CMNILS87
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Jan 17, 2016
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- Age
- 39
Dropped the GF off at the airport last Friday night, played aloof all weekend. She says she’ll get a cab or a friend will drive her to my place since it’s close by. I decide to go out for drinks and tell her to text me when she lands. Well she texts and she landed early and I had one extra thinking I’d be good.
Well I wasn’t, I take off and know I’m buzzed driving to get home, but trucks in sketchy part of town and don’t want to leave it. She asks if I can pick her up at airport and I say I’m buzzed driving home. Another 2 miles by campus with police crawling is a terrible idea.
Long story short, she arrives at my place as I’m crawling into bed and tries to give me ****, how I’m not considerate of her and she should mean more to me. I tell her begone with that attitude as I was the backup plan and I dropped her off on my free time anyways. She gets her stuff, starts to shed a tear and cry, say it’s been a long weekend.
I say, shut up, get over here and take your clothes off and crawl in bed. She rants and raves about me not caring, I hold steady and say I was the backup since you didn’t know my plans at 11pm at night and I went drinking. As I’m doing this I slip a finger under her undies and she’s very wet to say the least.
Bang one out good and now she’s not all pissy or angry or stressed and all affectionate.
Moral of story: if she’s acting up, she needs a good ****ing
Well I wasn’t, I take off and know I’m buzzed driving to get home, but trucks in sketchy part of town and don’t want to leave it. She asks if I can pick her up at airport and I say I’m buzzed driving home. Another 2 miles by campus with police crawling is a terrible idea.
Long story short, she arrives at my place as I’m crawling into bed and tries to give me ****, how I’m not considerate of her and she should mean more to me. I tell her begone with that attitude as I was the backup plan and I dropped her off on my free time anyways. She gets her stuff, starts to shed a tear and cry, say it’s been a long weekend.
I say, shut up, get over here and take your clothes off and crawl in bed. She rants and raves about me not caring, I hold steady and say I was the backup since you didn’t know my plans at 11pm at night and I went drinking. As I’m doing this I slip a finger under her undies and she’s very wet to say the least.
Bang one out good and now she’s not all pissy or angry or stressed and all affectionate.
Moral of story: if she’s acting up, she needs a good ****ing
"What's wrong lady? You missing something between your legs?"