Our Listener and our Speaker met while they had both been recently dumped. They hooked up, and continued having casual sex, with the expectation that they were the 'rebound' people and it would only ever be sex. Tonight, our Speaker tells our Listener that she's getting drinks with a new guy, and that sparks something in our Listener. This realization leads to a very frank conversation about their relationship, and where it goes from here...
I parked on the street. I hope I'm not going to get towed. Okay, good.
Yeah, well, I got to your parking lot. There wasn't any parking, so I'm out on the street. But I can only stay, like, a couple of hours tonight? Yeah.
Well, we've been marathoning lately, so I just wanted to put that out there. Mm-hmm. I do have plans.
I met someone, so I'm going to go have a drink and see if there's anything there. Okay, let's get to it. Oh, oh, okay.
No kissing? Okay. Oh, you're in a mood.
All right. Two hours should be enough. Ow.
That was rough. Right from my nipples. Wow.
Okay. Yeah, it feels all right, but are you—okay, hold on, hold on, hold on. Stop, stop, stop.
Are you okay? Well, we've been having sex for quite a while now, and you're not normally this aggressive, I guess. Are you sure? Oh.
No, the lack of kissing was not the problem. Stop. Stop for a second.
What the hell? I mean, we've had rough sex. We've basically walked in the door and ripped our clothes off.
We've done all of that, but you won't even look me in the eye. What is going on here? Okay, if you're not going to be straight with me, I don't really want to do this, because that was strange.
So I'm just going to go, okay? We'll talk next week? What? What? Well, something is clearly bothering you, so why don't you tell me what it is, and then I can decide whether I'm going to leave or whether we're going to do this.
What do you mean, who is he? Does it matter? That wasn't part of the deal.
No. When we started hooking up, it was, well, let's be honest, it was rebound sex. Yeah, you'd been dumped, I'd been dumped, and we were both feeling pretty shitty, so when we met at that bar and decided we were just going to hook up to hook up, seemed like a great solution, and it's been working, but now you're asking me about someone I'm going to have a date with?
That's not in bounds here. Look, I've gotten to know you pretty well over the last couple months, and I've never seen this out of you before, so I don't know what to do with it. I'm not going to apologize for trying to move on with my life when we both knew what this was.
I know, I know we have a good time together, that's the point. You're right, even when we're not having sex, usually between sessions, we do get along. Where's this coming from? Neither one of us have been in the headspace for an actual relationship, which is what made this so great.
So why are you changing the game now? Why are you making this difficult now? It doesn't matter who he is, it doesn't matter where I met him, it doesn't, none of it matters in this room.
And I don't know why you want to know so fucking badly. Why don't you want me to go? This is sex, nothing else.
We like each other too much to go down that road. We have a good thing here. Although, after this, I don't know if we even have that anymore, if it's going to be weird.
Okay, if that's what you want, that we don't have this anymore, then I'm just going to go, because clearly we're not on the same page. Yeah, I'll see you around. Look, that's the second time I've tried to leave and the second time you've stopped me, so I don't want to do this.
No, I just want to have sex, like I'd intended. I shaved my legs, I made sure I was all smelling good, I used the lotion that I know you like. Okay, I'm here.
So, what the hell? What do you mean you're not broken anymore? What the fuck does that even mean? Well, yeah, you were pretty fucking broken when we met.
I was too. How long have you been thinking that? That this might not be just a rebound thing.
Are you only thinking it because I told you I'm going to go out on a date with somebody else? Because if so, that's kind of shitty. Last time was different, I thought we were just trying something new.
I'm not lying. I'm not telling you bullshit, I'm telling you the truth. Okay, you're right.
I knew it wasn't just trying something new. No, we cuddled, and that's not something we do. We eat, we have a chat, we watch TV, we all kinds of things, but cuddling has never been part of it.
Very, very deliberately. Were you planning on talking to me about this before I told you I was going out with somebody else? Or were you just going to tuck that away for later? The timing is just suspicious.
