I wake up the next morning determined to talk about this with Daisy, although to be honest I’m not really sure what I’m going to talk about.
Cuming while watching a video of “Steve” just giving her such pleasure last night….it did something.
I love her and honestly think she’s loves me, but I can’t, and probably never could, fufill that part of our relationship. Steve could.
I wake her up with a kiss and she welcomes it, and tell her I’m going down to make her breakfast before I leave for work…so I head down stairs.
She joins me a bit later, breakfast plated and waiting for her…
“Good morning”, she offers.
“Hi…you already look nice this morning.”
“Thanks hun…”
“Can….I wanted to talk. I’m not sure about what. Sex related. I know I’m not the best…but, I’m also not blind.”
“What do you mean?”, she asks honestly.
“I saw how you were with that guy last night”, of course I remember his name…”you seemed, physically happy to be with him.”
“…”, she doesn’t say.