun dress, but that just meant that Heather could make a show of getting naked for him, a fact that he could read on her face like a neon sign. He so desperately wanted to give Heather the attention he felt that she deserved but felt his focus slipping. He should have sprung for a nicer hotel. He should tackle her, tear her clothes off while they mauled each other's mouths like in the movies. He should call this off and drive her home like he promised. Instead, he ...