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She Cheats...

Well, I'm driving home quite early from an absolutely terrible day. I cannot explain to you how much I regret today. And now, I'm headed home to see my girlfriend of four years, Demi. At least that part sounds nice, right?
Wrong. She's cheating on me. I know it. She's out late from work. She used to hide it, but now the clean up has been lazy.
She comes home with hickies that I never left because we haven't had sex in over a few months. Her hair is a mess. She wears a scent of a perfume neither of us own. She's always texting somebody else.
Now why haven't I said or done anything about it? Because I love her. Yeah, stupid, I know. But we were best friends for over seven years before we started dating. I've loved her from the day we met, and I never stopped.
I hate, with everything in me, that even though she continues to break my heart, at least four times a week, I still love her.
I don't know why she's doing it. I haven't mentioned it. I just know it's happening. She thinks I'm clueless.
Whatever. I'm just going to go home and sleep because I don't even want to think about today, or tomorrow, or the next day.
I walked into our house, threw my keys on the table and walked back to the bedroom.
Upon opening the door, I find none other than my girlfriend with another woman between her thighs, in our bed. Surprise surprise. I've never caught her before but it was only a matter of time.
"Well, what a nice surprise."
Demi immediately pushed the girl away from her and sat up looking panicked.
"I'm just going to go into the living room so we can talk. So why don't you two finish up here. But thanks, this really is the cherry on top of a perfect day," I said sarcastically before slamming the door.
I walked into the living room and threw myself onto the couch. I would cry, but I just can't. I've already cried way too much today to be upset over this.
Not five minutes later, Demi came out of our room followed by her fuck buddy.
"I just want to talk, and I'm sorry..." I started as I gestured to the other girl in hopes she'd tell me her name.
"Jaden," she said.
"Right, Jaden, could you stay, I just want to say something to you too," I said.
I wasn't going to say anything harsh at all. She nodded her head and sat on the chair across from Demi.
"Babe, please let me explain," she began.
"Don't call me that," I said calmly.
"I'm going to talk, and you're going to listen," I stayed firmly.
"First of all, Jaden, I'm not mad at you. This wasn't your fault. Even if it was, I'm not mad. Or upset. Or jealous. Or anything. I wanted you to know that much. That's all I had to say if you want to leave."
"Okay, but I'm so sorry. It was wrong, and I know that, but thank you," she said standing up.
"It's alright, I know."
With that, she left. Now it was just me and Demi and the air was dense.
"I don't know why. I don't know how long. I don't know how many times. I don't want to know. I don't really care. All I want you to know is that I'm going to bed."
"That's it?" she asked.
"What do you want me to do, Demi? Scream? Cry? Fight? Leave? I'm not going to. It's been an awful day and I'm done being upset about it."
"I at least wanted you to show some sign of being upset. It's scaring me to see you so emotionless."
"In case you haven't noticed, which you obviously haven't, I've been emotionless for a long time now. You didn't do a very good job of hiding it."
"Why didn't you say anything?" she said a little louder.
"I just couldn't."
"Why not?"
"Because, I can't do this."
"Why are you acting like this?!" she shouted.
"Because I love you, okay? I love you with every fucking bone in my body! And you know what? I hate you for it! I hate, with everything in me, that no matter how many times you hurt me, I'll always fucking love you. You hurt me, you break me, you shatter my heart into a million pieces, and I still fucking love you! I absolutely hate you for it!"
At this point tears were streaming down my face but I wasn't finished.
