The wounds inflicted on the body by prolonged banging quickly healed, which cannot be said about the mental trauma. It ached and hurt. More than a week had passed since that unforgettable night, and I still could not find courage and walk along the street on which that restaurant was located. Although it would be wrong to say that I didn't like it. I really enjoyed the sensations and triple penetration into all my holes and the subsequent sex with four young men.
The only thing that was depressing was my lost love. My tender feelings for Dan disappeared forever and it seemed to me that I could never trust anyone, I could not love anymore.
More and more I realized that I needed a loved one. He who would understand me, to whom I could entrust all the secrets of my heart and who would not condemn. Dan could never live up to my hopes, I already knew that. But the pain of his betrayal still burned through the soul.
One day I walked into a cafe near work for a refreshing drink.
“Girl, why haven't I met you here before?” Asked a man who approached the bar, who looked about thirty-five.
“I don’t remember you either.” I retorted.
“No seriously. I come here every day. I've never seen you.” The stranger did not lag behind.
It started to strain me a little. These cheap tackles, were already familiar. All men are the same, everyone needs only one thing! My last meeting with Dan finally opened my eyes to a lot.
The man continued to stand, looking at me with interest, I turned sharply and also looked:
“I also drink coffee every day in this establishment and I have never met you either.” I answered a little irritated, not yet deciding to turn him off or flirt.
“So, at different times we come here.” The man didn’t notice my harsh tone.
“Sorry, I'm in a hurry to get to work.” I answered, picked up my drink, and began to move towards the exit.
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