<p>Hey there! It appears as though I wrote part 2 of this but forgot to post it. Sorry about that! Here it is. <a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy?filters[tag]=longest%20breakup">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="48072553" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>From: sweetsammie@gmail.com</p><p>To: todd102@gmail.com</p><p>Date: January 31, 2019</p><p>Subject: Re: A Date</p><p>So, I know you’re probably going to be mad, but I have to tell you this anyway.</p><p>I went out with Jason last night. It’s not what you think it is, though! It wasn’t just some casual date. He had tickets to the Cardi B show and he asked me if I wanted to go with him. You know me. You know I couldn’t say no.</p><p>I asked him if I could buy the other ticket off of him. I didn’t say it was so you can I could go, but he said no. He said the only way I could go is if I went with him. Otherwise he was going to ask another girl. I’m sorry, baby, but I just couldn’t turn it down.</p><p>The concert was amazing, by the way. I mean, of course it was. She’s incredible. She’s just so fucking incredible.</p><p>I know I said I wasn’t going to do anything with him again, so I know I broke my promise. You can totally be mad at me. That’s okay. I just had to go. I don’t even know how he got the tickets. They’re so damn expensive. He did, though, and I had to go with him.</p><p>So, there’s one other thing I need to tell you. I’m pretty sure this thing is worse than going to the concert.</p><p>You see, I felt like I needed to do something for him. He got the tickets and he took me, after all. That was really, really generous of him. I mean, it was really amazing. He could have taken anyone and he took me and it was the most incredible experience.</p><p>So I wanted to do something for him. So I did.</p><p>I know I shouldn’t have, but I gave him a handjob.</p><p>I know. I know that’s bad. I know it’s really bad for a girlfriend to give a handjob to another guy. I know that’s what I did. I’m really sorry. It’s just, I felt like I had to.</p><p>I didn’t start out thinking I was going to jerk him off. I really didn’t. It’s just that he kissed me when we got back to campus. It happened before I could stop it. Then it just kept happening because I didn’t want to stop it.</p><p>I feel like such a slut typing that. I feel like the worst girlfriend in the world. I just couldn’t stop myself. He’s such a good kisser, baby. It’s incredible. The things he does with his tongue are out of this world.</p><p>So, I got kind of worked up while we were kissing. I could feel that he was kind of worked up too. He was hard, you know. Like really hard. Like it was pressing into me as we were standing there kissing.</p><p>He told me his roommates were out. He asked me if I wanted to go up to his room. I said yes. I shouldn’t have, but I did.</p><p>I said yes because I wanted to thank him. I know that sounds like the craziest thing in the world, but as soon as he asked me to go up to his room I knew I was going to give him a handjob. I was going to jerk him off, make him cum, and then leave. I was going to do it because I wanted to thank him for taking me to the concert.</p><p>We started kissing again on his bed. His hands were moving all over me. He was getting me so turned on. I had to make sure things didn’t get out of hand, so I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.</p><p>I stroked him while we kissed. It felt really good. His cock is beautiful. Is that weird to say? It’s true, but is it weird? You probably don’t want to hear that another guy has a really nice cock. Sorry about that.</p><p>He kept telling me how good it felt and moaning. I was so turned on. The whole thing was so fucking hot. I know it’s crazy. I know I shouldn’t have been. I shouldn’t have even gone to his room. I couldn’t help it though.</p><p>Once he started leaking precum I knew he was going to nut. I stroked him faster. I kissed him again. I even sucked on his tongue a little. He really seemed to like that. I’ll bet he was thinking about getting a blowjob from me.</p><p>I give pretty good handjobs, right? You know how they feel. You seem to like them. You always cum really quickly. You make those cute little moaning noises and then hold your breath right before you’re about to blow your load.</p><p>Jason is a little louder. He’s a talker, too. He told me how good it felt, how sexy I was, how much he was into me. It was all coming out as he was getting really close to his orgasm.</p><p>Then he came. What a huge load. I mean, it was incredible. I’ve never seen so much cum. I haven’t jerked off that many guys, but he definitely shot the biggest load. He had the biggest cock, too, I suppose. By at least a couple of inches.</p><p>Should I not have said that? I know guys can be really sensitive about the size of their dicks. You don’t have to be sensitive, though, baby. Yours is really nice. It’s really, really nice.</p><p>I feel bad. Why don’t I come over tonight and give you a handjob? That would feel good, wouldn’t it? That would kind of make it even, right?</p><p>From: sweetsammie@gmail.com</p><p>To: todd102@gmail.com</p><p>Date: February 6, 2019</p><p>Subject: Re: A Date</p><p>You were so sweet last night. You really were. You were sweet and understanding. You were an absolutely perfect boyfriend. I’m such a lucky girl.</p><p>Somehow you knew what I was thinking. You knew that I was lying a little bit when I said I didn’t feel anything for Jason. You knew that something had developed there.</p><p>I can’t think of another guy that would have been willing to do what you did. I mean, you told me I could go on a real date with him. You told me I could forget all about being nervous and scared that you were going to be mad.</p><p>That’s really, really sweet of you. I’m going to go on that date this weekend. It’s going to be a real date this time. We’re going to see what happens. Maybe it will amount to nothing. Maybe there will be some feelings. Who knows, maybe I’ll have two boyfriends at some point? That would be kind of fun, wouldn’t it?