[junebaby]

To my surprise, Mike got home pretty early, around 8am, and took a shower before gently waking me up.

Mike: Hey…

Me: Urgh. It's so bright.

Mike: Want breakfast?

Me: How about your cock? Haha…

Mike: You didn't?

Me: With Mark?

Mike: Was there anyone else here last night?

Me: No?

Mike: Something is seriously wrong with that guy.

Me: Nah. He's just… confused probably.

Mike: Right. So breakfast?

Me: You're not going to fuck me?

Mike: No? I'm hungry.

Me: Ok.

I guess nothing happened at John's place. But I was getting hungry anyway so we headed out to the Mac's to get breakfast.

After breakfast we just chilled on the sofa watching Netflix. I probably should get Mike interested in the shows I was currently watching, like Physical 100, unfortunately new episodes released on Tuesdays so that was weird to me. Perhaps it would get him out of his computer room more often.

In case anyone is wondering, Mike and I do have a normal, healthy sex life with each other, by local normals anyway, 2-3 times a week, not each session is mind-blowingly out of this world of course, but normal sexual intimacy kind of thing that married couples have. While I am, or possible was, the type that probably could and would have sex multiple times a day, with age catching up and all that, I don't demand that of my partners.

Then again this is a sex forum, and who wants to read about the mostly vanilla sex experiences that a close to 40 married couple has with each other?

That being said, I appreciate the private messages from bros who genuinely want to chat, but I'm not looking for another FWB as I've got a very good one already, unless of course he decides that he suddenly prefers the younger, busty and horny, or older but in better shape than me occasional partners he currently sees.

And yes, I admit I'm highly intrigued by Mark. I do wanna fuck him badly despite him seemingly not fitting my preference of bigger than average penises. With him, it's more of wanting the entire experience, not just sexual intercourse, which obviously I wouldn't know other than what I've read and heard.

After dinner I casually told Mike I'd be going on a holiday with Mark.

Mike: Oh? You need permission?

Me: Do I?

Mike: You know my answer.

Me: Haha. Yeah.

Mike: Are you finally going to sleep with him?

Me: God knows.

Mike: I think you should just get it over and done with. I'm sure I can handle you having another FWB.

Me: And you?

Mike: What about me?

Me: FWB.

Mike: Don't need one.

Me: You sure?

Mike: Pretty sure. The whole thing going on with Jasmine and the others seems pretty fun, but not for me. I don't need a FWB. Why would I? I've got a fantastic wife.

I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.

Me: But the things I do…

Mike: I think we both know that you're someone who has a mind of your own, and doesn't like to be controlled. We're already at the stage where we should be enjoying our lives, why should I stop you from doing what you want? The last few years have been tough on you because of me. I'm well aware of that.

My heart was in my mouth already, did John tell him about my escort days? Did he stumbled upon the forum and read all about it? Did Tom sell me out?

Mike: I probably shouldn't have changed careers so many times. Probably shouldn't have gotten myself bonded to so many government agencies. I'm just glad that stage of life is over.

Me: Yeah. I'm glad too.

Mike: So please, go and have fun. Mark looks like he needs it. But remind him he can't marry you. You're mine. Haha.

Me: Actually, Jasmine proposed to him.

Mike: Hahaha! What? Serious?

Me: Yeah.

Mike: And he didn't accept?

Me: He's thinking about it.

Mike: You know, Jasmine did mention something like that before I think. I overheard her and Crystal talking about it.

Me: When you were over at their place?

Mike: Yeah. Was waiting for Tom to shower. Thought I heard her say something like that.

Me: Did she say if she's going to be the same even if they're married?

Mike: I wasn't eavesdropping that well ya? I'm a lousy soldier, not a spy.

Me: Haha.

Mike: But I did hear something about Kate.

Me: Oh.

The mention of her name reminded me that she was waiting for me to accept her lunch invitation.

Mike: Something about she hoped Mark would accept Kate as well? Not so sure what that was about.

Me: Interesting.

Mike: Anyway, seriously, go have fun with him. He looked awful the last time I saw him. Like he's only a year older right? His hair is already greying. I wonder when I'll reach that stage.

Me: Maybe you don't have the stress he does.

Mike: Oh yeah. Sales is super easy. Hahaha.

