Shattered

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Eric shrugged helplessly, "I don't think so. I think he was wearing his seat belt."

Steve rolled his eyes and then looked to the ceiling. You really don't like me, do you? I don't know what I did, but whatever it was, I'm sorry. With a cleansing exhaled breath, Steve told Eric, "Well, go home and get some rest. I got a few phone calls to make. I probably won't be in due to all of this mess happening."

Eric closed the door behind him, allowing Steve the privacy he needed to make those few phone calls. He called his sons, then her parents, and then her sister. After getting past the emotional trauma, Steve kept up the guise of not knowing the circumstances of the crash. He reserved the joy of explaining the injuries to the family to his wife. I would love to be a fly on the wall during that conversation. Too bad I won't be there.

One final number was dialed.

When the person on the other end answered, Steve said, "Hey, I'm sorry to wake you, but I could really use a friend right now." He thought he would be able to keep himself composed. He thought wrong. Taking a deep breath, he continued, "Would you like to meet me for some coffee? I'll buy."

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AnonymousAnonymous3 months ago

Can’t find and sympathy for Steve in this first chapter.

26thNC26thNC6 months ago

Really good setup for a longer story.

Oatmeal1969Oatmeal19696 months ago

I didn't like the way it was narrated.

AnonymousAnonymous8 months ago

This man is socially undeveloped, emotional tragedy. Truly. His lack of self-esteem ad, because of it, his tendency to be so inwardly focused, prevents him from an awareness of the disasters that he's walking into until he gets hit. Then, owing to poor to nil inner resources- self-respect, self-worth, no confidence and general inability to have emotional and social situational awareness hence a prepared plant to deal with issues-is left completely helpless in nearly every respect.

He appearance, and the implications of such neglect, create an image of clueless man, fat, out of condition, sloppy appearance, wimpish, not able to be in command of himself let along situations. Demonstrates a total inability to lead. In bed likely a total dud. All of the above disable him from being aware of his wife's needs both as a person and a woman.

I pity him, however given the loser he has become I can overly fault his wife. Women need their man to be a leader in life, the marriage, for her and in Bed. To create excitement and make demands of her as a woman. To show her she has value and worth in his eyes...these are all ativistic, GENETICALLY DRIVEN, requirements that need to be fulfilled. In all of the above he is an abject failure. He practically told his wife to find a real man and, again by reason of genetic drive, she did just that.

I once had, she was killed in an accident, who, initially, tried the Femdom route, that is until I took her to bed. In the course of the event I roughly undressed her, bodily threw her on the bed and just took her. The surprise and thrill on her face when she hit the bed was sight to behold and gave me an epiphany. Far from running the show she needed a man to dominate her in the relationship. I took her everyday I wished and she loved it. At one point I roughly grabbed her hair and turned her head to face me. I got inches from her face, drilled my eyes into hers and told her. "Your going to be my slut. From here in your going to submit to me in our relationship! Do you understand? Do you having any questions?"

Her reply was shocking. "Baby I'll anything you sat. Just always treat me as your woman and your slut. I don't want you let me be a "good girl".

From that point on SHE rarely wanted to make love. She wanted to be raped. Sounds harsh but she'd been looking for a man that would steam roller over her tough bitch act and take control through dominant male leader ship. We grew to love each other like crazy...until a POS drunk ILLEGAL MEXICAN" hit her head on killing him, JUSTICE, and my love-may he burn in hell.

Our hero needs to go to a boot camp to educate him on being a man, build his body to max potential and learn enough hand to hand combat skills to beat an asshole in his own house and thrown him out the door....just before he throws her out.

AnonymousAnonymous9 months ago

Chit cuckold story.

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