| I think I mentioned in a previous chapter that I can be the jealous type. Not really in an asshole or obnoxious way but I would worry sometimes that Natalie would find somebody else and I’d be left MILFless in Miami. If you’d seen the way guys looked at her whenever we were out, you’d understand. I was probably most concerned when she’d go out with her friends. They were single older women and they were always slutting it up at happy hour and whatnot. Thankfully Nat would let her friends go running off with whatever stiff dick they found and she would always come home to me. Maybe it was because I always tried to show Natalie how much I appreciated having her around. We were really good together and to be honest, it was a mutual thing. I’d get her a small gift or buy her something I knew she’d been shopping for and in return she’d give me sex that every red blooded guy should experience at least once in his lifetime. Yea, the sex was that good. It started out great when we met and it got even better over the summer. Sometimes I wonder where Natalie is now and who she’s sleeping with. Whoever he is, I bet that lucky bastard is grinning 24/7. |
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