There’s More To Sex In A Relationship

The Straight Guy

February 26, 2016

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  We were together for four years, two if you subtract the months and weeks that we’ve broken up due to fights, misunderstandings, and too much pride.

  She wasn’t my first love and yet she told me I was hers. I’m not sure if I believed her then, in as much as I know now that most of the things that came out from her mouth were lies.

  When we started going out, I had the feeling that our relationship wouldn’t last, but my friends told me that I was just paranoid, even pessimistic for a guy. Guys are supposed to think straight. Once we enter a relationship, we try to remain positive and just enjoy the moment.

  But our situation was different. I had everything easy with her. We had sex for the first month we were together. I was allowed to stay at their house and her older sister didn’t mind me being there.

  Sex was always good. We had different kinds actually, break-up, make-up, bored, super horny, kinds of sex. As a guy, what else could I ask for, right? Except that she had this habit of ruining everything for us.

  There was this one time, just right after I climaxed and pulled out from her, she asked me to get checked because she just got back from her doctor and she was informed that she had this infection. Darn it! That was right after having sex without a condom. How can she be infected with something when she was supposed to be in a monogamous relationship?

  A few days after that, she told me that it was just a joke. She was just trying to see if I would get checked or admit of having sex with other girls. I wanted to slap her. I may have been through a lot of things, but being a cheater is not one of them. Besides, I told her, why would I look for another girl when I’m satisfied with what I have.

  Our last fight happened four months ago. I was about to leave for abroad for a two-week business conference. I arrived at her house for dinner and I saw that she only prepared a meal for one. I asked her why the table setting was just for one, she said it’s just for me. I then asked her, “aren’t you hungry?”, then she told me, “yes I am but I’m craving for something else.”

  “You eat, while I eat too.”

  I couldn’t really settle on what I was enjoying more back then, the food that was cooked well, or the ministrations she was giving me under the table.

  Too bad that was the last of it, because as soon as I exploded in her mouth, she had the capacity to blurt out that she was pregnant.

  It took me a few minutes to process everything. I told to myself, “hey, it’s about time you become a dad.”

  But oh no, she wasn’t finish blabbering. In one-go, without missing a beat, the next sentence will forever be etched in my mind.

  “I’m pregnant and the baby’s father is my boss John, who is married and will not leave his wife and kids for me and this baby.”

  There were so many questions going on in my mind. However, my hand was quicker than my mouth could utter a single word. I slapped her so hard; my fingers left red marks on her face.

  I left her, attended my business conference and when I came back, I asked to meet her.

  She assumed that because of the meeting that I would take her and the unborn baby back. She was so wrong. I told her that I did everything to remain loyal to our relationship, and she broke my heart.

  She said that she could get rid of the baby if it means getting back together, I told her that I just lost the little respect I have left for her.

  I left her. I erases everything about her in my life, including our pictures, her phone number in my cell phone, and all the gifts she gave me.

  I know that I’m a good guy and I deserve better.

   

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