"Why do you do this to me Demi? I'm trying my absolute hardest! I love you so much and all I ever want to do is make you happy! But all you've done for the passed four months is cheat on me! Am I not enough? Is that it? I'm so fucking done with you! And I can't even explain how much I don't want to see you right now. I wish I never got out of bed this morning. Know why? Maybe it's because I was fucking fired from work today, the only thing keeping this roof over my head! Maybe it's because I got a call from my mom telling my my dad's in the hospital because he had a heart attack! Maybe it's because after a beyond terrible day, all I wanted was come home to my girlfriend and pretend for five fucking seconds that she wasn't cheating on me! But what do I come home to? You, in OUR bed with another woman! But I want you to know, that I'm not going to fight over this anymore. I just need time. So if you'll excuse me, I'm going to bed," I finished, the amount of tears I had shed was unbelievable. I didn't think one person could cry this much.
"I can't and I won't say anything. Mostly because I know you don't want to hear an apology right now. Can we just go to sleep?" she asked.
"Ha, you're hilarious if you think I'm sleeping in there with you tonight. I'll be in the guest room."
She had tears streaming down her face as well. I'm not exactly sure why. Maybe she was sorry it happened or maybe she was sorry she got caught. Either way, seeing her cry only made me feel worse. I just couldn't stand here a second longer.
I walked into the guest room, shut the door and laid on the bed. I closed my eyes and just fell asleep.
I slept in my room for the next two days. Ignoring all of my responsibilities. Only getting up to go to the bathroom or get some food. Not that I was very hungry. I didn't say a word to Demi, she respected my privacy and for that, I was grateful.
I woke up the third morning, bright and early. I decided I'm done moping around. I decided to go for a run, but not before breakfast.
Today's just another regular day. But I'm creating distance and time for myself. I'm not leaving her and I'm not kicking her out. I just want space for a while.
I made the both of us breakfast and left a note on the table for her. 'I'm out for a run. I made waffles and bacon, it's in the microwave to stay warm if you want it. I'll be back no later than 9:30. Love you.'
And I left. I ran and ran and ran. As far and as fast as I possibly could. I took all of my emotions and directed that into energy. This is how I handle my emotions, I run them off.
About two miles into my run I sat down to have a water break. I checked the time, 8:42. Not bad. I saw I had a text. Demi. It read, 'thank you for the breakfast, it was amazing as always❤️'.
Part of me wishes I wouldn't have walked in on them. Maybe then I could still pretend I had the perfect girlfriend. Nobody's perfect but she was the closest thing there was to it.
But then again, maybe I found out for a reason. Maybe I was meant to find them and that's why I was fired, so I could go home early enough to catch her in the act. I think I'm also mad as myself, for still loving her. And I don't think I'll ever stop.
I finished up my run and just as I predicted I was home by 9:22. I walked through the door, met with a sight I wished I could've seen three nights ago.
My beautiful girlfriend asleep on the couch as the ID channel played on the tv. She looked absolutely gorgeous. No makeup, a t-shirt and shorts. So simple yet so stunning.
The hardest part was, she was easy to forgive. When she wasn't cheating on me, she really was the most perfect girlfriend. Breakfast in bed. She made dinner. Caring for me when I was sick. Helping me relax after work. Making sure I had everything when I left the house. Always making me feel loved. I love her so much. Fuck.
I decided to get in the shower, trying to forget about everything for a little while. It was relaxing, but I eventually had to get out because I've been known for falling asleep in the shower since I was four. Yeah, not a heresy water bill. I dried myself and got dressed.
I decided I had to go see my dad today. I need to see him. My mom called telling me he was okay, stable, but needs to stay there a little longer.
By the time I was ready to leave, Demi was still asleep on the couch. I gently rubbed her arm, shaking her awake.
"Good morning sleepyhead," I said.
"I'm sorry I fell asleep, I wanted to be awake when you got back," she said sitting up.
I sat on the couch next to her, resting my hand on her thigh.
"It's okay, I know we've both been really tired lately, but I'm going to the hospital to see my dad. I'll be back later."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"No, it's okay, really. Besides, wouldn't want you falling asleep in one of those hospital chairs, they're pretty uncomfortable," I joked.
"You're really going to trust me enough to leave me alone?" she asked confused.
