It was 12:30 am when Mike and Sasha had come from a friend’s party heading home. Mike was in the car driving Sasha first so that he could also go home. Suddenly, Mike stopped the car at the side of the road in the middle of the woods. “Why are you stopping?” Sasha asked him. Mike then turned off the ignition and laid back on the seat as he turned to Sasha. “You know I love you, right?” he said. “Of course I do,” said Sasha. Mike then moved closer to her and began caressing her cheeks. “Mike, this isn’t the time. Look, I’m really tired and I had to much too much to drink.” “Well, I’m not tired. Neither did I have too much to drink,” he said. Mike gently touched her thighs as he smiled. “Mike stop….that tickles,” said Sasha as she laughed. “Come here,” said Mike as he pulled her slowly towards him. Mike then gave a kiss on the lips. Sasha could not help but gaze at him. Mike continued kissing her down to her neck as he held her tightly in his arms never wanting to let her go.
“Let’s jump to the backseat,” he said. “Okay,” Sasha agreed. Sasha then went to the backseat and laid herself as she took off her sweatshirt and skinny jeans. Mike took off his T-shirt and unzipped his trousers and laid himself on Sasha’s body. The two kissed while running their hands on each others bodies. “Turn around,” Mike said. Sasha did as she was instructed. Before Mike was ready to take off his boxers, a voicemail sounded from his phone from one of the pockets of his trousers,”Hey babe, I sent you those you those nudes you asked for. Hope you like them. (Laughing).” “Who the hell is that?!” Sasha asked in fury. “Babe, I……I….I can explain,” said Mike as he was confused. “Explain what? Get the fuck off me you asshole!” Sasha pushed him as she put her clothes back on and went to the front-seat. “Sasha, look…I don’t even know who that is.” Sasha remained quiet and ignored him. “Just get me home, you idiot,” she said. Mike put his clothes back on…….disappointed in himself as he went to the front-seat. He started the car and drove Sasha home. They finally reached. “Look, Sasha….can we just talk about this?” “Why don’t look at those nudes that whore sent you? I’m sure they’re much important than us talking,” said Sasha as she got out the car and slammed the door,” You’re such an asshole.”