Her Ex Over the Phone

Her Ex Over the Phone

“Hey babe, what’s up?” “Hiiiiiii,” she said, her voice less of a slur and more of a moan. It was a sound that was intimately familiar. Achingly so. “Where are you?” “He asked me up for a drink after dinner.” The phone felt heavy in my hand as I lay back on our bed....
Don’t Pull Out

Don’t Pull Out

“Did you really get snipped?” she asked me as she rested her legs on my lap. I rubbed her calves gently as I sipped my drink. “Of course. We’re not having kids, and birth control fucks with her system, so why not? It’s not a big deal. Pretty simple procedure.” She was...