He did well and lived true to his code - it was the right thing to do.
Did the ex ever really learn - probably - fear motivated her and that is understandable - but she lied and betrayed rather than talk to him - what happens next time she feels overwhelmed or unsure?? Maybe she did grow up but she needs to grow past it and live forward.
But that was more a function of what I like, not the quality of the story.
I read for the drama of infidelity. This had very little to do with that. It was a page about bar scheduling and a page of romance with a paragraph of Jackie.
Since I don't care that much about bars, and I'm a bit low on romance, it's a personal choice.
But please do not let me dissuade you from writing further.
by
Anonymous03/26/15
LIKE
All you need is a Air Force and a Coast Guard to the Jar Head the Army and the Navy-------Great Story.
If a bit "soap-opraish" with all the pairing off of the new couples!
But it had a good and entertaining plot and interesting characters.
Thanks and please keep writing!
this one plays out on a daily basis... I was not like Jake... I fell for the bait and still paying for it...
by
Anonymous05/27/15
I really liked this one
Jackie is everything I think of when I consider the opposite sex. All about me, me, me.
I have my own 'Jackie' story. My Jackie, in this case Jonni, was very much the same. I heard rumblings that although we were about to be married in less than 60 days, Jonni was doing things she wouldn't do, if I were there. What? The love of my life not being quite as in love as me? Truthfully, the idea never crossed my mind and when I heard the first few reports, I never gave them a second thought.
Then I happened to stop by their watering hole, I'd misplaced our house key and needed to get in. Walking in, I looked around and didn't see Jonni so I had a seat and ordered a beer while I watched for her. Soon enough, I saw her walking off the dance floor and the way she was being held and the way she was looking up into his face, I suddenly understood what everyone was saying. Before they sat, she lifted her mouth and the kiss they shared was not unlike her and I together. Stunned, I just sat and watched.
Over the next few hours, I watched them dance/fuck, swap more spit than her and I ever did and saw her allow his hands inside her shirt where her boobs hung unencumbered by a bra. By watching her face I saw each time he twisted her nipples and watched as she did something I thought she did for only me, let her nipples be stimulated enough to make her orgasm. He laughed while she came, enjoying what she let him do. I was able to see it over and over since I first took photos with my cell phone and then video. I wanted there to be no mistake why we were no longer 'we'.
Our house was a rental and we paid it month to month. Leaving the bar, I headed home where I pried open our bedroom window and made it inside. Downloading the incriminating pictures and video to my laptop, I proceeded to run off a copy of each picture and laid them on our bed. Then I packed up my few possessions, I wanted nothing that was 'ours', and headed to a buddies house. After I showed him the video, he just said, "I told you, man." He told me I could stay as long as I wanted.
My cell phone started ringing nonstop at about 2am. I'd forgotten to turn it off and after it woke me up, I took the time to shut it off and went back to sleep. You know how people will tell you it's impossible to shut love off? Maybe there is something wrong with me, but after I witnesses what I did, I hardly even thought of her again. Oh, there would be some explaining to friends and family, but other than that, we were done.
Listening to the 73 messages the next morning, they started out hysterical after she found the pictures, then went wild when she found I'd moved out. She actually begged and pleaded for another chance, it meant nothing, she'd never do it again, we were meant for each other, she loved me like no one else, etc. I deleted them all, then went to work, where I run a front end loader in a gravel pit. It's a huge machine, able to load a dump truck with one single scoop, right at 9 yards of rock. Suffice to say, when running equipment like that, capable of destroying anything if you aren't paying attention, I never thought of my ex again.
At lunch time while I was eating my lunch, after deleting 26 more messages without listening, I had what seemed like a good idea then. I sent most of the pictures and the entire video to Jonni's parents house with a caption reading, "THIS IS WHY THE WEDDING IS OFF." I worked the rest of the day and when we shut down for the day, I checked my phone again and found where her parents not only called me, but Jonni called me more, screaming about 'how could you do that to me'?