</p><p>You still want me as your girlfriend, right? You like the blowjob I gave you last night, didn’t you? That was a really nice reward for being an understanding, sweet, sympathetic boyfriend, wasn’t it?</p><p>I had fun. It turns out that I like giving blowjobs, especially to a sweet guy like you.</p><p>Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you. I know it’s really unusual that I’m going to go on a date with Jason while I’m still your girlfriend, so I’m really grateful that you’re letting it happen. Thank you for that. I’ll let you know how it goes.</p><p>From: sweetsammie@gmail.com</p><p>To: todd102@gmail.com</p><p>Date: February 8, 2019</p><p>Subject: Re: A Date</p><p>I know I said I’d call last night to tell you how the date went. Sorry about that.</p><p>The date went really late. We ended up staying up until a little after 3 a.m. I didn’t want to call that late. I didn’t want to wake you up.</p><p>I guess it’s obvious, but it went really well.</p><p>It was just one date, of course, but I had a lot of fun. We talked. We held hands. We did some kissing, too. Okay, we did a lot of kissing. Jason is a really good kisser. There’s something so confident about him when he’s kissing me. It’s something in the way he moves his hands over my body. I don’t know. I just want to melt into him.</p><p>I know it’s probably not what you were hoping. I’m sorry about that.</p><p>The thing is, I really like both of you. I like Jason a lot. I like you a lot.</p><p>What would you think about me seeing both of you? Would that be really weird? That’s what I’d like to do. I’d like to date you both. I want to be your girlfriend. I want to be his girlfriend too.</p><p>It’s going to make things a little harder, but I think we can make it work. I made another date with Jason tonight, so I won’t be able to see you. We can see each other tomorrow, though. Would that be okay?</p><p>Oh, you should probably also know that I went down on Jason last night. Yeah, there was some naughty fun included in all the talking we did. I’m seeing him now though, so that’s okay, right? It’s not like I cheated on you. It’s not like before. You gave me permission to go on this date. You must have known that something might happen.</p><p>You’re not jealous, are you? You’re not going crazy with jealousy because I had him in my mouth, are you?</p><p>You know I like to please. You can’t be all that surprised, right? After jerking him off last week I couldn’t help it. I wanted to know what it was like to blow him. I wanted to suck on his beautiful cock. I wanted to make him moan as I took him in my mouth and wrapped my lips around him.</p><p>Wow, I’m actually getting a little turned on just typing that out. Is that crazy? That probably doesn’t turn you on, does it? It probably bothers you. It shouldn’t, though. You set me free, remember. You gave me permission to see him and I took it. I probably went further than you would have liked, but that’s okay. I’ll come back to you. I will. I promise.</p><p>Remember, I’m going to see Jason again tomorrow.</p><p>From: sweetsammie@gmail.com</p><p>To: todd102@gmail.com</p><p>Date: February 9, 2019</p><p>Subject: Re: A Date</p><p>Are you looking forward to seeing me tonight? I’ll bet you are. I’ll bet you’re going crazy for me :)</p><p>I thought you might like an update on the Jason situation before we see each other tonight. It seems like this stuff is easier to talk about over email. I don’t know. It just seems like it might be weird to be saying all this stuff in person, you know?</p><p>So obviously I had another date with Jason last night. He took me to dinner and then we went out to this 18 and over club. We spent a few hours dancing. I was in this really short skirt. I actually bought it yesterday just for Jason.</p><p>It worked, too. He couldn’t keep his hands off of me. It was incredible.</p><p>He made me cum. It was after the club. We found our way to a bench as we were walking back. We were kissing furiously. He put his hand under my skirt, pulled aside my thong, and played with my pussy until I came. Can you believe that? I came in public. I had a fucking orgasm in public and I didn’t even care. I just wanted to get off.</p><p>It was so good. So fucking good. I’m actually wet right now. I just put my fingers in my panties and I’m soaked just thinking about it. That was just his fingers, too. Imagine what he could do with his cock.</p><p>Was that too much? Is that not something I should be asking you to imagine? Is that really pushing it? You’ve been pretty great. You’re basically sharing me with another guy and now I’m telling you to think about him fucking me. Sorry about that.</p><p>Don’t worry. We didn’t fuck. I did go down on Jason again, though. I mean, of course I did. How could I not? He made me cum so hard that I absolutely had to make him cum.</p><p>His roommates were all in the room by the time we got back, so Jason took me to the study room down at the end of the dorm hall. He blocked the door with a chair and I got on my knees in front of him.</p><p>I have to say, I felt really slutty. I was on my knees. He was leaning against the wall. I had his cock out of his zipper and I was working him. It was one of those quick, wet, sloppy kind of blowjobs designed to make a guy cum as fast as possible. I’ve given you a few of those. You remember the one right before Christmas? Weren’t your parents waiting in the car?</p><p>Anyway, I gave Jason one of those. I sucked him off in the study room and I swallowed his cum. It’s pretty sweet, by the way. It actually tastes a lot better than yours. That doesn’t really matter, but there you have it.</p><p>So that’s two blowjobs in two days for Jason. I wonder what will happen when I see you tonight. Do you think I’ll go down on you? Are you going to be a good enough boyfriend to deserve a blowjob tonight?</p><p>I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?</p>