Kay and Harry had just broken up, and Kay was heartbroken because the two years felt like a waste. Harry had not grown at all throughout the relationship, instead becoming more immature. It ended badly when he cheated on Kay. Nevertheless, Kay still had strong feeling for Harry, and this made it nearly impossible for her to move on.
After a night of drinking, Kay and Harry shared a cab. They lived very near each other, so in fact Kay decided this was an okay idea, since they were saving money. However, upon arriving at Harry’s house, Kay was asked to come inside and hang out. Knowing that this meant he was interested in hooking up, Kay acquiesced, and found herself kissing him in his kitchen. Harry picked her up, and carried her to his room and laid her on his bed. They had not hooked up since Harry told her he cheated, and Kay needed him and was trying to prove to herself that she was still wanted. As Harry undressed her, Kay was extremely turned on, and attempted to just live in the moment. Harry stripped off her pants, slowly slipped off her underwear, and started to go down on her. He was not very good at this, too much spit, not enough friction, but again Kay was trying to live in the moment. Harry could tell Kay was not interested, so he moved up and started to fondle her breasts, and finger her slowly. As he increased pressure, Kay’s pleasure increased. She stopped living in the moment, and remembered all the tears she cried, all the sleepless nights, all the times opportunities she missed while wasting her time with Harry. As she snapped back to the moment, Harry still attempting to pleasure her, Kay knew what she needed to do. She let him continue, getting more into it, and gasping that she wanted to have Harry inside of her. As he entered her Kay moved his hands out of the way, and started to rub herself, quickening the process. Harry always liked when she touched herself, so he started to go faster with every passing second. Kay increased pressure, squeezed every muscle, and allowed the orgasm to wash over her. As the climax finished, Kay moved up the bed, slipping out Harry’s now extremely hard cock, and got up. Harry wanted to know what was going on, and Kay just simply replied, ‘I am leaving.’
Kay knew this was a horrible thing to do, leaving Harry in a complete blue ball state, but Kay did not care. She walked across the street, took a shower, and went to sleep. The entire time accomplishing her goal: to feel wanted, and get off. That was the last time she slept with her ex.
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