I never spoke to Jonni again. She was a stranger to me, obviously I never knew the woman who I thought would spend the next 50 years with me. I did have one talk over the phone with her Dad and he was very nice, although they were both hurt badly by the split. I explained everything left in our house was Jonni's, I wanted nothing to do with it. He argued with me, I paid most of the money but I held firm and said if she didn't want anything, give it to the Goodwill. He was unhappy about one thing, the same as Jonni, that I had burned all of our pictures and deleted everything with me in it from Jonni's laptop. He thought that was a bit overboard, but I explained I wanted nothing left in the world that was Jeff and Jonni.
I heard through the grapevine Jonni moved back home with her parents. She didn't date, only went to work and spent time at home with her family. Our town really isn't that big, less than 30K, but truthfully, I didn't see her again for about 30 months. By then, I had been snagged up by my roommates sister, Alexia, and we became so serious I was thinking of asking her to marry me. Finally the big day came, my chance to put my heart out for everyone to see. It was springtime and my buddy was also a Triple A baseball player. At a home game he and his manager set it up and I just followed the script. She was called from the crowd to throw the first pitch and it was me under the catchers mask, although she didn't know that. She tossed the pitch in and it really had some heat(!) so I ran it back out to the mound where the MC waited with a microphone. I dropped to one knee and instead of handing her the baseball, I pulled the ring out, pulled off my mask and when the MC held the microphone down, I asked Alex if she would marry me. The crowd went wild when she accepted!
I didn't realize it but Jonni had been in the crowd and it was the first time she saw me since that fateful day when she left early for work. Her sister called me up and balled me out for hurting Jonni like that but then laughed and said what I did for Alex was the most romantic thing she could think of. Our wedding was pretty small, only immediate family and a few friends. Alex looked beautiful and had a true reason for wearing white (yes, it's true!) and at almost 5'8" tall and 135lbs, was tall and slender. She was the most beautiful bride I could have imagined.
I knew nothing of Alex's family, only that they were 'comfortable' although they lived modestly. The shock was when her uncle turned over a trust fund that had been set up when she was born by her grandparents who she never met. There were millions in it but she wasn't allowed full access to it, instead there was a monthly stipend. But it really wasn't that tough to complain about a hair over $50K per MONTH! Even receiving over $600K per year, the principal still grew.
We ran across Jonni at a mall where we were shopping for shoes. Seeing us coming, she stopped and waited, appearing to want to speak to me. I acted as though I didn't know her and walked past her. Her sob was clearly heard and that was the last time I saw her, she moved away to her parents hometown where all her other family lived. Alex and I have now been married for 6 years and we have two little girls now, 3 and 1. Jonni? Not sure although I heard she had finally married an old boyfriend, apparently the same guy I saw her with that night....
I enjoy Woodmanone's stories so I usually read them a second (or third) time. Under comments there is anonymous with his story. I'm sure this is the same anonymous who writes stories under comments elsewhere on this site. Hey anonymous, the stories are good, just put them out under you own pseudonym.
I concur with sgt548, please develop and post your stories here. Oh, remember to add your pseudonym to your previous comments so we can find your stories.
Morgan DeWolfe
by
Anonymous07/17/15
From Duna
I publish this Anonym comments in other storycollection. If the author wants to come out to the light I could delete the publication! The Pennname is Commentstory. I write into the preface the stories are not mine!
Beyond good and manages to hit almost every single one of my buttons when it comes to romance, drama, clear and concise plot lines. Character development is excellent and spelling errors and mistakes in grammar are minimal. Damn fine reading.
Yes, you did it again. Another reallllly great story. I enjoy a story where the non-cheater wins and this guy did win....big time. I enjoyed your characters in this story. Thank you for a fine story.
by
Anonymous09/10/15
pin drop
I did not like the 1st story at all. it seemed you were trying to get to what you say you do not write. you did a fine job in writing as always BUT the 2nd story was dazzling and a fun read.
who is the jughead who does not like you? Why does he keep reading your works? seems he needs something to do.
Ed Grocott
edgrocott@gmail.com
by
Anonymous12/08/15
all your stories.
