It was love at first sight, and second, third, and on and on…
We met through some outdoorsie group, sharing a kayak going down falls, sharing a tent when we camped. Sharing a kiss after everyone else fell asleep. Finding a clearing to fuck in.
And it extended into normal life too. We’d text throughout the day, counting down minutes until we got to see each other again. Fucking like rabbits before, after, and sometimes during dates. It seemed perfect.
Until I found out you had an ex girlfriend.
It wasn’t the way I expected it to go. One day you were sobbing into a pillow, telling me how much she hurt you when she came back into your life. I worked hard to calm you. I held you, made you your favorite comfort food when you were feeling a bit better. But that’s not really what you wanted, was it?
And so I seduced her. It was really easy when she knew I was your boyfriend. She had no idea what you wanted, and just assumed I was stepping out. She had no idea what I wanted when I invited her back out to our favorite spot.