I’m feeling depressed and despairing. Not the double D’s I like to feel though.
Sure, it was never going to be easy. And yes, it has only been a few days, but I expected a little support from houseguest. Instead, I get temptation and ridicule.
For the sake of my sanity, I have decided it’s best not to see houseguest until the weekend, to stiffen my resolve and nothing else.
A polite text message sent yesterday: please don’t call or drop by the house.
Hhmm. no response. She sent me a video text later in the day, which should immediately have forewarned me that she was up to something.
“Hello, Robert darling. I hope you are enjoying yourself at home, alone”. And then she blows me a kiss.
Well, I immediately recognised sounds! Robert is no fool.
The camera slowly panned down to between her legs. And there he is, the Judas!!
Rick, set to work eating her pussy!
Her little video message finished with, “Well, someone needed to take care of business”. Mwah!
How dare she have another man eat her pussy, when I’m not allowed to!
The least that she can do is to abstain with me!
My only consolation is knowing that Rick gives crap head. He’s all teeth and slobbers; the man needs constant direction.
Rick and I need to talk. In two weeks time, I’m going to tie him up and plough the ring off him.
As for you, houseguest? I have something quite depraved lined up for your punishment!
Have you ever been in a similar situation? What would you do?
Share your thoughts with me!
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