"That's all I can do. I don't know if you're going to change, but the only way I can find out is if I trust you enough to prove it." I smiled slightly, wanting her to know I meant every word I said.
"I'm sorry, you know. I don't know why I kept screwing up. I had the best thing in the world, and I broke it. I hurt you, and I can't explain how sorry I am. You don't have to forgive me because I wouldn't. I just want you to know I'm sorry and you didn't do anything wrong. None of this was because of you."
"I do forgive you, I shouldn't, but I do. And I love you. I love you so much. Can we please just fix us, and be happy again?" I asked with hope.
"I would love that so much. I promise I will make this right. And I love you too, I love you so much, I'll say it a million times if I have to."
I smiled at her, she was still the love of my life.
I placed my hand on her cheek and leaned in to connect our lips. I still felt the same fireworks I did when we first kissed.
She had this magical effect on me. I hated that this felt so right, that it felt so good. She gently parted my lips with her tongue. I softly moaned into the kiss.
I pulled her onto my lap so she straddled me. She tangled her fingers in my hair as I ran my hands up her thighs and gripped her ass.
We only pulled away for air, suddenly finding each other's lips the most hypnotizing thing in the world. Her tongue massaged mine as I reveled in the velvet sweetness of her mouth.
I missed this so much. I just wanted to take her back to our bedroom and show her who she belongs to, but I couldn't.
I pulled away, "as much as I want to go there, we can't just yet. I need a little more time before I can do that again, does that make sense?" I asked.
"Yeah it does, I can most definitely respect that and I will do everything it takes to earn your trust back, babygirl," she said as she rested her forehead against mine.
"Thank you, beautiful. Now, I do have to go check up on my dad. My mom said he was stable this morning but I have to go see him."
"Okay, are you sure you don't want me to go with you?"
"I'm sure, I want you to sleep, you seem pretty tired," I chuckled.
"Alright, drive safe baby."
"I will, thank you. I love you."
"I love you too," she replied.
I kissed her forehead and headed out to check on my dad.
I got there and the doctors said he was going to be fine. I stayed for about six hours, just to catch up with him and talk.
I was beyond relieved because for a moment, it felt like everything was okay. Everything was still. Almost perfect. Almost. I'm still out of a job. I'll do that tomorrow.
I drove home and I was met with my gorgeous girlfriend putting finishing touches on the table that was littered with food. It was homemade pizza, that was always our favorite.
I just stood there with my mouth agape at the gesture as I felt a tear roll down my cheek. This made me feel so much better. I wasn't thinking about everything that had happened. I was focused on what was right in front of me.
"Welcome home, babe," she said coming over to me.
She wore a shorter black dress with a deep v-neck. She looked stunning, like always. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she placed hers around my neck as she pressed her lips to mine. It was slow, gentle, and soft. Full of love.
"Thank you for this, really, I- I love it so much," I said as a few more tears slipped from my eyes.
"Aww, don't cry babygirl," she said as she wiped the few tears on my cheeks.
"And you're welcome, I wanted you to come home to something nice. Speaking of which, you should go look in the bedroom while I finish up here. There's a little surprise in there too."
I just smiled at her and walked into our bedroom. My jaw dropped at the sight.
In the six to seven hours I was gone, she managed to completely redesign our bedroom. We had been talking about it a little while back and she replicated exactly what we imagined.
The walls were now a bright white instead of dark blue. The floor was now hardwood instead of carpet. There were beautiful accents of gold and black. The old grey comforter had been replaced with a white one and the sheets were now black silk. It was unbelievable.
I walked back into the kitchen and stood behind my amazing girlfriend, wrapping my arms around her waist.
"You did all of this in seven hours?" I asked.
"It wasn't all me, I had a little help, but I did cook the pizza all by myself," she smiled proudly.
"That has to be the most shocking thing of them all," I said with a chuckle.
"Oh shut up," she laughed. Oh how I love her laugh.
