“Hey”
“Hey”
“You at home?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. Can I call over?”
“Don’t you want to spend valentines day with your cunt of a girlfriend?”
“Dinner’s not til 8…. It’d be nice to get a blowjob today.”
This was the text chain I had with John just after work on valentines day last week (Oh yeah, regular readers, I got a new job, it’s going well!)
We’d been hooking up since my slutty confession happened and he had told me a lot of shit May said about me to him after they met me, which moved me from disliking May, to straight up hating that cunt.
(see here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/10qpgnj/i_did_the_right_thing_that_didnt_go_very_well_so/](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/10qpgnj/i_did_the_right_thing_that_didnt_go_very_well_so/))
Also, according to John, May doesn’t suck cock, so I was happy to provide a mouth to her man behind her back.
I changed out of my work clothes, just pulling on a simple dress over my bra and panties, and waited for John to ring the doorbell. I let him in, led him into my room. We chatted about our days while he took his already hard cock out of his pants and sat on the edge of my bed.