It was complicated in the beginning. Her and I were 19 at the time and he was 30. Her and I hooked up at a party, fell in love, which resulted in her breaking up with him to be with me. She was stuck living with him for 3 weeks until the full transition could be made for her to get out. I still lived with my parents unfortunately so she couldn’t move in with me.
This guy was huge. Good looking too. I remember he was 6’3” (I’m 5’8”) and he could benchpress enough weight that the Olympic bar would bend at the gym. He was a well kept and has his shit together. He was also extremely good at crying if that makes sense. He was great at yelling, great at verbally fighting. I felt terrible for stealing her from him but what can I say, we were young dumb and in love.
During those 3 weeks before she could officially jump ship and leave his house the mind-games began in full force. He’d pretend he was overly cool. He’d pretend to be dating other girls and not care what she did with me and then suddenly go 180 on us and call her at night pissed as shit telling her she needed to come home or she couldn’t stay at the house that night. It was an emotional mess.
One day we were at the mall and I remember one of his emotional rants took place. He calls her and he’s pissed crying telling her that she needs to come home immediately or her shit is going to be out on the street.”
“Man,” I said, “ I don’t understand what his deal is. It’s like he’s getting worse and not better the more that time goes on.”
“Well.. I guess I haven’t been completely honest with you.”
My heart sank, “What do you mean?”
She looks down at the ground and takes a deep breath, “Remember that time he got really pissed and him and I sat parked outside the library to “talk about things,”” she said using hand quotes.”
“Yea..”
“Well.. I kind of gave him a handjob.”
“YOU WHAT?! YOU “kind of” gave him a handjob? How do you kind of give someone a handjob?!”
She looked down in shame shaking her head “I don’t know, he’s so freaking good at convincing me and he made me feel so bad for what I did to him.”
“So you jerked him off?!” I said abruptly. “Talk about an apology. That makes no sense.”
“I know” She said looking down.
“Were you even at the library that day?”
“Yea, we were. I did it in his car”
Makes sense. Library parking lot is always empty.
Did you make him cum?”
“Yea”
“What the fuck Jade.” I remember I walked over to one of those couch chairs they often place in the mall. I sat down shaking my head.
“Well no fucking wonder he’s not getting any better. Did anything else happen?”
“Yeaa.. that’s not all”
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Ending this story here. I will add what happens next a bit later but I wanted to keep it short.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/m28n1q/cheating_handjob_my_asian_ex_broke_my_heart