Five years ago, long before my wife, Laura, and I married, and when we were both still in college, we were little more than fuck buddies. Sure I would buy her drinks and we would flirt, but there was no way any thoughts of "long term" had crossed either of our minds. The sex from the beginning had been great and a couple weeks later, it had gotten even better. I remember one night we got back to her place, and I don't know who started it, but we both were slapping the shit out of each other. This led into the most rough, animalistic sex I have ever had. That was also the first time I ever fucked her without a condom and the first time I came all over her.
But, as I said, we had no idea that the relationship would go this far. And, not having any of those ideas, we felt no need to hide anything from one another or to stroke the others ego. Sure we both agreed that we were having the best sex of our lives but other than that it was kinda open: My last girlfriend had bigger breasts; I was not the largest man she had been with (OUCH!); one of my exes had an oral fetish; one her exes would very often cum on her face; and so on. I know what your thinking. We were stupid, but remember, "Hind sight is always 20/20."
On the other hand, this freedom from hopes of a relationship left me to basically do what I wanted. Not that I made a habit of it, but there was a time early on in our escapades that I had sex, albeit bad sex, with another girl. I could also treat Laura any way I wanted in bed 'cause hey, I didn't give a shit. Not that I'm really degenerate (yeah right) but I would pull her hair and slap her ass excessively hard. Sometimes I would call her a slut or a whore. I came in her mouth once without asking her if it was all right. (OOOOOHHHH really naughty hugh!) Luckily for me though, she liked it. She would even take a really active role and the screaming orgasms kept her roommates awake for much of the first few months we knew each other.
So enough background knowledge.
There was one bar in particular that Laura and I would meet at. For anonymities sake, we'll call it the 4:20 bar. (Hint: I call it that because there was a traffic light in the bar to let you know if they were serving, and next to the green light was written "4:20") So this was the very bar that we had met at and the bar, along with its owners, hold a very special place in our hearts. It is your typical dive geared towards the college crowd on a budget: Insanely cheap drinks, a great jukebox, a pool table, a foosball table and that's it. In any case, it was the place to hook up with someone from our small private college in the northeast.
On the Wednesday night before winter break, and a month after we had meet, we were kinda taking a break from each other. We hadn't said we didn't want to see each other, it was just kinda understood that we would take a couple nights off. So I went down to the bar with my suite mate and good friend KC (or that's what we'll call him). When we got there we immediately started shooting screaming Nazis, oh God how I hate that drink. The place was pretty packed for a Wed. and after the third I was ready for something a little softer. I ordered a Bushmill's and sour and made my way over to the jukebox. As I started putting my quarters in I noticed Laura standing at the bar with one of her friends from dance. Kyon was a somewhat preppy, flamboyant black man that was in many of the same dance classes as Laura but he had dated a smokin' hot girl who was also a dancer until she graduated last year, so I guess he was straight, just a dancer. He was in much better shape than I was and he liked to show off by wearing tight t-shirts and such, but I was a hell of a lot bigger than him physically. Laura was dressed like a high-class whore. A short gray skirt revealed a garter holding up some black stockings. The blue Chinese style shirt hugged her 36Cs beautifully and the black silk choker added a nice touch to the outfit. Her blonde hair was up and she was wearing some sexy black 3" heels.
As they got their drinks I saw Kyon put his hand on Laura's back leading her to an open seat in the back of the room next to the pool table. I went back to sit down with KC and watched as the two of them flirted and giggled. At one point he held one of her hands in both of his and he raised it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand. While I was getting furious, I was really trying to play it cool. I sipped on my drink and watched the basketball game playing on the TV. (I hate basketball!) KC was ruthless with the taunting though. At one point he was trying to give me the play-by-play. And then I looked and saw the two of them leaning across the table to give each other a small kiss. I turned bright red and KC just taunted even more. "Holy shit that girl played you man!"
What a fuckin' asshole! So when Laura got up to go to the bathroom I followed her and stood right outside the door. When she unlocked the door to come out I pushed the door open and locked it behind me. Laura's eyes grew wide and she looked a little startled.
"Jeff...what's up?"
"You know what's up! What the fuck do you think your doing?"
"Whatever do you mean?" she answered in a somewhat fakish southern drawl.
"What are you doing out there with Kyon?"
She looked in the mirror, reached in her purse and pulled out a small comb and some lipstick. "Why Jeff... it sounds as though you're getting jealous. You didn't seem too concerned Monday night when you said you couldn't hang out with me for the next few days because you were too 'busy'."
"Well I didn't exactly think you would just run off and find another dick so quickly." I was getting more and more angry and more and more sheepish.
"So you think I'm just gonna take Kyon back to my place and screw him silly?" she asked in a mocking tone.
"Well that's what you did with me now isn't it."
"Touché, young Jeffrey. So what if I do decide to fuck him? You obviously thought that hanging out with KC was a lot more important than being with me...in bed. I've got needs to."
"Needs?!?! You got screwed two nights ago." I was getting a little loud but more than that, I was looking vulnerable; something I was trying desperately to avoid.
Laura giggled, "Yeah you did, and it was good. To be honest with you, even though I've kinda had a thing for Kyon since my first year, I hadn't even thought of fucking him, at least not tonight." She continued to fix her hair and makeup and as she did, I was just scoping out her body.
"I guess I just didn't think you would move on before we had a chance to talk."
"Move on? Jeff I'm not moving on, I'm just checking out my options, and let me tell you, my options look good!" She smiled coyly, looking in the mirror for my reaction.
I just stood there with a cold look on my face. "Your lucky I don't kick his ass."
"Excuse me, I don't see any ring on this finger. You made it very clear that you did not want a relationship."
We stood there in silence for a few moments, just looking at each other, and for the first time I actually thought about the possibility of trying my luck with a relationship... again.
She grew impatient and said, "Fine, I'm leaving."
She tried to walk by me but I held my arm out stopping her. She rolled her eyes and looked at me. I took a deep breath, "Well, maybe I am ready to take things a little further."