This is the third time for some of these stories, and the only changes are any that had a score lower then 5 I raised and any I missed I got this time. I probably should aplogise, but I did not comment on any this time through but I did grade them, they all got 5* again. I also got the 2nd part of a story that popped up between reads.
there are only a few writers that I found as good as you, but they are all erotic. if you know of any any one like yourself please help me with a message.
thank you very much,
Ed Grocott
edgrocott@gmail.com
What a lot of these stories come down to is the word LOVE. Love is a great word and a totally useless word. It is used, abused and misused everyday by most people. People use the word love to mean: Lust, Like, to exaggerate for effect, and worst of all to lie for the purposes of instilling a false sense of intimacy with another person. Love is simply caring about another person. There are many different levels of love. Love of God, Love for your parents, love for your family, love for your friends, love for your neighbors, even love for your enemies. The one love that is separate from the rest is love for your spouse. That love demands the lovers full depth and total commitment to their beloved. After love of God it is the supreme love, but unlike the love of God it is like the other loves - it is conditional. It is conditioned on the others commitment to the marriage. Both spouses most give 100% to the marriage. Even if a spouse becomes ill or they suffer some other hardship they both most still give 100% commitment of that love to their spouse.
If they have not married, and there is no sign of this commitment, it is best to end the relationship. Life will get harder down the road, it always does. A couple has to start out strong if they want to make it to the finish line.
by
Anonymous04/16/16
FAN BLOODY TASTIC
Great story! I know that it is fiction but it still makes me think what was Jackie up to mmmm interesting? Anyway I love romance and there is that. Pleeeeeeeeze may I have some more? (Oliver) Love you all! Bye. Greg. Oh 10 stars = 100 %. Bye.
English
My goodness!
I thoroughly enjoyed that little tale.
Sometimes when you decide it time for you to settle down on your OWN timetable after cheating, it's too late. It was perfect in this case.
great
this was one of those that i laughed at and cry too
woodmanone you have a wonderful way with the word you write
Very good
Very good and entertaining story...thank you...
Excellent -
He did well and lived true to his code - it was the right thing to do.
Did the ex ever really learn - probably - fear motivated her and that is understandable - but she lied and betrayed rather than talk to him - what happens next time she feels overwhelmed or unsure?? Maybe she did grow up but she needs to grow past it and live forward.
love it
have read this a couple of times. it is wonderful. cheers up your heart. thank you
It didn't appeal very much
But that was more a function of what I like, not the quality of the story.
I read for the drama of infidelity. This had very little to do with that. It was a page about bar scheduling and a page of romance with a paragraph of Jackie.
Since I don't care that much about bars, and I'm a bit low on romance, it's a personal choice.
But please do not let me dissuade you from writing further.
LIKE
All you need is a Air Force and a Coast Guard to the Jar Head the Army and the Navy-------Great Story.
A Fun Story
If a bit "soap-opraish" with all the pairing off of the new couples!
But it had a good and entertaining plot and interesting characters.
Thanks and please keep writing!
finest kind
loved the story. really was "the finest kind".
now this one is a slice of life
this one plays out on a daily basis... I was not like Jake... I fell for the bait and still paying for it...
I really liked this one
Jackie is everything I think of when I consider the opposite sex. All about me, me, me.
I have my own 'Jackie' story. My Jackie, in this case Jonni, was very much the same. I heard rumblings that although we were about to be married in less than 60 days, Jonni was doing things she wouldn't do, if I were there. What? The love of my life not being quite as in love as me? Truthfully, the idea never crossed my mind and when I heard the first few reports, I never gave them a second thought.
Then I happened to stop by their watering hole, I'd misplaced our house key and needed to get in. Walking in, I looked around and didn't see Jonni so I had a seat and ordered a beer while I watched for her. Soon enough, I saw her walking off the dance floor and the way she was being held and the way she was looking up into his face, I suddenly understood what everyone was saying. Before they sat, she lifted her mouth and the kiss they shared was not unlike her and I together. Stunned, I just sat and watched.
Over the next few hours, I watched them dance/fuck, swap more spit than her and I ever did and saw her allow his hands inside her shirt where her boobs hung unencumbered by a bra. By watching her face I saw each time he twisted her nipples and watched as she did something I thought she did for only me, let her nipples be stimulated enough to make her orgasm. He laughed while she came, enjoying what she let him do. I was able to see it over and over since I first took photos with my cell phone and then video. I wanted there to be no mistake why we were no longer 'we'.
