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Two
I tried again a few days later; to see if he would let me in. I waited outside for 10 minutes before I just opened the door and went in. He didn't stop me or tell me to leave, but he didn't ask me to stay. He just sat on the couch, staring out the window. Alone.
When I sat down next to him he didn't even seem to notice. He didn’t move when I hesitantly placed an arm around him. He didn't speak when I laid my head on his shoulder. He didn’t even realize I was there.
I stared out the window with him.
Then I realized it wasn't the window he was staring at. It was the picture on the sill - of him and Dana, the night they got engaged.
I felt an invisible hand grab hold of my heart and pull it down into my stomach.
I hurt for him. He couldn't hurt anymore right now. He just couldn’t feel it… he couldn’t feel anything...
I stared back out the window, and not two minutes later a car pulled up. I recognized it as Mike's.
With a sigh I stood back up and met him at the door. I held it out for him as I stepped out. "He's not there anymore," I said quietly.
Mike just nodded, understanding. He was the only other person that knew about what had been going on between Vince and I. He had walked in on us once, and not knowing what to do he just stood there and gawked. Vince decided that, when he couldn’t get Mike's attention enough to point out to him that they were busy, he would just finish. So he had stood there and watched us fuck for who knows how long, even pulled his own dick out and started stroking off. When Vince was done with me, he told me to go finish off Mike, and I sucked him off, as commanded.
Then we had had a long talk.
Vince was engaged, just not to me. That of course meant that not only was this bad, but it was terrible. But he kept quiet.
He even asked if he could join one time.
We let him.
When I sat down next to him he didn't even seem to notice. He didn’t move when I hesitantly placed an arm around him. He didn't speak when I laid my head on his shoulder. He didn’t even realize I was there.
I stared out the window with him.
Then I realized it wasn't the window he was staring at. It was the picture on the sill - of him and Dana, the night they got engaged.
I felt an invisible hand grab hold of my heart and pull it down into my stomach.
I hurt for him. He couldn't hurt anymore right now. He just couldn’t feel it… he couldn’t feel anything...
I stared back out the window, and not two minutes later a car pulled up. I recognized it as Mike's.
With a sigh I stood back up and met him at the door. I held it out for him as I stepped out. "He's not there anymore," I said quietly.
Mike just nodded, understanding. He was the only other person that knew about what had been going on between Vince and I. He had walked in on us once, and not knowing what to do he just stood there and gawked. Vince decided that, when he couldn’t get Mike's attention enough to point out to him that they were busy, he would just finish. So he had stood there and watched us fuck for who knows how long, even pulled his own dick out and started stroking off. When Vince was done with me, he told me to go finish off Mike, and I sucked him off, as commanded.
Then we had had a long talk.
Vince was engaged, just not to me. That of course meant that not only was this bad, but it was terrible. But he kept quiet.
He even asked if he could join one time.
We let him.