I mean, you see that, right? You get where I'm going with that? I know that we would be really good together.
But can we transition from rebound sex and, let's face it, friendship, to more? Is that what you want to do? Tell me straight up.
Don't make this any more difficult than it already is. Just be straight with me, please. Is that what you want? Okay, now I have a choice to make.
I can walk out of here and go on my date and move on, because clearly whatever we're doing is done in its current form. Or I can cancel my date and we can see where this goes. You're not supposed to fall for the rebound chick, you know that, right? You're not supposed to fall for the one that helped put you back together after you were completely obliterated by your last relationship.
It doesn't end well, usually. Okay, yeah, this is a little different. I agree.
This is outside the box thinking. Well, I don't know what I want to do. What do you want to do? What do you want me to do? Do you want me to cancel my date? Is that going to make you feel better? Is that going to miraculously make this work? You want me to stay.
You know what? Okay. Yes, okay.
Okay. I felt the shift too. And if I'm being completely honest, that is why I agreed to have a drink tonight with someone else.
Because it scared the shit out of me. Tell me you're not afraid of this. Tell me this isn't completely terrifying.
That the one person you've come to depend on over the last few months, the person who got you, who understood every little thing you were going through, could possibly not be around anymore because you tried something and it didn't work. That doesn't scare the shit out of you. Well, it does me.
Obviously, it's not just sex. You're my friend. And having someone that was going through the same bullshit that I was, combined with really fucking good sex, just made that whole thing easier.
We don't even talk about that stuff anymore because I feel like we put it to rest together. And now, you're standing here telling me that you want a relationship, and I, against every instinct I have, I do too. And I'm terrified of it.
I don't want to wake up six months from now and think that we've made a mistake because we're just not as compatible as we thought we were. I've done that before. I've jumped headfirst without thought, without knowing where I was going to land, without any of it.
I did that, and look where it got me. It got me on a bar, drowning my sorrows in whiskey, finding my rebound guy, trying to pick myself up and put myself back together after what I thought was it. I don't want to do that again.
I don't want to go there. I don't want to do that. I want, yeah, I want guarantees, I guess.
They don't exist, but you've always been there. Since we met, you've been there. And the idea that you might not be you might not be, just makes my stomach hurt.
But I feel like now, no matter what we do, it's gone. If I walk out of here and I pretend I don't have feelings and you don't have feelings, we're still not going to be the way we were. And if we go ahead with this, we're not going to be the way we were.
Like I said, decision. I want to stay. Yeah, you're right.
Some things are worth the risk, and I think this could be, but we're going to have to, we're going to have to really take it slow. Oh god, no, that's not what I mean. We can still have sex, because that part works.
I mean, the emotional stuff, the commitment, the, all of it, except the sex. We've got that covered. Yeah, I mean it.
So you better come over here and kiss me now, so that I stop talking and I stop spinning this around in my head and I stop talking myself out of it. I mean, I don't want to do that. I don't want to do that.
I don't want to do that. I want to get out of what I really, really want to do. And that's, that's be with you.
So can you just, just shut me up. Yeah, like that. Okay, that's better.
Yeah, yeah, that's, that's a lot better. Let's get naked. Oh, I'm shaky.
Why am I shaky? We've done this a million times. I told you, I use that lotion you like, so I should smell good.
Now do you want to try again with my breasts and maybe be gentle this time? Oh, right for the mouth. Oh yes.
What are you gonna do, bend me backwards over your arm like some fucking heroine in a trashy romance novel? Yeah. No, I'm not complaining.
You want to, you want to do that, you do that. Okay, I'm complaining. Yeah, I want more.
So can we go? I don't care. Floor, kitchen, couch, bed.
I don't. Yeah, the floor is good. Well, I think we discovered that last time we did it on the floor.
It was really good. Just fucking get on top of me. Oh.
We haven't even taken our pants off. Why are you pressing that into me? Well, I didn't say it doesn't feel good.
