I’ve been going back and forth on the idea of leaving my husband, but I have this pit in my stomach about being alone forever or the thought that that could happen.

So, I kinda started “playing the field” and talking to guys a little to see if I would really end up alone, or if it was just my fears. However, things made a turn for the “end of my marriage” when I started talking to my ex, and he wouldn’t stop trying to get me to come over. Finally I agreed to have coffee with him… but we stayed in his car the whole time and I sucked his dick and rode him in the parking lot of Starbucks. Tbh, it was the best thing I’ve done in a longggg time and I loved it