"But seriously, this is astonishing and the room looks absolutely beautiful ," I said as I moved her hair to one side.
"Almost...as...beautiful...as...you," I whispered, kissing up her neck between each word. I felt her shiver at my actions.
"Don't tease me now, we have a pizza to eat," she said with a smile.
I still wanted nothing more than to take her back to our newly renovated room and make love to her all night long, but I couldn't. Not yet anyways.
"I'm so proud of you baby, this pizza is fabulous," I said taking another bite.
"Thank you, I'm so happy, this is the only thing I haven't burnt," she said happily.
"I just can't believe you made all of this happen. Thank you again my love."
"You're welcome, it was the least I could do."
We finished our dinner and I helped her wash the dishes and put them away.
"Now how about dessert?" she asked with a smirk.
"Dems, as much as I want to, I told you we can't-"
"No, no, no. I know what you said and I respect that. I made real dessert, it's a chocolate cake," she beamed happily.
"Oh my god you made a cake too? I'm even more proud of you," I said bringing her in for a kiss.
"You're a brat, you know that?" she asked with a smirk.
"But I'm your brat."
"Yes you are, and I love you for that."
"I love you too."
"Now let me see this beautiful cake," I said.
She turned to the fridge and pulled out an incredible chocolate cake with strawberries on top.
"Wow," was all I could say.
"Impressed?"
"Very."
"Well stop drooling so we can eat this," she said.
We each got a slice and sat on the couch rather than at the table.
"How is it?"
"Fucking divine," I said.
"Are you lying to me?" she asked as she took another bite of her cake, licking the spoon almost erotically.
I felt myself get slightly turned on at her actions.
"Not even a little bit. I would eat this all night if I could."
"Oh really?" she asked.
Something about chocolate cake just made me a little more daring.
"Mmhmm, but I would much rather eat something else all night long," I almost whispered.
"And what would that be?" she asked, her voice becoming raspier.
I hesitated. Is it too soon? I said we shouldn't. We need to wait. I need to know I can trust her again. Fuck it. She's sexy, I'm horny, and I want her now.
"You."
Our plates and silverware clattered to the table as we rushed to put them down. She tangled her fingers in my hair, as I pulled her onto my lap, gripping her thighs. There was so much passion, even before our lips connected, her tongue met mine.
She immediately started grinding against me as I slightly dug my nails into the soft skin of her thighs. There was no fight for dominance in the kiss, it was simply my lips against hers and her tongue massaging mine.
I started kissing down her neck, marking her as mine, and only mine. The neckline of her black dress showed the gorgeous valley down her chest. Which suddenly peaked my interest.
I began sucking at the exposed skin between her perfect, tanned breasts. She moaned at the contact I made with her, tightening her grip in my hair only slightly.
"Bedroom?" she panted desperately.
"Bedroom," I confirmed in response.
I lifted her up with her legs still tight around my waist.
I lead us back into the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed. Within minutes we were both stripped down to our bra and panties. I swiftly unclipped her bra and slid it down her shoulders.
I started kissing down her neck once more before taking her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud.
Her back arched up at the contact, "fuck babygirl," she moaned.
She fumbled with the clasp of my bra, slipping it off before she tugged at my panties, removing them as well.
Her fingers were tangled deep in my hair. I switched to her other nipple, giving it the same attention while I massaged her ignored breast.
I gently placed my lips down her stomach to the brim of her panties before giving her one soft kiss against her center through the thin material.
"Please baby," she begged.
"Nope, I'm going to tease you until you're begging me to fuck you."
I reached into our bedside table and pulled out the handcuffs. I locked each of her wrists to the headboard and slowly pulled her panties down. I sat between her legs and let my fingers trace over her slick folds. She was soaked.
"All wet for me baby?" I asked.
"Yes babe, all for you," she whined.
