It's What You Deserve - Sex Stories

It's What You Deserve

... treatin’ ya after the 20 years were crushed before your very eyes?”.

We soon arrive at his apartment before stepping out of his car and heading inside. After shutting the door, he leads me to the living room before we take our seats on his couch. It’s way more rugged than I remember it being. Hopefully, that doesn’t become too much of a problem.

“Soooo,” I start, trying to get the ball rolling, “How’ve you been holding up?”

“Oh...You know, about as well as I can. What about you?”

“Same...Same...Content creation’s really lucrative.”

“Well, that’s good...That is good.”

God, this is so awkward. This used to be easy. It’s so weird what a bit of extra information can add and take away.

“So I couldn’t help but notice Mason with you during your shift,” he says, “What was that about?”

“Uh...It was a bit of an...awkward reunion,” I reply, trying to mask my agitation, but judging from his look of concern, I’m failing miserably, “His memory’s still as sharp as ever. Still carries around that little nickname that Mrs-...Or...Ms. Felder made for me.”

“Oh, wow, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine. Demeaning homophobic nicknames never hurt anyone. At least it stopped me from being bored.”

“You want me to say something to him?”

“No, like I said, it’s fine. I just look at it as his way of coping with what happened. Plus, he’s a momma’s boy, so it’s kind of a given that he’d mimic everything about her.”

He snickers before saying,

“Yeah, that boy does have a ...

... bit of an obsession with miming that woman, doesn’t he?”

“Exactly. Thankfully, you know better than to do something that dangerous.”

“What do you mean?”

“I meant every word of what I said, you know.”

He goes silent. All he can do is look at me with guilt as he remembers my words that night his wife caught us.

“She didn’t deserve you,” I continue, “She had the best man anyone could ever ask for and she took him for granted. She only took notice when someone else realized your value. Someone that blind has no right leading someone as sweet, passionate, smart, funny, handsome, and tender as you. Mason might not realize that, but it’s good to know that you do.”

“T-Taiga, you ca-”

I bring a finger to his lips, shushing him before straddling his lap and looking directly into his beautiful emerald green eyes, saying,

“She’s not here anymore. She told you loud and clear how much she cared about you by leaving you. If she’s gonna show you nothing but disrespect for that long and end it like that, why show her any kind of respect now that she’s gone? Especially when someone willing to treat you how you deserve to be treated is right here sitting on your lap.”

He stares back into my eyes, taking everything I’m saying into consideration. He then gives me a grin before bringing a hand to my hair, lightly petting me and scratching my ear, making me pur.

“You know what?” he says, “You’re right. She didn’t appreciate anything I did for her. There was always a ...