I went for some girls that were just my side chick for a few days or some stayed there for longer than a week. Now my main chick was just seeing me part-time and we didn’t fuck as often as before. The truth was that I loved her dearly and I could die if she left.

It went further when I met Thabi at my sister’s birthday party. She was dancing like a snake and I thought about what she could do under the sheets. I was getting used to fucking around while my baby was at home waiting for my undivided attention.

I got with Thabi obviously. Girls were finding it difficult to say no to my charm. Perhaps they thought they could find what Trudy and I had. Or maybe I was too experienced in making girls do what I wanted them to.

Thabi and I got closer than any girl I have fucked before. She knew about Trudy and she had no shit about her. I thought Trudy was a fool until one day she saw a WhatsApp text from Thabi that read:

HI BABY

This was enough to turn her directive mode on. She opened the conversation and read them to her satisfaction. All this was when I was out to the nearby Tuck shop to buy my mother some electricity units.

When I got back, I felt the air was colder. Her face was gloomy and her cheeks were glowing with anger. I didn’t know what had happened, so I asked her if she was OK.

Yes, she nodded. I tried kissing her but she turned away; I tried touching her but she went distant.

“Something is wrong, but I won’t know if you don’t tell me, my love.” I said, obviously worried.

I tried playing our usual games like tickling her, biting her, but nothing. Things got worse when Thabi called in the middle of all that.

“Hello!” I answered.

“Why did you call and hang up?” she asked, but I denied it.

Trudy wanted to go home. I tried to use my charm on her, but no… nothing. I tried to press her weakness buttons, but it was all water through my fingers. I apologised for whatever it is I did or didn’t do.

The following day I tried calling her and texting her, but nothing helped until the day after that. She was hurting and I could feel it in her texts. I was hurting too to be the reason she was crying. I never meant to hurt her, I didn’t even dream about hurting my lovely girlfriend even once. But what did I expect when I allowed Thabi that close? I broke the rules by cheating.

Now I am feeling miserable and I am the only one to blame. She found Glen and I am left heartbroken on the truck trailer’s wheels, making my regrets Jay’s business. Thabi sees a chance to become the main chick now, but I’m not sure if she is gonna fit the seat. Right now, she is my side chick even when I’m single.

That’s her place, I’ll only use her when I need to fuck; and use Jay when my conscience gets too much for me. I’ll have to forgive what Glen did and forget what I had with Trudy. I still wonder if I ever will, but I’ve made my bed and now I have to lie in it.

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