So the ex made a suggestion that was so hard to refuse... she found out about me masturbating one day while she was in the house. (Hey, when you feel the urge, just gotta make the best of it.) I kinda forgot to put away the lube. 
Needless to say, she found it and began to playfully bug me about it.
So whatever, day goes on. Later that night when I'm about to head to bed, she asks for a hug goodnight. Sure, why not. During said hug, she tells me of how horny she's been all day because of what I was doing earlier. Well fuck... instant hard on.
Now, little history. We own a house together, so we're trying to be friends, and maybe, just maybe work on our relationship. We've got issues and I want to work them out before we go further as friends, relationship, or have to head our different ways. I really don't want to just jump back into bed with her and hope for the best.
So, now because of her, I have this hard on, and I have to refuse. I hate being a nice guy... you have any idea how hard it is to sleep like that. Hell, I woke up just as horny as I had gone to sleep. The dirty texts that went back and forth the next morning didn't help either. As soon as I got home, back upstairs with the lube.
Needless to say, she found it and began to playfully bug me about it. So whatever, day goes on. Later that night when I'm about to head to bed, she asks for a hug goodnight. Sure, why not. During said hug, she tells me of how horny she's been all day because of what I was doing earlier. Well fuck... instant hard on.
Now, little history. We own a house together, so we're trying to be friends, and maybe, just maybe work on our relationship. We've got issues and I want to work them out before we go further as friends, relationship, or have to head our different ways. I really don't want to just jump back into bed with her and hope for the best.
So, now because of her, I have this hard on, and I have to refuse. I hate being a nice guy... you have any idea how hard it is to sleep like that. Hell, I woke up just as horny as I had gone to sleep. The dirty texts that went back and forth the next morning didn't help either. As soon as I got home, back upstairs with the lube.