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He walked in just as I was basting his girlfriend’s cervix with my gravy.Not the woman herself, because she was actually really easy.Less than an hour after meeting her, we were in her room with her feet pointed at the ceiling and my balls bouncing off her butt cheeks with each thrust.“I guess I’ll call Uber then,” Dove sighed, flipping through her phone.“Come on, I’ll give you a ride,” I said, grabbing her shoulders and turning her towards the door. “Well, you can wait around here for ten minutes until a car picks you up, or we can leave now,” I pointed out, pushing her out the door. ” Ryan called out, using her real name as he saw Dove getting out of the car. “My car wouldn’t start, he gave me a ride,” Dove said as I took my cue and left.“Go ahead and start getting ready while I finish up this little bit,” I said.“Just kick me out when you’re ready.” “I could give you a key and tell you to lock up after yourself, just don’t let Ryan find you here if we come back here after dinner,” Dove said, laughing as she headed up the stairs to get ready.Probably my biggest conquest was banging the prom queen, during prom, while her quarterback boyfriend waited for her to come back from the bathroom completely unaware that she actually had her legs wrapped around my waist begging me to fuck her harder.Of course, that all changed when I picked the wrong woman freshman year of college.“I’ll take that as ‘get out now before my boyfriend gets here’,” I said, laughing as I stood up from the piano. From the first time I met Dove’s boyfriend, Ryan, we hadn’t exactly gotten along.I didn’t mind him, he seemed like a nice enough guy, but boy did he give me the stinkeye every time he saw me.