Me: I'm being serious.

Mike: So am I. I don't know why I never considered sales before. I don't even work 9-5.

Me: Lucky you then.

Mike: If his job is stressful, maybe he should switch.

Me: I'm pretty sure it's not his job that's causing him the stress.

Mike: Then tell him to marry Jasmine and live life. Haha.

Me: It's really not that simple.

Mike: Perhaps. But sometimes it's our own decisions that complicate our lives.

That was probably the most profound thing I've ever heard Mike say in years.

Me: It is, isn't it?

Mike: Definitely.

Me: So what will you do when I'm gone?

Mike: Hang out with John? The dude's in pretty bad shape.

Me: At his place?

Mike: I guess so.

Me: And April?

Mike: Haha. I'm sure she isn't interested. Even though I woke up and again she was watching TV braless.

Me: She really never made a move on you?

Mike: No.

Me: Why don't you make a move on her?

I don't know why I suggested that.

Mike: Huh? Are you crazy? John's my best friend!

Me: When John's not around of course.

Mike: No way. She's not getting a trial run. Hahaha.

Me: Haha. Poor Rebecca.

Mike: Anyway, since we've no plans later tonight, let's catch a movie.

Me: Oh? Where?

Mike: Netflix. I saw this movie clip on Facebook. Looked quite interesting.

Me: Huh. I've been watching so much Netflix, I didn't see anything remotely interesting.

Mike: It's called Security.

Me: Is it another one of your military-type shows?

Mike: Nah. I think it's more about security guards.

Me: Huh. How is that interesting.

Mike: The Facebook video looked interesting.

Me: Ok.

Mike: And it's got Antonio Banderas.

Me: The puss in boots guy?

Mike: And Zorro, and other shows?

Me: No idea. But ok. Then you'll watch Physical 100 with me.

Mike: Ah. Could I not? It's demoralizing.

Me: Why?

Mike: I saw the trailer. Those bodies. I could have been like that.

Me: Right. I don't need a bodybuilder. A skeleton racer I don't mind though.

Mike: A what?

Me: One of the guys on the show la! His body is wow.

Mike: Would you fuck him?

Me: Hee… of course. If he had a nice cock.

Mike: Haha. Time to go to Korea again then.

Me: Really? Hahaha. I kind of felt you didn't really enjoy it.

Mike: I loved the cold weather. The food, not so much.

Me: Haha. Maybe we can go Japan next time.

Mike: Sure. We can plan something for end of the year.

Anyway the show was horribly boring, and I practically fell asleep on Mike. I woke up hours later in bed to find him snoring away beside me. He must have carried me to the bed.

I went to take a quick shower and went back to the living room to let my hair dry naturally.

I didn't know what to do so I just watched random YouTube videos on my phone. I certainly wasn't expecting anyone to text me this late. But it was John.

John: Hey you awake?

Me: Did you text the wrong person?

John: No.

Me: What do you want?

John: Someone to talk to?

Me: Why me?

John: You're her best friend.

Me: We haven't met each other for years.

John: Still her best friend.

Me: So what do you want?

John: Do you think there's any chance of reconciliation?

Me: How would I know?

John: I'm going to tell her we had sex.

Me: What the fuck?

John: I didn't tell Mike, don't worry.

Me: That's not the point. What the fuck???

John: I'm not threatening you. But I just want her to know the truth.

Me: Which is?

John: After I slept with you, I couldn't stop.

Me: And you're thinking of blaming me?

John: I'm not blaming you. I just think maybe she'll understand.

Me: Understand what?

John: I had needs she couldn't fulfill.

Me: Like what?

John: I like big breasts.

Me: You shallow son-of-a-bitch.

John: I can't help it.

Me: So now you want to reconcile because she went for surgery? Is that it? She's your type now?

John: Well, yeah.

Me: If that's the real reason I hope she fights for every single cent you've got. You're disgusting.

John: Says the person who slept around for money.

I was so angry that I immediately blocked him.

But he was right. There were definitely better ways of getting money to clear the debts. I simply chose the convenient way.

But seeing how John was now made me really worried. Even though he said he wouldn't tell Mike, if he did tell April, Mike would definitely find out.

Perhaps I should stop letting him hang out with John so often. Or perhaps I should just tell him first.