SMS Slut

“Hi huny this mornings quickie was fun but im still hungry”

Pascal smiled when he read the text. He thought he knew what he was getting into when he collared Darla, but in the few months they had lived together, she had started to show him just how freaky she was. Freaky and insatiable. They had agreed from the start that their relationship would be open. His friends had warned him that an open relationship meant his girlfriend would be out every night getting lucky while he stayed at home waiting for sloppy seconds, but Darla was kind of like a golden retriever. She would bring home men, women, and sometimes couples. They had a few regular playmates, but Darla kept finding new people to seduce. Pascal never realized how many freaky people there were in this town.

His phone dinged again. “Where did u put my fave toy??”

He thought for a moment before texting back. “Pretty sure it’s still wrapped in a towel in the bathroom”

ding “K thx”

Back to his checklist. The house he was inspecting today was built in the 1970s, so he’d have a few things to pay attention to. Another car pulled into the driveway beside him. Great; the realtor was right on time. He got out of his truck and walked over to her.

“Elise?”

“And you must be Pascal. So nice to meet you.” The realtor extended her hand and gave him a firm handshake. Nice grip. It made Pascal think...