I’m f****** someone I care about, with no intention of pursuing a committed relationship with, while fantasizing about another man. I had such wild s** today, on the eve of Valentine’s Day. I feel a little guilty, since he got me a lovely gift. But goddamn, the s** is hot. Especially when I imagine the guy I’m in love with as the one doing it. I never say names out loud, in case I say the wrong one. To be fair, we mutually agreed to be fwb, and he has no intention of continuing this after a couple more months, when he’ll be in a different state. Still… I guess I should get him something in return.
