So this story is about a girl I was seeing about a year ago. She was thirty-one, married, skinny with small breasts, glasses, cute in a nerdy, innocent librarian sort of way. My type. Pierced nipples.
So we are fucking fairly regularly, and she brings up the idea that she's talking to some other guy she wants to fuck. Now, I'm okay with this in principle, it wasn't serious, so who am I to say.
But I decided that if she was going to fuck other men, I would be involved.