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And she was undeniably attractive. In a strange way, she actually reminded me of the camgirl at the bachelor party. They had similar body types, although the camgirl’s hair was a totally different shade of red.
I shook my head. August was rubbing off on me too much. It was inappropriate to think of a coworker that way. It was also kind of shitty. A woman like her had a thousand other qualities; her value shouldn’t be reduced to whether or not she was attractive.
After finishing up my workout, I took a long shower and made dinner. There were plenty of take-out options within a mile of my apartment, but I still liked to make my own food. It was more fulfilling, and cheaper, which was a hard habit to kick. You could take the kid out of the trailer park, but you couldn’t take the trailer park out of the kid.
I went with one of my mom’s favorite recipes: chicken breasts cooked in a creamy lemon sauce, with shaved Brussels sprouts in a vinaigrette. I made enough for two, and packed the leftovers away to eat later. When my plate was clean, I did the rest of the dishes and tidied up around the kitchen.
After that, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I pulled out my laptop and checked Steam, my videogame program. August wasn’t online yet. Based on his normal routine, he probably wouldn’t be on for at least another hour.
With nothing else to do, I opened a web browser and navigated to OnlyFans.com.
I had signed up for an account last night and subscribed to that woman’s page. ThiccGinger. I told myself it was because I felt guilty over the way the guys at the bachelor party treated her, and that a small tip would help make things right. I watched a few videos. I jacked off. And I felt like I had a clearer head when I was done. I went to bed with the intention of deleting my account the next day.
Now…
I visited her page and grunted. There was no live show scheduled for tonight. Instead, I found one of her older videos and paid the ten bucks for it. As soon as I hit play, ThiccGinger appeared on the same bed I had seen last night. She was on her knees, showing off a lacy black corset that really accentuated her curvy figure.
“Hello, lovelies,” she purred at the camera. “I’ve been thinking of you all tonight.”
I used to judge guys who paid for these kinds of things. I assumed they were losers who were unable to even talk to a girl in real life, let alone ask one out. I wasn’t a supermodel, but I considered myself reasonably good looking, and I had worked hard to maintain my football physique. Guys like me didn’t need to pay for OnlyFans.
But there was something about the way this woman made me feel as she began touching herself on the bed. It was like porn, but a lot more personal. Watching ThiccGinger soothed my soul in a way that made no sense, but I couldn’t deny it. When I watched her, I stopped thinking about my ex, Erin. Maybe August was right: the best way to get over someone was to geton topof someone new. And unlike a real life rebound, this was far less messy.
It doesn’t mean anything, I thought while unzipping my pants and wrapping my fingers around my stiff cock.It’s my own way of moving on.
6
Ginny
I got the call while I was at the grocery store debating what quality of beef to get for dinner tonight. It was a number I didn’t recognize, but it was local, so I answered it. When I realized it was Allison Escobar at the NMCF, my heart sank. There could only be one reason she was calling me.
When she told me I got the job, I almost didn’t believe it. Somehow, I kept my calm on the phone while repeating everything Allison told me. She would send me the offer letter shortly. I started on Monday. If there were any questions, contact her. They were excited to have me as a member of the team.
As soon as I hung up, I lost my shit. I jumped up and down and squealed like I had won the lottery. I punched the air. Another store customer in the aisle stared at me like I was a maniac.
“I got the job,” I told him.
He snorted. “Big deal. I’ve got two jobs. You don’t see me acting like a jackass.”
I stuck my tongue out at him as he walked away. Some random grumpy guy at the store wasn’t going to ruin my mood. I finished getting everything on my list, then swung by the wine aisle to grab something special.
My parents lived five minutes from my apartment in the same run-down part of town. In fact, their apartment building was owned by the same woman as mine. I wondered if my parents knew their rent was going up soon. Probably not, since I had only heard it from my building manager.
I shook my head as I went inside. I wasn’t going to think about that today. Today was a good day, a day worth celebrating.
Their apartment was on the first floor, thanks to my dad’s condition. I used my key to get in, and the door swung wide open. I was immediately bombarded with the smell of pasta sauce as I walked into the kitchen.
“Mom, why don’t you have the chain connected?” I said. “I told you to keep the door chained and deadbolted all the time.”
My mom was stirring pasta sauce in front of the stove. “I left it off because I knew you were coming.” She looked over her shoulder at me. “Slacks and a jacket? What is this, the Ritz?”
I put the grocery bags on the counter and began unloading them. “We’ve been over this. It’s not safe. You need to keep the door locked.”
Mom hugged me and gave me a kiss. “I don’t know why anyone would come through the front door when they can break the window again.”
“Can you please just humor me?”
Mom made a dismissive gesture while returning to her sauce. “Humor her, she says. As if she hadn’t been the most stubborn teenager in New Mexico.”
