My Girlfriend Knows

'I. I can't tell you.' My rage grew exponentially at this point. I wanted to shout and roar with anger. I wanted to hit her. I wanted to fuck her. How dare she withhold that information after everything she had done to me? I needed to know. I looked at her ready to launch into a furious tirade when I noticed her looking at something.

I followed her line of sight. She was looking down. Down at the vey prominent bulge in my pants. Her hand was reaching slowly forward. I stopped completely in a trance state. It was my worst nightmare. She was going to find out. I had to stop her!

It was too late. Her hand was squeezing my cock. She lifted her chin, returning her gaze to me. With the beginnings of a devilish smile she cocked her head, looked right at me and asked a simple question that would change everything forever.

'Are you hard baby?'

It was at that precise moment that I woke up in the state that I described at the beginning of all this madness. I rolled groggily out of the bed, aware of my cock throbbing painfully. I had what looked like a very serious hard-on. I checked the time, anything to take my mind off these thoughts that seemed to be consuming me. Much to my own chagrin.

9.30 p.m. on a Friday night! Jeez I needed to get a social life. And stop napping at really weird hours. I had the night and place to myself as Hannah was off one of those old reunions with those crazy friends of hers. I used to really freak out when she went to do that I thought, smiling ruefully. I checked my phone. There was a message from Hannah. I saw it ending in kisses and guessed she was just texting to say she loved me. I tapped it open and read

'Hey babe, just to warn you things might get a bit crazy tonight. Already pretty drunk. You know that I love you though. Wish you were here to fuck me...xxx.'

Huh. That's weird I thought. I'm sure I've seen that before somewhere. I put my phone away with a slight frown on my face before slouching into my chair facing my old friend, the laptop. That's when it hit me. I know where I've seen that before! That was in my fucking story. The one about her fucking other men! What the fuck! It must just be a coincidence.

Obviously I had to check. I went to the hidden folder that contained my erotic stories in and clicked it open. Then I opened up the file entitled, 'The Weekend My Girlfriend Fucked Another Man.' Then I noticed it. The title had changed. It now read:

'This Weekend My Girlfriend Fucks Another Man.'

SHIT