100 word confessions

i am fucking my best friends baby mama. after so many interludes, its hard to have a guilt free mind about it. i am surprised my dick works. when i see her, i spend the first hour warming up to the sexiness of it because we talk about the times they were together or the times when we all were together. the nasty text messages we traded fade when she reminds me that this is her break from motherhood. the jack daniels loosens the inhibitions, but the mind doesn’t blank. we know goddamn well what we are doing is wrong.


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