Pity sex

All the signs of pity sex was there. The subtle body touching. The not flirting, but pretending to flirt. So, I decided I was going to take full advantage of the situation.

When it was time, I went all the way. All the chips on the table. As passionate as possible. All in an attempt to see if the next day it would be what pushes her to want it again.

Long foreplay with neck kissing, gentle biting. Going down on her for several Os, using toys until we needed a second towel under us. The pillow used as a muffling device so the neighbors wouldn’t call the cops. Ending with a mix of slow and sensual to pounding and hair pulling. All ending with needing to help to the bathroom from her legs shaking. Visibly satisfied over and over again.

The next day, tried to initiate conversation about it… see if anything. Nothing. Tried to insinuate I wanted it again like that, a grin is all I got.

Unreal. I don’t get it. After that all I wanted to do is go again and again. Her.. zero interest.