The Switch - Sex Stories

The Switch

Marcus was sitting in the corner of the restaurant he agreed to meet his girlfriend Katrina at. He had been eagerly waiting for her at first but after a while with no sign of her, he switched to being glued to his phone.

He was trading messages with a woman named Rita who was asking him to switch weekends with him. “Who’s Rita?” Katrina suddenly appeared behind him, peering over his shoulder. “Why do you have to switch shifts with her?”

“When did you get here?” Marcus was startled. He had not heard her approaching at all.

“Normally you stand to greet me,” she continued to scold him. He stood up and went to hug her but she just sat down, ignoring him. He frowned as he sat back down. He had been dating Katrina for six months now and he was starting to notice her affection for him waning. It was not surprising as he was forty and she was thirty. They both needed to know if things were going to work out between them before they wasted too much time.

“Can I order anything I want?” Katrina pulled her signature move of trying to make him buy her something expensive.

Marcus would normally argue but he felt bad for having ignored her arrival. “Today it’s my treat,” he assured her.

“What’s got you so sweet? Are you about to dump me for Rita?” she teased him.

“I wouldn’t get back with Rita for a million dollars,” he scoffed.

Katrina’s eyes widened. “You went out with your coworker before?” she was obviously upset.

“Rita’s not my coworker, she’s… it’s not important right now,” Marcus changed the subject.

“Well, that’s not a red flag,” Katrina grumbled.

“I said you could order anything, didn’t I? Let’s get extra to go. I have something I want to discuss with you tonight.”

“So it’s a given that I’m coming back to your place afterward?” She crossed her arms.

“This is our date night. What do we meet for if not to get laid?” he was annoyed with her trying to act like a classy high schooler on a first date.

Katrina did not respond to him and instead signaled the waiter to come take her order. Marcus sighed contently and waited. He was fine with everything she ordered until she got to the expensive champagne. “Are we celebrating something?” he asked.

“I just need to be drunk for tonight,” she admitted.

“Then wouldn’t cheap martinis be just as effective?” Marcus argued.

“Geez, if you are gonna get a girl drunk and nail her, at least don’t be a cheapskate about it.”

“Do you need to be drunk to sleep with me or just need to be thoroughly pampered?” he was still annoyed.

“I’ve already ordered and you know I can’t afford that bottle. Either you call the waiter back and embarrass yourself or just let me have what I want. I promise I’ll make it worth your while later.”

Marcus rolled his eyes but stopped arguing. It was not that he could not afford it, but he did not want to get into the habit of spending this much on Katrina when he was not even sure how long they would stay together. Luckily he had just gained ...