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Click hereShe thought about this for a few seconds. "I promised you I'd be truthful. With what we've worked out, you get me too." "But between the two of us, you want him to win", I persisted. Melanie just looked back at me. Her silence was her way of agreeing to the accusation. Tanner was the conqueror.
Mel decided it was time to remind me he wouldn't be here forever. "Things can change, if you're patient." I had nothing left in the tank. I had nothing left to say. I was totally, utterly defeated.
But the conversation didn't quite end there. Mel then announced that she and Tanner had decided that instead of their daytime rushed rendezvous, now that I knew about their affair, she'd sometimes be going over to his place after work, sometimes to spend the night. She told me she'd be very discreet about it -- she hadn't any plans to tell anybody, except her sister. And she promised she'd tell me in advance, so I could know her schedule. The first time would be tomorrow night.
We did not have sex that evening. She changed out of her sexy outfit soon after this conversation; perhaps sensing things weren't going as she hoped they'd be going. It was very hard to sleep that night. And it was hard to concentrate at work the next day.
I returned home that evening to find Melanie still there. For a moment I thought something had happened and that she wouldn't be leaving. Instead, I found her getting dressed in the bedroom; getting dressed for him. She had put on this really short, tight grey mini skirt and a blank tank top with spaghetti straps over her shoulders. That skirt was my favourite. I had bought it for her on a shopping date. Without thinking, I said, "Hey. You're only supposed to wear that for me." She smiled a bit and said she just wanted to look her hottest. Then she looked at me and added, "You know, for him."
I watched her apply her make-up. She was looking like the perfect fuck toy, dressed for sex; I realized she was his fuck toy now; the wife that used to be mine.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous30 days agoAnonymous who gave it 3 stars. You poor, poor bastard. You accept that. Up to you. It takes all types.
Anonymousabout 2 months agoI gave it 3 stars, if it had been a finished story i am sure it would of been more. Without getting into the details, my virgin at marriage perfect wife because of my own stupidity of my one time pushing her to experiment, I can relate to this story. Afterwards realizing my great stupidty I only had one goal keeping her by moving on in our marriage without her knowing that I knew that while I was on the road as a company driver on 9 hour runs, if he called she was with him. One time a couple of weeks later he let me know, without her knowing in the worst possible way that he owned a part of my wife, and my marriage. I was on the interstate and he came beside my semi with his dome light on. It was one time, and my wife never knew that seen her with him spread out at 2am being flashed. It was the talk on the C.B. radio. While it must of been a huge whatever for him, it reaffirmed to me the affair, but even more the power he had over my wife, who I always have known she still loved me. I think their affair with him using her to humiliate herself in public, and me privately that one time lasted about 6 years. We today have since raised our children who now have successful children of their own. My wife, my heart, the only girl I have ever loved, we've just celebrated our 51st Anniversary. I get it, a great unfinished insight you had into the possibilities of a not so perfect behind the scene marriage that can still end perfectly.
Anonymous3 months agoThe MC needs to take his own life because he is worthless. He probably loves eating creampies.
biggoomba33 months agoIf anyone like your main character actually existed, that would be a total shame for him to breathe air. He is the perfect example of a total pussy. My store is good enough; however, to illicit absolute hate for someone like that. do your readers a favor and never write another story like that. The consequences involved is that I never want to read any of your stories, and since this is the first one, I have read, it will be the last one as well, afraid that you pull some more shit on us. I feel dirty just thinking about that guy.
