Used

I started working from home this week.  It is taking some adjustment.  It is just the cat here and me.  I find myself making more calls.  For lack of any other excitement, I will continue with the antics of the Gymnast and myself.

Monday, I text her.

Bathwater:  Last night was totally worth the drive!  Did you get grounded :)?

Gymnast: Should I come over for more?

Bathwater: When now?  What happened to your quarantine?

Gymnast: I left for supplies.  (by supplies, I assumed she meant weed).

Bathwater: What time can you get here?  

Gymnast:  Like an hour tops.

Bathwater: Sounds good.

She showed up shortly after 3:00 p.m. for another marathon session of sex.  The girl is insatiable.  She likes to be tied and has expressed no limits, which can lead my mind down some dark rabbit holes that I have refrained from entertaining.  We said our goodbyes, and I figured it would be the last I would see from her for a few days but later that night, after I was already in bed, she text again.

Gymnast:  Let me come over. I have a toy we can use.  It's been so long since I have had sex.

I agreed, although to be honest, at my age, I was good for a few days.  She brought a vibrator with her.  It is shaped like a U and is meant to be inserted in the vagina while the other side rests on the clit.    

"I am beginning to feel used,"  I tell her be entering her.

"Used in a good way!"  

I don't argue her point.  Menstrual cramps cut the second round shorter.  She assures me once she is done with this quarantine, things will be easier.  She has ghosted me since.  Probably because her period started and I am not needed.  Definitely being used.

"You are never going to be able to be with a woman your own age,"  my friend tells me after hearing about my adventures.

He is probably right.  Even Billy doesn't compete with the Gymnast when it comes to sex, but it is the space between that is void.  My heart still lies in that void.

Break me down, you got a lovely face
We're going to your place
And now you got to freak me out
Scream so loud, getting fuckin' laid 

You want me to stay, but I got to make my way... Crazy Bitch, Buckcherry