Myfanwy

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And so, what of Shayde?

Shayde seemed to disappear off the face of the world, or so we thought.

It was some years later on a Saturday morning. There was a knock on the door. Our eldest child answered.

I heard Alice talking to a woman and followed Alice to the door to be astounded by the presence of Shayde. Shayde must have seen my face drop because she started mumbling something about this being a silly idea.

I cut her off inviting her in and calling to Myfanwy who came into the room holding our youngest.

Shayde was dressed far more conservatively than we remembered. It seems the loss of her brother and the events surrounding it had shocked her horribly. She had to become Lenny's care giver. She found herself without support and estranged from her former friends. She had subsequently sought support with a religious group; and so had now come to our house to confess what she had done and to ask for our forgiveness.

Forgiveness was easy but Myfanwy did not want to rekindle their friendship. Myfanwy just wanted that period to be a blip on our memory. She was happy that Shayde was happy but she had learnt from the trauma, packaged it and had stacked it away.

As time goes the events seem to have been a brief aberration in our otherwise happy life. We have new friends now and new interests. Blake and I regretfully never fully recovered our friendship. Perhaps one day we will but that all depends on Sarah.

I did run in to Blake from time to time. But the meeting was usually brief and cordial although we were known to have a beer together once or twice. Sarah though was one of those people that can carry a grudge to the grave.

As Shayde left, Myfanwy put the baby down grabbed my arm leaning her head against me. We were finally a team sharing our life rather than competing. I think I can now trust Myfanwy, why?

I have never had any evidence that she physically cheated on me but with Jase. Myfanwy is fundamentally honest. She never made an outright lie to me. Oh, technically she lied through omission perhaps and there was what she thought of as flirting, but I sense that she would draw the line there. You see when I challenged her on the idea that omission was lying by default, her fair skin went bright red. I have always thought I had a natural lie detector there. In fact it goes bright red whenever she is embarrassed about anything.

That said, I do have her honesty to live up to, I mean, can she trust me? Well I guess time will tell. Is it possible that I could stray? Yes; but is it probable? I like to think definitely not. But really, I look at our history and we have both had temptations since then and neither has succumbed. Maybe Dad was right. Commitment is the key.

And what keeps that commitment intact.

One look at those sad puppy dog eyes and my heart melts; one flash of that radiant toothy smile and my whole day is made!

* * * * *

Epilogue

I had run into Blake at one of those product expositions. It was very crowded so we grabbed coffees and slipped outside to catch up on a few things.

"How's the muscle car?" I ventured.

"Shit, nah, pony car, Shetland pony car I'd say. I unloaded that crap before I left Wellington."

"Really, I didn't know."

"Plastic as shit on the inside, fuckin' unreliable, two recalls, and the rusting, I decided they were crap. I swapped pony for finesse."

"What do you have now; Holden V8 or something?"

"Get off the grass! Now you're talking Aussie donkey car!!"

"Excuse my ignorance; what then?"

"McLaren 600 LT Spider."

"Not planning on saving the planet, I take it?"

"Yeah, well I'm good. I kept my mountain bike."

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MoustacheSmugglerMoustacheSmuggler10 months ago

Bit weird with the whole vaginaplasty stuff. That's not how any of that works.

Other than that, a compelling story, good work!

AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

Nem tetszett,mert nem életszerű,egy igazi férfi soha nem fogadna el egy ilyen alacsony életű nőt ,mint feleséget ,Myfanwy! Talán két csillag ez nálam!

DessertmanDessertmanover 1 year ago

I did find this story sadly compelling with several deeply unattractive characters. I felt there was far too much unnecessary detail, also it needs editing, there were missing words and spelling errors in a number of places. I could have done without the stretcher out vagina and vaginaplasty. Our third child was 23" long and weighed 10 pounds and was a natural home birth but I never noticed any difference between before and after.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 3 years ago

Will there ever be a story where you allow the male any respect or the ability to extract physical revenge on either the other man or his wife?? Your men are totally spineless wimps. I have lost a lot of respect for New Zealanders. Nothing but submissive cucks and clueless out of touch sissies. Yes, writers should write to please themselves, but maybe that is the only person you're pleasing.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 3 years ago

I think you are mistaking the point of essentially all of this typist's texts. They are fantasies for the bottom of the barrel pieces of shit of the society; that normal people would like them and trust them, rather than what they experience in the actual established reality, where their actions have predictable consequences, and they are forced to mainly socialize with other losers, addicts, and pieces of shit.

lujon2019lujon2019about 3 years ago

"And Myfanwy; I don't know where our marriage will be after this but whatever, I want you know I will look after you. I will not let you down. OK?"

She cheated for months, participated in fake rape allegations, and he isnt sure if wants to divorce?

when you write a cuck tory use the cuck tag

AnonymousAnonymousabout 3 years ago

Great concept , the premise was very good , it had an interesting plot, (in conceptual terms), but the execution was erratic and, at times, forced, for lack of a better term . It seemed as though you had the stories beginning and end well planned, and even parts of the center structure, but between these strong points you rushed to fill in the holes with buffer that reduced the potency, and would lose the flow as a result! I think you have enormous talent and imagination and are on the verge of greatness! I’m no writer but I do read a lot, and it’s my humble opinion that a bit of practice working on structuring so your story flows smoothly and builds in intensity will take you over that edge into greatness! I truly think you’ve got the talent just need to formulate the stories structure! Here’s to you 🥂

AnonymousAnonymousabout 3 years ago

I've read this story a number of times and have concluded that it just drifts and is hard to read. Your male character seems to be a unhealthy defendant personality and the wife seems lucky to know how to keep breathing.

However I think your writing has promise and suggest that perhaps some consistent character development in your stories could well assist in your writing. Writing is not easy or everyone would do it so don't lose your determination to continue and to improve no matter what critics like us here say.

mattenwmattenwover 3 years ago

Some of your stories drift terribly into the cuckold scene. That is not my style. A woman who cheats and conceives another's child is not a person for a common future. But the most incomprehensible nonsense in my eyes is that the husband should look for mistakes that may have led to their cheating. This is the typical legal culture in our time and society. The first thing to look for is what could excuse the perpetrator's act. Then we look for what the other did wrong that led the perpetrator to act. And last but not least, when everything is used up, you try to be lenient towards the perpetrator.

Nonsense. I know people who come from a Kaothic family, who struggled with alcoholics and junkies and still became great people. And I know people who were born with the golden spoon and who have become the greatest crooks. Look for the guilt where it is to be found, with the perpetrator !!

AnonymousAnonymousover 3 years ago
Yes, but

While I agree with many of the comments, nevertheless there was something about this that caught me and I was anxious to keep reading. You have a talent that is worth honing, please keep writing

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