The Theater Seat – Chapter Five: The Ride Home The ride home was unbearable. Not just because my cock throbbed like it had its own heartbeat, swollen and denied. Not just because my mind was replaying the sounds of her moaning, gagging, begging — the way her voice climbed each time a new man pushed inside her. Not even because she still hadn’t looked at me. It was because she looked better than ever, like she’d just been...