It feels fucking fantastic. Anytime your cock is touching me anywhere, it feels fantastic. Yeah, keep rocking it against me.
Okay, okay, enough, enough, enough. Well, I was pre-gaming before I came over because I didn't want it to take forever. That sounds horrible.
You know what I mean. I didn't. Anyway, I knew I was on a time frame, so I may have gotten started.
Yeah, yeah, that is my wet pussy. Oh, well, I guess if you want to put it that way, it's yours now, too. I don't care.
Just keep touching me. Just keep touching me. What's better? I mean, I have an idea, but.
.. Oh, oh, oh, God. Yeah, I do love it when you do this.
No, we don't do it all that often, do we? Do you just remember everything I say? I did tell you that when we first started having sex, that you going down on me was a bad idea.
It's a little too intimate. We haven't done it a whole lot for that reason. Usually when I need to cum and that gets me.
It's so different now. You can spend as much time with your mouth buried in my pussy as you want. Yes.
Well, I'm kind of rambling because I'm nervous because this feels like, I don't know, the first time, although we were kind of semi-intoxicated the first time we hooked up. Whatever. Anyway, it doesn't matter.
Yes, yes, it feels so good. I see that grin. I see you looking up at me.
Yes, lick my pussy. No, I didn't cum. I pre-gamed.
I didn't finish. No, I basically edged myself with my fingers. You're not starting from zero down there.
Oh god, that's so good. You really do have the best fucking tongue. Oh yes, suck, right there, right there.
That is the spot. That's the spot I put your fingers on when you're fucking me too, if you really pay attention to it. Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh, oh, fuck.
No, I'm gonna cum in your fucking mouth. Oh, the way you're holding my hips and you're just devouring me like a feast is fucking amazing. I'm gonna go.
Yes, yes. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh, okay, okay, stop.
Get your pants off. Oh, I want your cock. I thought that was obvious.
Oh, wait. Okay, you want to just lay on top of me and kiss me? You do that.
Your arms around me. Well, don't you want me to return the favor? Oh, okay, I want you inside me too.
Get your pants off. Um, condom. Well, I have some in my bag.
Um, would it be completely crazy if we didn't use one? That isn't really the issue, but neither of us are with anybody else, right? If we're gonna do this, let's do it right.
Okay, no condom. Just us. Oh, yeah, pull my breasts out.
Okay, I'm ready. Why do I feel nervous? Why do I feel like this is a first time? Right, it's a new beginning.
Oh, God, that will never get old. No, the way you stretch me when you slide in, you always know just the right angle. Fair, I did rather vocally tell you early on.
See, you know me and I know you. Are you just gonna hold still for a minute? Oh, why are we on our sides? Oh, yes, hold me.
Hold me while you fuck me. Oh, that's so nice. Well, I kind of like being wrapped around you.
Oh, yeah, this is the cuddling that we didn't ever allow before. We were crazy. We were absolutely fucking crazy.
Oh, your chest against mine, your cock moving inside me, your arms around me. I'm not one for jealousy, but I think you are served a purpose tonight, a very good purpose. Oh, God, I love it.
Yeah. Yeah, I love your forehead pressed against mine. Your arms just keep getting tighter around me.
Mmm, and this is a really good angle on our sides like this. Oh, yes. You have fit perfectly inside me since the first time we did this.
Yeah, yeah. Oh, God, yes, yes, yes, yes. No, no, don't let go.
Don't let go. You don't have to now. I think you're swelling.
Are you close? Yeah, yeah, come for me. Come with me, okay? Just keep rocking your hips against me.
Come with me. Oh, yes. I feel everything.
Mmm, especially the way your arms are locked around me while you empty your cock inside me. Yes, yes. Mmm, okay, let's go to the bed.
Yeah, the floor was fun, but I want to curl up with you in your bed, okay? Is that okay? Yeah, yeah, I'll spend the night.
I've never done that before, but yeah. I'm just gonna send a message real quick. Um, oh, yeah, if I'm gonna spend the night, we need to move my car.