Enough with the Rivalry

"I had sex 6 times yesterday with 2 different guys" I told Sam and Pedro as we got breakfast Friday morning.

I arrived at Jon's on wednesday evening. He greeted me near the subway stop wearing an unattractive po' boy hat. All the fantasizing I had done earlier was gone. I didn't feel as excited to see him as I thought I would. 

We got to his place and I dropped my stuff off thinking we would get it on. Instead, we immediately left for dinner in Little Italy with his best friend. During the entire dinner, we listened to the friend moan about his divorce proceedings. Last time I saw the best friend, his wife was pregnant...

I decided to do what I do best, which is get drunk off another person's money. Jon and I got back to his place, tore off each other's clothes and had great sex. Finally...

The next day, we had sex a few more times but weren't connecting otherwise. Our conversations were bland. Jon seemed to be affected by his best friend's divorce and went on and on about how much relationships suck and how his ideal marriage would involve living in separate homes.

I had enough and told him I needed to hitch a ride to the Hamptons that night instead of the next morning. I called up OleMiss and told him I would be in NYC soon, then left Jon's place knowing that would be the last time I ever saw him. 

When I got to OleMiss's place, the atmosphere was much lighter and the mood much hornier. We watched some TV, drank wine and chatted. Then he pulled me over for a kiss and off we went. I was thinking the whole time that I should have cancelled on Jon because I would have LOVED more OleMiss.

We went to a concert that night on the pier, went out drinking some more, came home and tore off our clothes again. The next morning he begged me to stay, but I had to hop in a car to the glamorous Hamptons...