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Click here"I haven't stopped loving you, and I miss you very much. But it doesn't feel as though anything is different, at least not yet. I'm still absolutely furious with you, and I still don't want you around. If you thought this talk would end with me asking you to come home, you can forget it."
All this was said in such a matter-of-fact way, it was chilling. In the six weeks since he'd thrown me out, his white-hot rage had changed into something even more scary, a kind of grim determination.
I cried some more, trying not to make too much noise. Finally I calmed down a little, and I sort of whispered, "will you at least...think about it?"
He looked at me for a long time, coolly, as though I were some sort of unpleasant object unexpectedly in his path. Then he got up to put our coffee cups in the sink. Without turning back to look at me he said, "yeah, I'll think about it."
That was clearly my dismissal. I managed to make it back out to my car without breaking down completely, but once I was behind the wheel I just lost it. I sat and sobbed for twenty minutes. I don't think Danny saw me—he'd gone back into the house and closed the door.
Good, very good! Five stars! Bin there, done that, got the T-shirt! Just in my case, we were still, in effect,
newly-weds! New baby fast asleep in cot, me just returned from the night-shift, wife gone, ran off with an
ex-con she met at the social-club dance hall with her Mum, Dad and 3 brothers while I worked the 4-shift
168hr pattern that she'd persuaded me to transfer across to, from my 8 - 5 warehouse job, because of course
we did "need-the-money"!
R.S.
It was nice to hear the wife's side of things, even though she was actually talking to a therapist, who was trying to help her understand what she did wrong. Her repeating the entire story didn't help her cause. Her hiding it from him didn't help her cause, as she was being a self centered bitch, who only thought of herself. In fact if Danny hadn't caught her, she probably would have found someone else to have an affair with. And while claiming to love him, she'll probably do it behind his back when that itch happens again.
Who the fuck cares about the cheating swinging cunts. Asshole writer wasting time
Ohio can WRITE the hell out a story. Seriously impressed. Don't much like either character, pretty hard to do with this topic, but man I got lost in the story. Entranced. Thanks!
Just don't think about Danny just RUN! No matter what she says she enjoys the feeling making you suffer gives her. She'll eventually need that buzz again.