I was seeing a woman named Lana over the course of a summer and the sex was absolutely fantastic. We had a ton of physical chemistry, we would lock ourselves away with takeout and beer for entire weekends when we could devote enough time to seeing one another.
We both knew a relationship wasn’t in the cards for us – distance, school, work etc all conspired against us. So we were comfortable with the situation being largely a physical one. We both saw other people, no one really seemed to mind.
We had a very simply system; when we were together we would put our phones away and spend the time *with* each other, rather than simply around one another.
One Sunday morning after a long weekend entangled together we went out for Turkish coffee where we ran into a FWB of hers. Now, I knew his name and he knew mine, that I am sure of. Well, when he came sauntering on up to the table he did not once acknowledge me, he didn’t shake my hand, never responded to my greeting, and largely ignored her lack of desire to speak with him. Lana was not terribly tolerant of his disregard for our time and after 5 or so minutes of his lingering he got the hint and left.
It took a moment before the conversation warmed and eventually I asked why he was so boisterous? Why was he so loud and insistent on being excited for the weekend.
Well it turns out they had a formal-type event for the MBA program they were both in and he was her date. Lana also mentioned he was very territorial and that I was “competition” in his words.
My wheels slowly started spinning. I sat and enjoyed the world pass by for the rest of the morning before asking Lana if she was up to fuck quickly before I had to go. She agreed and we headed back to her place. On the way we stopped at a corner store and grabbed some whipped cream, which I promised to show her the purpose for in just a little bit.
I sat her down and told her that I would go down on her for an hour while she had a beer and watched the baseball game if she let me give her a hickey on her inner thigh. Through some shrewd negotiating we met right in the middle at give her a hickey on her inner thigh while she had a beer and watched the baseball game. Having secured the agreement I pulled out a sharpie and drew the first letter of my name the size of a dinner plate and covered the sharpie mark with whipped cream.
I spent the better part of 2 hours eating her out and sucking/chewing on her leg until I was satisfied with my results. Her leg was a sight to behold *chef’s kiss* She told me it lasted two weeks, and no he never did get to fuck her after their formal and she had to avoid him for weeks after as to not embarrass him.
Tl;dr wrote my name in hickeys on a FWB thigh so her formal date wouldn’t get laid after he interrupted a coffee date.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rcans7/gave_a_fwb_a_giant_hickey_in_the_shape_of_my