After an action packed couple days with Kayla, I had to return home to the real world. There were lots of Christmas parties and fun things going on, and I found myself thinking of Kayla less than I had been. Of course, I would still daydream about her on a daily basis, but it wasn’t as extreme as before.

On top of that, Jess, the redhead I had been hooking up with, was coming around more often. I even went to one of her friend’s holiday parties. I was in no way ready to commit, but was developing deeper feelings for her the more we hung out.

Kayla was texting me pretty regularly at this point. If she caught me at the right time, I would be fully into it - sharing pictures and dirty talk with her. But, there were many times I was hanging out with Jess or with my friends/family, and I wasn’t able to go back and forth with her.

I was getting the sense from Kayla’s tone that she was becoming impatient with me as she sensed my growing distance. In mid December, Kayla texted me saying she didn’t want to see me again. I was hanging with Jess and all I could really reply with was that I was sorry to hear that but I understood.

Kayla sent me some snarky texts in reply but I just ignored them. I was sorry to lose the chance to fuck her again, but I knew that I couldn’t give her the level of attention she was looking for.

A week later I had started my Christmas break from work. I was hanging around my apartment when I saw a text come in from Kayla. She had sent me a photo of her big sexy tits. She was laying down and they looked amazing. When I looked closely, I noticed her tits were covered with cum.

I was confused. I knew that picture wasn’t taken by me or with me. Why would she want to send me that? Was it a mistake? I didn’t reply as I was trying to figure out how to best respond. Kayla followed up with another text: “I met a guy about your age at the bar who reminded me of you, I think he loved my tits even more than you did”.

“She’s fucking crazy”, I thought to myself as I digested her text. I was mad and then eventually started feeling jealous, which I’m sure was her intention. I decided to leave it alone and not respond, but couldn’t get her out of my head. The picture, wondering what she did with the guy, and wishing it was me instead while also being really mad at her.

Kayla called me the next day and apologized. She explained she was super drunk when she sent that text and realized how fucked up it was. She says she missed me and felt rejected so she went out looking for a younger guy like me.