Every single droplet of cum, every smear of my wet pussy, every note of sexual aroma floating in the room, and every location where my muscles ache and sweat pools; I only enjoy it if it's not my boyfriend.

I salivate all over another guy about once a month, under a convenient guise or alibi. He fiercely tweaks my nipples, he bites down into the muscles of my shoulders, and his kisses are so passionate that all I am aware of at any given moment is just the two of us.

I wish I were with him instead.

Occasionally I wonder if it's just the sex that makes me want him, however after awhile I have come to accept that without it, why bother??

I let him use me because what he doesn't know is that he keeps me going.