P_Dawg_Jalapeno
Don Juan
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- May 10, 2010
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I seriously don't know how to feel.
So we're having a good time (or so I thought) hanging out, drinking, dancing, when she says to me "wait here a minute babe, I'm going to go get us a few more drinks" and I'm like "okay, cool." She's gone, up at the bar, for what seemed like 20 minutes or so before I started looking for her. I find her standing next to the bar talking to, laughing with, and drinking with this tall guy (who was standing right up in her ****) so I approach them to see what's up.
I say "hey baby, how them drinks coming" and she says "oh hey, I want you to meet my friend Randy... I'll get you another drink, gimme one sec." Another drink? She had given mine to him. And she didn't introduce me as her boyfriend. Rather than immediately turn into a jealous douche-bag I played along, started drinking my new drink, and tried to make conversation. The whole time we were standing there talking she looked my way twice, maybe... her eyes were focused on him. As we we're talking he kept inching his way nearer to her; she'd laugh at his every lame joke, and every time she laughed he'd ever so slightly graze her back or shoulder with his hand. These two had just met, what the hell?!?
A little background on Randy... This guys was maybe 6' 4", 220 pounds, well dressed, friendly, rugged and good looking, and a fvcking Delta pilot. By comparison I'm 5' 11", 165 pounds, have slightly thinning hair (barely noticeable), well dressed, and am slightly baby-faced.
Anyway, Randy briefly glances at me then focuses his gaze on her, and says "so, are you guys up for some dancing?" She lit up with a huge smile and before I could even say a thing he had whisked my LTR off to the dance floor with his arm around her waist. I didn't know what to do? This dude, could whip my ass easily, and I didn't want to appear jealous. I know some of you would say, well why didn't you find another chick and dance with her, well... it's not that easy when you're watching your LTR of 1.5 years get whisked away by aonther guy, on your night out together.
I had another drink, chilled by the bar, and watched them. He was grinding on her, had his junk in her crotch, was touching her hips, stomach, and hands; she was as into it as he was. After a little bit he turns her around and they're dancing face to face. Her hands were getting kinda close to his sweet spot, and his lips were getting a bit close to her's when she lightly pushes him off, comes up to me and says (keep in mind, I'm amazed she had the nerve to talk to me, I was hoping she'd collapse from a heart attack in front of me so I could laugh at her), "hey, me and Randy are going to run to the Shell accross the street and get some cigarrettes, we'll be right back." She grabbed him by the wrist, and pulled him out the door, so a few minutes later I step outside to wait for them, the Shell is literally across the street after all.
They never came back, and her car was gone. She stranded me there, and she was originally going to stay with me. I don't get it. After 1.5 years, she acted like this? She never gave me a reason to be jealous. Every time we've gone out to the bar she's been totally up my ass. I don't know what I did to make her stop "loving" me over night. We'd tell each other we loved each other several times a day, we have great sex regularly, and we almost never fight. She sent me a text that simply said "hey" just a second ago and I don't know if I should even bother responding. Just a "hey?" WTF!!!?
Keep in mind, as far as I knew, this relationship was peaches and cream, and then this happened with no warning. Fvck, we entered the place holding hands. Ugh...
So we're having a good time (or so I thought) hanging out, drinking, dancing, when she says to me "wait here a minute babe, I'm going to go get us a few more drinks" and I'm like "okay, cool." She's gone, up at the bar, for what seemed like 20 minutes or so before I started looking for her. I find her standing next to the bar talking to, laughing with, and drinking with this tall guy (who was standing right up in her ****) so I approach them to see what's up.
I say "hey baby, how them drinks coming" and she says "oh hey, I want you to meet my friend Randy... I'll get you another drink, gimme one sec." Another drink? She had given mine to him. And she didn't introduce me as her boyfriend. Rather than immediately turn into a jealous douche-bag I played along, started drinking my new drink, and tried to make conversation. The whole time we were standing there talking she looked my way twice, maybe... her eyes were focused on him. As we we're talking he kept inching his way nearer to her; she'd laugh at his every lame joke, and every time she laughed he'd ever so slightly graze her back or shoulder with his hand. These two had just met, what the hell?!?
A little background on Randy... This guys was maybe 6' 4", 220 pounds, well dressed, friendly, rugged and good looking, and a fvcking Delta pilot. By comparison I'm 5' 11", 165 pounds, have slightly thinning hair (barely noticeable), well dressed, and am slightly baby-faced.
Anyway, Randy briefly glances at me then focuses his gaze on her, and says "so, are you guys up for some dancing?" She lit up with a huge smile and before I could even say a thing he had whisked my LTR off to the dance floor with his arm around her waist. I didn't know what to do? This dude, could whip my ass easily, and I didn't want to appear jealous. I know some of you would say, well why didn't you find another chick and dance with her, well... it's not that easy when you're watching your LTR of 1.5 years get whisked away by aonther guy, on your night out together.
I had another drink, chilled by the bar, and watched them. He was grinding on her, had his junk in her crotch, was touching her hips, stomach, and hands; she was as into it as he was. After a little bit he turns her around and they're dancing face to face. Her hands were getting kinda close to his sweet spot, and his lips were getting a bit close to her's when she lightly pushes him off, comes up to me and says (keep in mind, I'm amazed she had the nerve to talk to me, I was hoping she'd collapse from a heart attack in front of me so I could laugh at her), "hey, me and Randy are going to run to the Shell accross the street and get some cigarrettes, we'll be right back." She grabbed him by the wrist, and pulled him out the door, so a few minutes later I step outside to wait for them, the Shell is literally across the street after all.
They never came back, and her car was gone. She stranded me there, and she was originally going to stay with me. I don't get it. After 1.5 years, she acted like this? She never gave me a reason to be jealous. Every time we've gone out to the bar she's been totally up my ass. I don't know what I did to make her stop "loving" me over night. We'd tell each other we loved each other several times a day, we have great sex regularly, and we almost never fight. She sent me a text that simply said "hey" just a second ago and I don't know if I should even bother responding. Just a "hey?" WTF!!!?
Keep in mind, as far as I knew, this relationship was peaches and cream, and then this happened with no warning. Fvck, we entered the place holding hands. Ugh...