I moved my face between her thighs before pressing the flat of my tongue against her and softly licking upward. She tugged at the restraints, wanting to break free. I pulled back and slowly pushed two fingers into her.
"Oh fuck," she moaned.
I began working up a pace, but still slow, I wanted her to want me.
"F-faster," she begged.
I obeyed and went quicker, wanting to bring her close to the edge. I added a third finger, feeling her stretch around me.
"Don't s-stop!"
I thrusted harder and deeper into her before I curled my fingers upward.
"Do that a-again! I'm c-close!"
As she spoke, I felt her begin to tense then I stopped almost immediately.
"What the fuck?" she shouted frustrated.
Before she could say anything else I replaced my fingers with my tongue. Her hips bucked immediately so I gripped her thighs to keep her in place. I pumped my tongue in and out, as deep and as quick as I could. She pulled at the restraints even harder.
"Ohhh fffuck babygirl!" she moaned.
I felt her start to clench around my tongue, getting tighter with each thrust. I slowed my pace a second time, knowing it would leave her hot and bothered.
"Pleassse babe," she whined.
I straddled her waist and placed a soft kiss upon her lips.
Her breathing was heavy and ragged.
I leaned down to her ear, "what do you want me to do to you, gorgeous?" I whispered seductively.
"I want you to touch me. I want you to make me feel good. Make me cum. I want to feel your touch. Your fingers. Your tongue. Your lips. But I need to touch you too, please uncuff me and make me feel the way no one else can, only you," she pleaded.
Her words made me love her even more, if that was possible. 'Only you' kept playing over and over in my head. Only I can make her feel like this. Me. She's mine.
"I'll let you go baby, you've been teased enough."
I uncuffed her and resumed my position between her thighs. She immediately tangled her fingers in my hair as I sunk my tongue into her dripping pussy.
"Oh fuck yes," she quietly moaned.
I massaged her velvety soft walls, relishing in her taste. She pulled my face further into her, wanting more of me.
I had her exactly where I wanted her. Begging for me to make her feel good. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, pulling her closer to me so I could push my tongue further into her.
"Please don't s-stop," she panted.
She began grinding her hips against me as she held my head in place. It felt good to be here again, between her thighs, making her scream my name.
"Oh fuuck babe!"
I thrusted my tongue faster and deeper. I felt a heat between my own thighs at the sound of her moans and the wet sounds that came from our actions.
"I'm so f-fucking c-close!"
I used one hand to tease her clit, massaging the sensitive bud.
"Holy fffuck! Keep going! I'm cumming."
Her moans were the sexiest thing I've ever heard. And while it's only happened a few times before, she squirted. I licked every ounce of her warm, thick cum, moaning at her taste as she came down from her high.
I laid down on the bed next to her while she caught her breath.
"That was...fucking unbelievably...incredible," she panted.
"I couldn't agree more. I forgot how good you taste baby," I smirked as I looked over to her.
She leaned in to connect our lips.
"And I forgot how fucking sexy you look with my cum all over your face," she bit her lip.
"Now how about I return the favor?" she asked before kissing me again.
I smiled against her lips.
"Don't worry about me tonight baby. I wanted to make you feel good," I said.
"And you did, I can't remember the last time I felt that good."
"I'm glad I still know how to make you scream," I smirked.
"Then I hope you know for the next few days, we're gonna need a lot more make up sex," she said as she bit her lip.
"Well that's good, because I can only completely forgive you, if you let me fuck you in every room of this house," I said.
"I fucking love you."
"I love you too, gorgeous," I smiled.
She cuddled into my side, so I pulled her thigh over my waist and she draped one arm over my torso.
I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight. I wanted to stay like this forever. Holding her, both of us bare and sensitive. In our most vulnerable state.
I kissed the top of her head before she looked up at me and leaned in. It was a slow kiss. Gentle, loving, soft, perfect.
She rested her head on my chest and I played with her hair until I heard her little snores. I missed this. I missed this so much.