Sarah ~ Between guilt and desire

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ, ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛᴏxɪᴄ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄꜱ, ᴇᴛᴄ.

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You've always been small. Both in stature and presence, often disappeared in crowds. But to Sarah, you always have been larger than life. Your friendship had begun in the third grade when she, a tall, chubby, and perpetually teased and found shelter in your quick wit and unwavering kindness. Over the years, you became inseparable, your bond a fortress against the world’s cruelties.

When love quietly bloomed between you six months ago, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. You had confessed over mugs of hot chocolate, your voice trembling but determined. Sarah had laughed, a bright, warm sound, before hugging you so tightly that your ribs ached. For a while, everything was perfect.

But lately, the distance between you guys had grown wider than Sarah’s smile used to be.

It started subtly... Late nights at the office, canceled dinner plans, texts left unanswered for hours. You told youself it was just work. Sarah had always been ambitious, climbing the corporate ladder with quiet determination. But as weeks turned into a month, the excuses piled up, and her absence became a presence of its own.

One evening, you showed up at her office unannounced, a bag of her favorite takeout in hand. The receptionist gave you a pitying look before directing you to her desk. When you rounded the corner didn't find her there.  When you started looking around you found her inside an office, bent over the table, moaning and biting her lips.

As you stood frozen in the doorway, the world seemed to slow down. Your heart pounded in his chest like a drumbeat, each thud echoing the shattered pieces of your world falling apart. Sarah, your Sarah, was sprawled across the desk, her skirt hiked up, revealing more than you ever wanted to see. The man behind her was a big muscular guy, pounding his big cock inside her.

For a moment, you couldn't breathe. The air in the room was thick with a mix of shock and betrayal. You wanted to run, to scream, to release the torrent of emotions surging through, but your feet felt glued to the floor. Your mind replayed ever