Our house was a rental and we paid it month to month. Leaving the bar, I headed home where I pried open our bedroom window and made it inside. Downloading the incriminating pictures and video to my laptop, I proceeded to run off a copy of each picture and laid them on our bed. Then I packed up my few possessions, I wanted nothing that was 'ours', and headed to a buddies house. After I showed him the video, he just said, "I told you, man." He told me I could stay as long as I wanted.
My cell phone started ringing nonstop at about 2am. I'd forgotten to turn it off and after it woke me up, I took the time to shut it off and went back to sleep. You know how people will tell you it's impossible to shut love off? Maybe there is something wrong with me, but after I witnesses what I did, I hardly even thought of her again. Oh, there would be some explaining to friends and family, but other than that, we were done.
Listening to the 73 messages the next morning, they started out hysterical after she found the pictures, then went wild when she found I'd moved out. She actually begged and pleaded for another chance, it meant nothing, she'd never do it again, we were meant for each other, she loved me like no one else, etc. I deleted them all, then went to work, where I run a front end loader in a gravel pit. It's a huge machine, able to load a dump truck with one single scoop, right at 9 yards of rock. Suffice to say, when running equipment like that, capable of destroying anything if you aren't paying attention, I never thought of my ex again.
At lunch time while I was eating my lunch, after deleting 26 more messages without listening, I had what seemed like a good idea then. I sent most of the pictures and the entire video to Jonni's parents house with a caption reading, "THIS IS WHY THE WEDDING IS OFF." I worked the rest of the day and when we shut down for the day, I checked my phone again and found where her parents not only called me, but Jonni called me more, screaming about 'how could you do that to me'?
I never spoke to Jonni again. She was a stranger to me, obviously I never knew the woman who I thought would spend the next 50 years with me. I did have one talk over the phone with her Dad and he was very nice, although they were both hurt badly by the split. I explained everything left in our house was Jonni's, I wanted nothing to do with it. He argued with me, I paid most of the money but I held firm and said if she didn't want anything, give it to the Goodwill. He was unhappy about one thing, the same as Jonni, that I had burned all of our pictures and deleted everything with me in it from Jonni's laptop. He thought that was a bit overboard, but I explained I wanted nothing left in the world that was Jeff and Jonni.
I heard through the grapevine Jonni moved back home with her parents. She didn't date, only went to work and spent time at home with her family. Our town really isn't that big, less than 30K, but truthfully, I didn't see her again for about 30 months. By then, I had been snagged up by my roommates sister, Alexia, and we became so serious I was thinking of asking her to marry me. Finally the big day came, my chance to put my heart out for everyone to see. It was springtime and my buddy was also a Triple A baseball player. At a home game he and his manager set it up and I just followed the script. She was called from the crowd to throw the first pitch and it was me under the catchers mask, although she didn't know that. She tossed the pitch in and it really had some heat(!) so I ran it back out to the mound where the MC waited with a microphone. I dropped to one knee and instead of handing her the baseball, I pulled the ring out, pulled off my mask and when the MC held the microphone down, I asked Alex if she would marry me. The crowd went wild when she accepted!
I didn't realize it but Jonni had been in the crowd and it was the first time she saw me since that fateful day when she left early for work. Her sister called me up and balled me out for hurting Jonni like that but then laughed and said what I did for Alex was the most romantic thing she could think of. Our wedding was pretty small, only immediate family and a few friends. Alex looked beautiful and had a true reason for wearing white (yes, it's true!) and at almost 5'8" tall and 135lbs, was tall and slender. She was the most beautiful bride I could have imagined.
I knew nothing of Alex's family, only that they were 'comfortable' although they lived modestly. The shock was when her uncle turned over a trust fund that had been set up when she was born by her grandparents who she never met. There were millions in it but she wasn't allowed full access to it, instead there was a monthly stipend. But it really wasn't that tough to complain about a hair over $50K per MONTH! Even receiving over $600K per year, the principal still grew.
