We need to talk. I have something to admit to you. Do you remember my ex, Justin? I ran into him this morning. We ended up getting to catch up. So much had changed with him. He was so happy and looked so good. We were a little tipsy, and he kissed me. At first I pulled back because….I’m with you. We’re together. We’re supposed to be in love. But I didn’t want to pull back so I leaned back in and kissed him. It was like we were never apart. It was like that time we spent away from each other didn’t exist. Like we were at a better place than before. I felt guilty because we’re together, but I wanted it. I wanted to be with him. I wanted to feel him again. No I don’t know if you’re going to like hearing this, but I’m going to tell you everything that happened because I don’t want to keep anything from you. I’ll tell you ever single detail. I want you to know everything. I need to tell you something else. You’ve never been able to satisfy me….sexually. You can’t make me cum. You can’t even rub my clit right. You can’t hit my g-spot. Everything you do is wrong. I hate having sex with you. I fake it with you so much. I shouldn’t have to fake pleasure. Justin always made me cum. I don’t even remember why we broke up. What are we going to do? Things can’t stay the same, and my panties are full of another man’s cum. If you want to be with me things are going to be a lot different. You can’t be my boyfriend anymore. But I think we can work something out. We can still live together. You’re going to move your things into the guest room. You know I love your wallet so much and this house. I think you’re a pretty good friend….I just don’t want you as my boyfriend so I’m breaking up with you. I’ve decided that you can watch Justin fuck me. He agreed it was ok. This is the only way we can be together. Justin’s coming over soon to fuck me again in what used to be our bedroom.