“You know they engaged, right?”
“Sure.”
“Don’t you think they would sleep together since they will be married?”
“I flipped when he said he was engaged. I wanted to cut it off right then, but he kept coming back. I kept punishing him for that, but after a while, I made my peace with it. If they would sleep together… I don’t know. I don’t want to think about that, man! I mean…Ross… If you think they do, don’t tell me, and if you know they do, make sure you will not tell me. I am dangerous when I feel angry and sad.”
“Should I feel worried for Karl?”
“No, I am not a brute. Well, I can be, but no, I would never hurt him more than he wants me to, but that guy wouldn’t be able to sit for weeks if I found out they fucking. And I personally just don’t want to know if they do!”
I felt like I didn’t understand anything at this point…
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“Did you tell Karl about Kyle and me? I mean, the blowjob?”
“No. I thought about it but decided it’s none of my business, and it’s not like Karl should care.” Don said it like it should have made sense… It didn’t at all!
“Thanks.”
“Sure.”
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I moved and hit something with my leg. I looked around and started chuckling when I remembered Kyle telling me about their fight that morning.
“You don’t get told off for having him in such a mess? I remember I wanted to punch him every time he stood above me to clean something I spilled by mistake or didn’t put away back when he was my boss.”
He started laughing.
“Oh, yeah! He tried it! One of the best hate-fucks we had. He still keeps doing that sometimes, but now he knows that it would result in him being pinned against it and fucked hard, so he uses it only when he feels like being punished. Now he just usually cleans it himself or deals with it.”
I had to laugh. Those two are striking opposites, but it seems it’s working for them.
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“If Kyle knows, would it be ok if I told him I know it too?”
“I suppose so. But man, seriously, be careful.”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t go deep for him.” He looked into his bottle. “It may sound great having no commitments, amazing sex, and bitch on demand, but in the end, even when you think you want something like that, it gets lonely.” Don looked at me sincerely. “You will not be the person he can wake up with each morning, and you start to cherish those mornings he does. I tell you, man, I love casual sex, but it’s a fucking heartache once you start to care. And I can tell you already do, in a way.”
“Don’t worry, man. I am not looking for a husband. Most of my hookups are married men.”
“I’ve been there, Ross. Trust me, I know. Just take my advice. Don’t let it get too deep.”
I felt sorry for him. Now I could see how tough it may have been for Don. Damn! Over three years, being someone’s secret, and in a few months, Karl will be married! That must have been harsh.
“Thanks, Don.”
“Sure.”
“I will go now. Can I be sure you will not say anything to Karl?”
“I am a man of my word.”
I nodded. “Thank you.”
“Good luck.”
“Thanks,” I handed him my bottle.
“You didn’t even drink it?”
“I am driving, man.”
“Right.”
“See you at Ben’s at New Year’s?”
“You bet.”
I left with more questions than answers in the end…