We ran across Jonni at a mall where we were shopping for shoes. Seeing us coming, she stopped and waited, appearing to want to speak to me. I acted as though I didn't know her and walked past her. Her sob was clearly heard and that was the last time I saw her, she moved away to her parents hometown where all her other family lived. Alex and I have now been married for 6 years and we have two little girls now, 3 and 1. Jonni? Not sure although I heard she had finally married an old boyfriend, apparently the same guy I saw her with that night....
Second Take
I enjoy Woodmanone's stories so I usually read them a second (or third) time. Under comments there is anonymous with his story. I'm sure this is the same anonymous who writes stories under comments elsewhere on this site. Hey anonymous, the stories are good, just put them out under you own pseudonym.
Re: sgt548 to Anonymous
I concur with sgt548, please develop and post your stories here. Oh, remember to add your pseudonym to your previous comments so we can find your stories.
Morgan DeWolfe
From Duna
I publish this Anonym comments in other storycollection. If the author wants to come out to the light I could delete the publication! The Pennname is Commentstory. I write into the preface the stories are not mine!
anonymous stories
On another story site online someone is collecting these stories and posting them.
Oh Duna, I see idiocy is not dead yet.
Trust you to read this drivel. 1*.
Beyond good
Beyond good and manages to hit almost every single one of my buttons when it comes to romance, drama, clear and concise plot lines. Character development is excellent and spelling errors and mistakes in grammar are minimal. Damn fine reading.
Finest Kind!
Yes, you did it again. Another reallllly great story. I enjoy a story where the non-cheater wins and this guy did win....big time. I enjoyed your characters in this story. Thank you for a fine story.
pin drop
I did not like the 1st story at all. it seemed you were trying to get to what you say you do not write. you did a fine job in writing as always BUT the 2nd story was dazzling and a fun read.
who is the jughead who does not like you? Why does he keep reading your works? seems he needs something to do.
Ed Grocott
edgrocott@gmail.com
all your stories.
This is the third time for some of these stories, and the only changes are any that had a score lower then 5 I raised and any I missed I got this time. I probably should aplogise, but I did not comment on any this time through but I did grade them, they all got 5* again. I also got the 2nd part of a story that popped up between reads.
there are only a few writers that I found as good as you, but they are all erotic. if you know of any any one like yourself please help me with a message.
thank you very much,
Ed Grocott
edgrocott@gmail.com
How 'Bout That?
A wonderful happy ending. Almost makes you wish it was true.
A PROOF POSITIVE ADAGE ABOUT MISSING SOMETHING
and when you go back to retrieve it, its a No Mas. TK U MLJ LV NV
real people, real life, real romance
a real improvement.
where were these people in Ch. 01?
Life goes on
What a lot of these stories come down to is the word LOVE. Love is a great word and a totally useless word. It is used, abused and misused everyday by most people. People use the word love to mean: Lust, Like, to exaggerate for effect, and worst of all to lie for the purposes of instilling a false sense of intimacy with another person. Love is simply caring about another person. There are many different levels of love. Love of God, Love for your parents, love for your family, love for your friends, love for your neighbors, even love for your enemies. The one love that is separate from the rest is love for your spouse. That love demands the lovers full depth and total commitment to their beloved. After love of God it is the supreme love, but unlike the love of God it is like the other loves - it is conditional. It is conditioned on the others commitment to the marriage. Both spouses most give 100% to the marriage. Even if a spouse becomes ill or they suffer some other hardship they both most still give 100% commitment of that love to their spouse.
If they have not married, and there is no sign of this commitment, it is best to end the relationship. Life will get harder down the road, it always does. A couple has to start out strong if they want to make it to the finish line.
FAN BLOODY TASTIC
Great story! I know that it is fiction but it still makes me think what was Jackie up to mmmm interesting? Anyway I love romance and there is that. Pleeeeeeeeze may I have some more? (Oliver) Love you all! Bye. Greg. Oh 10 stars = 100 %. Bye.
Second time through
Not as good as chapter one. Like two independent storylines only tangentially related.
finest kind
good story
jtaylor
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