Betrayed By My Ex

Getting Back Together

Sal has been texting me consistently the past month. Sending good morning texts, I miss you and love you. It’s honestly amazing how consistent he’s being. I text him back my usual responses like I love you, I miss you too, and come over. Sal and I dated throughout high school. We broke up after high school graduation because he wanted to live in a dorm at college. As for me, I stayed behind. I never left our home town. Instead of going to college I opted to work multiple jobs to sustain my lifestyle. Although our lives were far away we stayed in contact with each other. He would help me pay some bills that I couldn’t afford.

My family moved to Mexico right after I graduated. I didn’t want to follow them. They promised they would go and build a life for themselves then they promised to come get me when the time is right. It’s been five years since they left. I’m 23 years old now. Sal is close to my family. He helps me send money to them from time to time. Because of the expenses they decided to stay with their family until they could afford to move again.

“Daisy, my boss wants me to stay after hours. I’ll see you later tonight.”

I texted him back, “Ok.” I decided to make his favorite dish. Pozole. I planned on staying up late anyway. Many of my friends told me to get a certificate. To surprise Sal more I signed up for some online classes at my local community college. School starts next week.

I text him, “I can’t wait for you to move in. Finally we can see each other more often.” He hearts the message. School was not my forte in high school but I decided to give it another shot. If starting my prerequisites were too much for me then I’ll switch to a trade. Anything is better than working under the table at my friend’s nail salon.

It took me a few hours to make the pozole. I spent the night cooking, watching tv, doing some stretches. Excited to see Sal. Since we started living together we’re becoming like a real married couple. He hasn’t said anything about getting back together. I’m not entirely sure where we stand but from what I see it feels like we are. Tonight I want to get to the bottom of it.

(Sal comes home enters entryway.)

“Daisy, I have some exciting news for you!” He takes off his shoes. I walk towards him grabbing his jacket hanging it up. “What is it?” I asked. He follows me to the kitchen. I turn off the stove, pouring a bowl for him then myself. He grabs a lime squeezing it into his bowl adding some cilantro and onions. “This smells amazing! Thank you babe.” He says. I add the same to mine. “You’re welcome. I knew you would like it.” He takes a deep breath. “My boss just gave me a promotion. That means my old position is available. You should take that job. It pays well.” He tasted the pozole. “This is amazing babe!”

“I don’t think I would qualify for your old position. You have a bachelors degree. I don’t have anything.” I told him.

“Don’t worry about it. My boss is accepting applications anyway. He’s willing to make an exception as long as you can do the job. The pay is the same. Give it a shot. It’s easier than waiting for customers at the nail salon.” He said as he continues scarfing down his dinner. “You might earn more money selling plates than the nail salon.” He added.

“Can you help me fill out the application?” I asked. He nodded. Sending me a link on where to apply. “Sure. Let me know what you need help with.” He said.

Although he was right about the nail salon I was hesitant because I didn’t want Sal to recommend me as a potential candidate and I can’t fulfill the job. I have seen it before and heard it all before. Nothing worse than proving someone right then they look down on you for not pursuing higher education.

“Is the job going to be different than what you were doing?” I asked.

“No, it’s the same. You’ll be responding to all his emails in a professional manner. Basically be his assistant. The hours are long but it’s better pay than any entry level job here.” Sal was being honest but for some reason that stung. I worked my ass off with these entry level positions to have what I have now.

“Congratulations on the promotion.” I said awkwardly. I tried to sound happy but I feel he was putting me down. “Thanks babe.” He said with a smile. “So..I just had to ask. What are we?” I continued eating my dinner. “What do you mean?” He asked.

“Are we back together?” I asked with one brow raising.

“Of course babe. If we weren’t I wouldn’t have given you money every month. I’m sorry you were worrying about that. I thought it was clear when I moved in.” His face frowning.

“Thanks for clarifying babe.” I told him. We both finished our dinner. He grabbed the plates washing them in the sink. “I’ll go wash up.” I told him. I love to make myself smell good at night so that he would dream of me or start associating the fragrances I wear with only me. Every time he smells this fragrance anywhere else he will think of me.

Sal came up to the room. I quickly finished up wrapping myself in a towel and he went in after me. Drying myself off. I put on my vanilla lotion all over my body. Spraying some of my gourmand hair mist into my damp hair. I wore my new sexy lingerie set under my nightgown. He’s going to love this. I thought to myself. I can’t remember the last time we were intimate. Hopefully tonight I’ll be irresistible to him.

I dry my hair, brush it out, and got myself into bed. He gets himself ready and gets under the blanket. My back facing him. There’s distance between us. I turn around to find him scrolling on his phone. “What are you looking at?” I asked.

“Nothing. Just scrolling.” He answered. I came right behind him, wrapping my arm around him, “I missed you.” I told him.

He turned around facing me. “Daisy, I miss you too.” I leaned in, he does the same closing the space between us, he kisses me on the lips. One thing led to another.

He touched me in all the right places. I moaned as he continued kissing me. He took off his shorts, pulling my panties to the side, putting a condom on, inserting himself. I missed this and needed him. Tonight something felt off. I didn’t question him. Just went with the flow. He waited until I climaxed a couple times then he finished inside me. He threw the used condom away in the bathroom and went to sleep. Giving me a kiss on the forehead.

We normally don’t use a condom. Lately he’s been wearing one. I didn’t confront him since neither of us want kids right now. I got up and pretended to go towards the bathroom. His back was facing towards me. Quickly I grabbed his phone heading downstairs.