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I helped myself to a second bowl of cereal.
I felt jittery and thought I was going to lose my mind.
I rushed upstairs, stripped my bed completely and washed all the sheets.
Erased all the evidence of Henry and me.
Even though each time I blinked, that split second of my eyes being shut offered me a scene from last night.
Like my brain was an erotic movie projector.
Blink - there’s his cock!
Blink - his right hand is squeezing my boob so fucking hard… yet it feels good!
Blink - his stomach muscles are ripped tight as he fucks forward with enough force that my uterus is thrown into my stomach!
I regretted the cereal but not the sex.
Which was a win for me in some way. I suppose.
Henry’s words lingered in my mind too.
If I was ever in his town…
We both knew there was zero chance of me just casually appearing where he lived.
If I wanted to see Henry again, I would have to make plans.
Premeditated sex…
… that kind of felt like feelings would definitely be involved then.
I hated to admit that I felt lonely.
I had Travis, of course.
I had my job too.
Working from home didn’t provide much social interaction. I did have a handful of meetings online though. But that only required me to look good from the waist up. And I totally did meetings while wearing slippers and some booty shorts meant for sleeping and not talking about projects that would pay the bills for the month.
Sitting at the dining room table drove me crazy now too.
Each time I looked at the table I thought about the way Henry’s tongue slapped against my clit. Like I was a bad girl and he was punching me and my little clit…
I scribbled a note for myself that it was time for a new dining room table.
I still hadn’t touched my grandfather’s room. I had zero plans to do so.
Travis and I were figuring out our new life now.
No more checking up on my grandfather. No more hearing the news blasting. Or hearing hockey games blasting. Or the constant chatter of sports guys arguing over stupid topics.
No need to cook extra meals. Or have his laundry to do.
No need for medication schedules or doctor appointments.
There were a few calls from doctor’s offices double checking upcoming appointments. That forced me to explain that my grandfather had passed. That led to plenty of I’m so sorry. You’re in our prayers.
