Are you thinking of me?

 Random pieces of dialogues with Jay

“Are you still so worried about divorcing as last time I saw you?”

“No actually. I followed your advice (note to reader: the advice was: buy some lubricant and use it) and have reached an agreement, we now have sex every time I want to”

I failed to choke with laughter at this because it is true that I told him to stop complaining and that if his wife did not want to have sex he should find a way to fix it but the first thing to do was use lubricant. Also this kind of agreement seems a bit sad to me but who am I to say anything? It’s not like my life is much better from this pov.

I also don’t really know why I end up having this kind of conversation with coworkers - no wonder they see me more like a Bro than a woman.

But it didn’t look like he was thinking of me like a Bro later when he kissed me.

I’m wondering Jay, are you thinking of me when you fuck her?