When my Ex wife admitted after she left me that she was moving in with her boyfriend and that it was totally just convenient that he was single and available and the apartment was only 2 bedrooms and had his kid with him too I knew that she was seeing him on the side. I was distraught and felt like shit, and the only way to console myself back in the day was being a manwhore. So I fired up my wonderful litany of dating sites and went back onto the market and hoped the divorce would proceed without a hiccup (it didn’t) but that being newly single I could go out and have adventures (I did).
I found my first rebound hookup on Whisper. She was lonely and didn’t have anything planned for Halloween and needed that slot filled, so I gladly shot my shot. Well several shots and at different angles and so did she. 5’8″ latina, thicker girl with a very blessed chest. We met in public and made sure neither of us were serial killers or weren’t being catfished. My anxiety was at a height I didn’t know was possible. So of course alcohol was the best beverage of choice to fix it. A coupe hours of flirting and we headed back to her place.