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Slow at first, Tom was rhythmic in his movements. Just as I had asked, he was making love to me. Then faster, more deliberate and steady, when I started responding more to his movements by returning his humps, he started to pound my pussy and really fuck me. He was giving me the fuck of my life.
"I love you, Susan," he said whispering in my ear.
"I love you, Tom," I said returning his whisper.
Tom wasn't just making love to me, he was fucking me, too. Something that Jason never did. Jason worshipped me and worshipped my body, but Tom was fucking me, really fucking me, and pounding me, while still making love to me, something that I have longed to have for so very long.
I felt real lust from Tom that I never felt from Jason. I only felt perversion from Jason. The lust that Tom had for me, I had for him. The only lust that Jason had for me was perverted lust, especially when he was showing my body to other men.
"Fuck me, Tom, fuck me," I whispered in his ear and he drove his cock in my pussy faster and deeper for a solid fifteen or twenty minutes, until I just exploded with the biggest and best orgasm I've had in my life. "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Holy shit! Oh, my God!"
Never have I experienced an orgasm during sexual intercourse with Jason. Always, I faked it, relieved that I could stop the facade and give Jason what he wanted anyway, a blowjob, so that he could turn over and go to sleep. It was then that I realized that I didn't love Jason. I never loved Jason. I always loved Tom.
"I love you, Tom," I whispered knowing full well that this would be the last time I'd see Tom.
Tom looked at me and gave me a wry smile, before giving me a deep, wet kiss.
It was so long ago, a lifetime ago, when Jason tied me to the bed and gave me all that I wanted and hoped to have as a special Valentine's Day present. Today, Valentine's Day, is our fifteenth anniversary that Tom and I have been together. Happily married, Jason is but a distant and bitter memory.
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- COMMENTS
LilacQueen15over 1 year agoQuite possibly the reason Jason was the way he became was due to her attraction to Tom.
BSreaderover 1 year agoUp story a wife that didn't care for her husband only his friend. Stupid.
iameaselover 2 years agoEven at the beginning to me t was a grind to read.
Im glad some could get into it but something made it feel off to me.
Just_Wordsabout 3 years agoI suppose this shows where infidelity leads, but I can't say that I admire the central character or her new husband at all.
26thNCover 5 years agoWho is Jason? Who the he'll is Tom. Who is the narrator? What is this supposed to be?
Anonymousover 13 years agoAs a story, this is well written. I really got into it, and I was relieved at the end that no one ended up dead or disfigured.
That being said, I don't see how this could be more ANTI-Valentine's Day than it is without someone ending up dead. I suppose you could make it more vulgar...
Please withdraw this story from the competition. I was auditing these stories for some inspiration for my REAL Valentine's day with my wife... now I'm just going to go get another cup of coffee and try to forget this piece.
LUSTYWHEELSover 13 years agoThis was well written although romance is not my thing, I agree all the characters are not good people I couldn't ask or coerce the woman I love to do anything the wouldn't be comfortable with. Thats not born from love it's selfish. I did enjoy this as much or more than the other entries I have read so far, good luck in the contest.
sfcurlyover 13 years agohonestly... the sex would have been good, but she was so fucking whiny. I get she didn't like it... then why did she do it, i think it would have been better with more explanation and less whine.
Anonymousover 13 years agoTo start with every character in this story is piece of human trash.
Jason is a pervert who is trying to slut up his wife. Now he may be trying to do it for her pleasure, but he comes across as just an idiotic asshole.
Tom, is supposed to be the good guy who isn't an asshole, but here we meet him eagerly fucking another mans wife and then later stealing her. Sounds like an asshole on all accounts. It's worse because he doesn't take responsibility for his asshole actions: it's not his fault he's fucking his best friends wife; it's not his fault she divorces and remarries him.
Lastly we have the self centered bitch wife, who instead of actually communicating with her husband instead keeps a list of his faults in her head, runs down everything he does, lusts after Tim which claiming she would rather be a lesbian than go for a guy like Tom. Then she divorces her husband, claiming it's all his fault, and then marries his best friend.
The wife is the worst of all of them. She puts no effort at all into her marriage, and blames every problem on her husband.
Dear ms.author if you think these are interesting people to. Write about you are wrong. You story depressed me by hilighting the absolute worst behaviors in people. Each of these people are hideous.
Anonymousover 13 years agoI felt for the woman....You could feel her pain over being with a cruel man...and dealing with her love of another.....and then I remember, its a story:)
Anonymousover 13 years agoWould be an alright story if the woman such a gigantic bitch. Her husband buys flowers and her first thought is that she doesn't like red ones. I actually felt for Jason in this story. He loved her and she treated him with nothing but hatred. I especially felt for Jason when it was revealed that he read the diary and was devastaded.
Seriously don't care about Tom and Susan.
Anonymousover 13 years agoI had to re-read the last paragraph after reading some of the comments. My first impresion was that she and Tom were togather burried under the rose bed for 15 years. I had to go back and read the word married that I missed the first time. I must have put a little of myself into the first reading!
francis_toliverover 13 years agoThe problem is that the protaganist (the wife) is such a foul woman and so unsympathetic that its hard to relate to her. Self delusional (it was fun but I hated it) and self centered (never expresses any empathy for her life mate) the reader doesn't wish her well. In fact I found myself hopeing she would have some bad fate come down on her commensurate with how distasteful I found her. When this didn't happen, I was left rather disapointed.
Vulcan_in_Ohioover 13 years agoThe above quote, from Wm. Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 3, scene 2, line 254, aptly describes Susan's behavior in this little vignette. And Jason knew all along, because he peeked at her diary and notebook, and found out she never really loved him. Just imagine how devastating that is, when you have sacrificed, worked hard, and done your best for the woman you love, yet instead of appreciating you, you learn she feels trapped in a marriage with you, while she really lusts after your best friend, Tom, the one who stood up for you at your wedding.
Now we know that most men would simply file for divorce, or have a talk with the wife, then file for divorce, not trick the wife into a bondage scene where it all comes out. I mean, really, who wants to see one's wife more expertly made love to by another (except for the alternative lifestyle cuckold types)? While this story was a bit original, i.e., a different twist on the voyeur-cuckold theme, it lacked character development for Tom (why did he covet Susan?), and it made Jason out to be shallow (because we only really saw him through Susan's eyes).
My wife has admitted during pillow talk that in the past, she found Robert Redford hot. But that's fantasy. Just like I found Raquel Welch to be hot. It doesn't mean that either of us was unhappy with the other, or didn't love the other. As Mr. Spock said so aptly to Stan and T'Pring in the old Star Trek episode, "Amok Time," there is a real difference between the "wanting" and the "having," the reality not being as wonderful as the fantasy. Many people find that out when they pursue their fantasies, wreck their marriages (by cheating), and realize their "ideal" partners have warts, halitosis, and snore, just like the previous partner(s). Thanks for writing.
