Chapter 2: The discussion
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The sterile white walls of Jack's apartment seemed to close in around him as he sat at his desk, the hum of the ceiling fan the only sound breaking the heavy silence. His heart pounded in his chest as he stared at the blank screen of his laptop, his hands trembling slightly as he reached for the mouse.
He had just come home from Amber's, his mind still reeling from her words, her ultimatum hanging heavy in the air. He wanted to be with her, god, he wanted that more than anything, but the thought of watching another man touch her, fuck her, made his stomach churn.
So, he did the only thing he could think of to prepare himself: he opened his laptop and searched for her name.
The videos loaded quickly, the thumbnails filling the screen with images of Amber, her blonde hair fanned out, her blue eyes filled with lust. He clicked on the first one, his heart pounding in his chest as the video started to play.
Amber was on her knees, her tits bouncing as she sucked off a guy with a cock that made Jack's look like a goddamn pencil. It made Jack feel jealous and insecure, and made him wonder what he had walked into with Amber.
Jack remembered back to when they started dating, and the fact that she was a pornstar had turned him on. He had spent several evenings watching her videos, jerking himself off to them, even. But now that she was almost his, it all felt so very different. What was he going to do?
How was he going to handle seeing Amber with another man? He didn't know, but he knew he had to try. For her, for them.
He called Amber and told he'd come to her work the next day.