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Things further escalated over the last few weeks. Taylor and Devon have been hooking up much more frequently now, multiple times a week. It’s exactly what I was hoping for when it all started.
The texting has actually slowed down because they’re seeing each other in person so much more. It’s moved past the constant sexting and into logistics, like when they’re meeting up. They also talk about me quite a bit. I’ve been checking the DMs on the tablet, and Devon has started using some pretty degrading nicknames for me. At first, Taylor told him to stop, but he didn’t listen. Now, she doesn’t even react to it. She just ignores the insults and keeps talking to him. It’s like she’s just accepted that he can talk about me however he wants.
We actually hung out with him recently. I joined Taylor for a smoke break once, and we ran into him in the elevator another time. We chatted for maybe twenty minutes. It was weird standing there talking about random stuff with the guy who is fucking my girlfriend. Later, I saw a DM from him where he told Taylor I’m a bore and that he had a hard time keeping a straight face while talking to me. He told her he’d rather just have her come over alone instead of us hanging out as a group.
The most intense part happened the weekend before Christmas. We got pretty drunk on wine at my place, and I told her I was beat and headed to bed early again. I stayed awake and stayed perfectly still in the dark. Just like last time, she waited a few minutes and then slipped out to Devon’s place. Likely because she was pretty drunk or because she thought I would fall asleep immediately, she was not careful at all.
I spent the next hour pressed against the wall. I could hear every single thing. It was the sound of them having sex and the bed frame hitting the wall over and over. Taylor was making these sharp moans and shrieks that she never makes with me. I mean, she was making those noises with me for a while too, but I was almost convinced they were just to let Devon hear them. Now, they sounded real. Maybe it’s just in my head, but that’s how they felt. They felt real. I could hear Devon’s voice too. He was calling her all the same things I used to hear him call his other hookups. Hearing him treat her just like any other woman while he fucked her was incredible. I was sitting there in the dark, and I just kept masturbating. I came more than I ever have in my life.
I didn’t stop until the noises finally ended. I had some time to get myself together before Taylor eventually came back to my place. She went straight to the shower and then crawled into bed. She was out cold in seconds.
During Christmas, Taylor went back home for a few days. Nothing happened between them then, but I stayed behind and heard Devon bring another woman over. It was the same routine as always with the noises through the wall. A few days later I went to see my family, but Taylor actually came back to town early. She met up with Devon again several times while I was still away.
Devon is getting more aggressive about me knowing. He’s been telling Taylor that he’s tired of having to look over his shoulder or wait for me to leave. He wants her to just tell me the truth so he doesn’t have to deal with the secrecy anymore. Taylor told him she will eventually, but she says she wants to ease me into it first so I don’t have a bad reaction.
It’s funny looking back at how I started all of this by dropping hints and trying to nudge her in this direction. Now it has worked so well that she’s actually planning how to tell me about it, and she thinks she’s the one in control of the situation. I’m just waiting to see how she tries to play it. I’ll keep you posted in case something new happens.
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