When she comes out to the car she catches me a little off guard by saying, “Hey, why don’t we skip the dinner, go back into my apartment, and have crazy sex?” I’m pretty shocked by this, but even more shocked by my reaction as I say, “I think we should go eat dinner.” It doesn’t take me long to search for an answer as to why I passed up free grudge-fucking with my ex-girlfriend—Alyna. I don’t want to cheat on Alyna. At face value, not wanting to cheat on Alyna should bother me, but as I stare at Casey I’m almost calmed by the fact that at the moment I really only want to fuck Alyna and no one else. Casey gets in the car, puts her hand right on my dick, and says, “Then after dinner, I want you to come back here and fuck me silly.” Despite the fact that Casey is carrying the doomseed of my life in her gut, this gets me pretty horny, but as soon as I get a hard-on I start thinking about Alyna and I know I don’t want to fuck Casey.
