Over drinks, an ex-girlfriend requests the return of the sex tape.

Chris sat at the tall dining table in his favourite bar. Their Favorite bars. It was, at least.

He waited for Lydia to arrive. He had a USB drive in his pocket and was waiting for Lydia to arrive. It was unusually heavy. He decided it was psychological.

It didn't make the experience any easier.

It was about to end. It was four years. It was all due to a stupid error. He had been a complete fucking idiot, and had shown Lydia what he'd done together.

He thought it was funny at the time. He felt regret when he woke up the next day.

He didn't mind if it was, but he still jibed off to it. It was a morning ritual that he did when Lydia wasn’t there.

He finished his last beer by drinking it in one last gulp. Lydia stood at the doorway as he set the empty container on the table.

She looked stunning. Her top was hung from her shoulders, showing her tattoos. Chris loved tattooed women and she was aware of it. He was being tortured by her.

Lydia walked over and sat at Chris' table.

She said coldly, "Hey!" She reached for the table, and sat there staring at him.

"Hey."

Chris stood up and gave her a hug. She sat down at the table to end the drama.

Chris tried to not roll his eyes, and he sat down. The waiter arrived and took the order. Chris ordered another beer and Lydia ordered vodka soda.

The waiter left to complete the request.

Chris tried to convince her to relax by saying "You look incredible!"

She did. Her brunette hair fell down to her shoulders. She was aware it was unfair, and she knew he loved it when her hair was down this way.

He could only play her in the same manner if he pulled out his large, black cock from the cupboard and placed it on the table. Within seconds, she'd be asking for it inside.

Unfortunately, the current environment made this impossible.

She replied, "Thanks," "It doesn't matter what you think. We split up one week ago. It was all because of your stupid decisions.

"I know. Chris paused. "Is there anything I can do for you to take my back?"

"Not a single thing." "Stop asking."

With their drinks, the waiter arrived

Lydia thanked the handsome, irritatingly handsome man for placing their drinks on the table in front of them.

He winked at her to end the exchange.

Chris was jealous and clenched his fists under the table, as the waiter winked back.

When he realised what the woman across the table wanted, he quickly unzipped them.

She took a small sip of her drink and dipped her tongue in the liquid before swallowing. Chris' legs twitched as he walked. He didn't lose his physical desire for her, even though he had cut himself off emotionally.

He took a sip of his own beverage to distract himself.

Lydia said, "I trust that you have it," She held her hand out expectantly. "Hand it back."

Chris hesitated and then took out the USB drive from his pocket. He reached for it and held it in his hands.

"I won’t show anyone else if I let you keep it, you know?"

Lydia said, "Like it matters." "I didn’t even want it to be recorded in the first place. I had to be convinced. It would be hot as hell, you said.

"And wasn't it?"

Lydia did not respond verbally, but her expression confirmed that she believed it was hot as hell.

She finally said, "Give."

She pointed her other hand in the direction of the waiting palm.

"I will be starting my teaching job in just a few days. I cannot have a sex tape threatening to ruin me career."

Chris was reluctant to give up the USB stick. They were done when they handed it over. Most likely for good.

He was enthralled by the image of him kissing her from behind. He was forced to focus and not get distracted by the daydream.

Chris then had an idea.

He cleared his throat, as if he was suggesting a business deal

He asked, "How about we make an agreement?"

Lydia narrowed her pupils. Lydia narrowed her eyes.

"Break-up sex. One last time. We were great together, baby. I'm sorry for my mistakes, and I won't apologise. The thought of not feeling your tight, wet mussy around my cock again... it's too much.

Lydia had a faint smile at the corners of her mouth.

She finally admitted, "I do miss Black Python."

She seemed to instantly get rid of the idea.

"No, fuck me. Please give me the USB drive.

"Lydia, please. "Lydia, please. I don't believe I'll ever get a fuck like you ever again. You'd be lying to me if I said I wasn't the best man ever to eat your pussy.

Chris was surprised by the compliment, she replied "You were," "But you're never going to get anywhere near it again. "And I'm saying goodbye to your cock too."

Chris believed in hope. Lydia saw it.

"Not literally. Give."

They remained silent for what seemed like an eternity.

"Chris! I will take it from your hand and I will scream. Are you ready to create a scene?

He quickly decided that the answer was no and pressed the USB stick into Lydia's hand. He was instantly taken back to the first time they had sex.

Lydia was able to get up on her feet.

She said, "Hopefully you won’t fuck up with the next women you meet," as she turned to go. "Not that any will live up to my memory."

It was difficult to believe that she said it. He watched as she opened the bar door and left.

He was suddenly more grateful that he had made another copy of the sex tape.

See Chris and Lydia's sex tape. BellaAngiRose also has a copy of the sex tape on her YouTube channel.