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There is no greater punishment for a man than a crazy ex and all the shit she'll
still do to you, even when you're married to someone else.
My ex, I'll call her Jamie, and I had a volatile relationship when we were
together.
We operated at two extremes, utterly miserable or euphoric.
The euphoria was what kept me around.
The moments after a fight when we'd fuck each other's brains out.
It was like that for the two years we dated. Knock down, drag
out, fighting, followed by sex.
Incredibly satisfying.
But as good as the sex was, it couldn't repair a broken relationship, and
eventually I ended things. I thought I'd hear from her after I left, but I
didn't.
Oh my fucking god!
Not for four years.
When Jamie texted me, I was married.
Had a child on the way.
Things were comfortable.
But the man in me thought of one thing.
Oh my god, let us leave!
I don't know why I let myself get sucked back in, but I did.
That was the thing about Jamie.
When she was on her game, she was impossible to ignore.
You know I never thought I'd see you again?
I knew.
Really?
Yeah. When things were good between us, they were so good.
That's true.
When were you going to tell me about this?
I wasn't, no.
What's her story?
No story.
Normal, nice, sane.
So, nothing like me, huh?
No.
Are you happy?
I am.
I can tell.
You know, I have this hotel room upstairs if you wanted
to...
Thank you.
Mm -hmm.
You know what?
I saw your name pop up on my phone.
You know what I thought about? What?
Yeah.
You know exactly what I thought about.
I thought about this right here.
About sneaking away and fucking you.
I love when you talk about it.
Fuck yeah.
Oh, yes.
Oh, I can stop thinking about -
Fuck.
Look at me when you stroke it So fucking good
Fucking love it.
I know you do.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, cute. I bet your wife doesn't fucking suck your cock like that. No,
doesn't. No, she doesn't.
Oh shit!
He does, he does, he does. Yes. Oh.
Oh.
Oh. Oh.
Oh. Oh.
Oh. Oh.
Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.
Oh.
Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.
Oh.
Yeah. Oh, shit.
Oh, my fucking God. Yeah.
Yeah.
Sit down on that.
oh my god
oh
my
god
Do it again.
And that's it.
Yeah, it's so good. Yeah, fuck.
Yeah, yeah, yes.
Oh, oh.
My fucking left back hurts so much. Yeah.
Yes. Yes.
You can fuck me harder than that. I know you can. Yeah. There you go. There you
go. Fuck yes.
Yes.
Yes. Oh my fucking god. I fucking love that shit. Yes.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
God, yeah.
Oh, shit.
Yeah, it's so fucking good.
Yeah, it's so good.
Mm -hmm.
pussy.
Oh my god, oh my god
Fuck you make me come
loving wife at home and a slutty little mistress a few miles away.
It's the best of both worlds.
Please make sure to refrain from using any specific that might reveal your true
identity. Please leave your indiscretion at the beep.
I've been fucking my ex for the past few months and today I called his wife and
told her everything.
Not because I felt guilty but because I wanted revenge for him breaking my heart
all those years ago.
Anyway, that's my confession.
Sleep Center.
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