Too Late for Goodbye

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That's how you prevent a future cheating skank slut whore ex-wife.

HA Ha ha

I gave it 5 stars ...

... but I think he shouldn't have mention the Regency. Just tell the slut it's over and to get the Hell out. He has nothing to explain. He said it before, back in college. As for Tommy just catch him in a semi public setting, jack him up against a wall and in loud voice ask "What did you say about my Mother?" Let people break in up. Over a period of time repeat with "I hear you been talking behind my back" and other such claims (there is a million of them). At some point he'll fight or run when he see's the big guy coming. Both should work out well.
Panther Fan.

DUMB!

How stupid do women think men are? I know men think too much with the "little head", but Jackie got what she so richly deserved. Good short story.

As Simon Cowell used to say ... So what? Thanks for the effort.

'Bout time!

Its about time one of your male charachters had two balls and a backbone!

Perspective

Not prospective. ~grin.

There aren't many authors...

who can create a world in one page. Please write more for us.

5*

Short, sweet and to the point and that point being the area where the footpath meets the road.

#2 TOMMY CAN YOU SEE ME

but you will, TK U MLJ LV NV

He didn't ask.....

for his ring back.

I like it.

Short. To the point. Pack it. Get out. Don't come back. Ever.

Decent

Nice and short. Only real problem I had with it was the misuse of the word prospective. You should have used the word perspective.

perfect.

short sharp and too the point.Best way to deal with a cheater,perfect.!

Rather than the line

"Tell me, when did Stella move to the Regency Hotel?"

perhaps it would have been more dramatic to just play the recorded message on the answering machine...

Nice cute story, very enjoyable.

Let's put this all in perspective

If you can't spell, get help before submitting your work to be published.

Prospective literally means "looking forward". It can also refer to an event that is likely or expected to happen in the future.

In this case, her behaviour, arrogance, and deception, led to her being caught in her past lies.

Her cheating happened in the past. She did it yet again expecting to get away with it another time. In actuality, he had the perspective of enjoying the prospective of looking forward to a life without her and her lies. And the perspective to put it all together in order and to understand her betrayal.

"Prospective"

He's quoting something she's said to him in the past. By this time in the story, we already know that she's not very smart.

Exactly!

A clear headed protagonist for a change!

excellent

i wish i was not asleep at the switch 5

The really sad thing about stupid people

is that they don't know that they are stupid. But they sure as hell think everybody else is.

Short'n'sweet!

Just like I like it!

My own was just as short and sweet. My fiancé and I were not far from our wedding when I happened to stop in at a restaurant/lounge about 60 miles from where we lived. I enjoyed the place, they had the best wings back then so if in the neighborhood, I'd swing in. So, I take a corner seat with a bucket of wings and a pitcher of beer along with the sports page and settled in, until I saw my betrothed coming in on the arm of a guy who I knew to be an 'ex' lover. She was smiling up into his face like he was God.

My heart dropped and I was almost sick. They sat across the room from me and neither saw me simply because they didn't take their arms off of one another. They sat next to one another and I saw him fondle her more than once. It was really over when I saw her take his hand and actually put it between her legs. I watched, took a couple cell phone pictures and then set it to video. When there was enough evidence anyone would understand, I was thinking about her folks who'd spent a lot of money already, I'd show it.

I'm willing to give every problem time, time to understand ones feelings and not jump the gun. I gave it about 30 minutes, more than adequate time, then started my new life, without her as my wife. I stood, dropped two $20's and walked directly to their table where his hand was working furiously between her legs, obvious to more than just me. They didn't see me before I got to their table and her left side was to me. Before they knew someone had stopped, I had grabbed her left hand and swiped my engagement ring right off her finger. She shrieked when she saw me and what I was doing, and then started crying. I told her in words loud enough for the entire room to hear.

"I'll have your shit packed on the front porch and you can pick it up tomorrow. I don't want to see or hear from you ever again."

She tried to grab me when I turned to leave but I shook her off and left without looking back. I had to walk around the side of the building to get to my truck, right past the window where they sat. She was back in the booth with her head down on the table crying, her new boyfriend was rubbing her back and talking to her. I stopped and when he noticed the movement, he looked up. I drew my finger across my throat and pointed to him, then left. My point was clear.

My cellphone rang so many times I took finally turned it off. We didn't have a landline so the only way to contact me was my cellphone or stop by. The next 8 hours were spent purging our rental of her stuff, I had it all in garbage sacks on the front porch by midnight. The pictures I saved for last. All of our pictures were in photo albums, on our computer or hanging on the wall. The ones from the computer, I purged. Every single one of them. Nothing was saved. Those that were on the wall I took down, took the picture out and cut myself out of it and replace what was left. Every picture in our albums I did the same thing, I cut myself out of them where possible, or threw it in the fire if not. All these I laid on top of her bags of stuff.

I was woke up the next morning with banging and screaming. Befuddled with not enough sleep, I went downstairs to see what the hell was going on. It was my ex, along with her folks and she was screaming to get in. I'd blocked every entry with a chair so she couldn't get in. With my truck in the garage, she had no way of knowing whether I was there or not. The racket continued for at least another hour with her folks trying to pull her away. They finally got her to agree to wait in their truck while they loaded her stuff, until she happened to noticed the wall photos on top of her shit and that I was cut out. She went ballistic! It got so bad, I finally went back upstairs and called the police. She had broke out the window in the kitchen door and was trying to unlock it when the police showed up.

When they knocked on the door I had to answer it. My ex tried to slide by and get in, until I slammed the door in their face. I watched as he put her in the squad car and came back to the door, this time I invited him and her folks in. I explained to the police we'd split up and I had packed her stuff and they could pick it all up, plus, they were welcome to come back later and go through the house for anything else I might have missed. Then I explained to her folks, who never really cared for me, they like the other guy better even though he'd cheated on her before, what had happened. Her dad spit and sputtered, saying his daughter wasn't like that. I dug out my cell phone and after I showed them a half dozen pictures, along with the policeman, he calmed down. It wasn't until I made them watch the video and believe me, dear old dad didn't want to, that they truly understood. When it got to the point where I had zoomed in on his hand rubbing her clit and making her cum, neither had anything to say. I apologized for the money they had already spend and offered to split it with them. They didn't say anything when they walked out with the cop. It was only a few minutes and her shit was loaded and they pushed her into their crew cab pickup drove away.

You'd think that was all, right? Nope. The cheater cunt wouldn't leave me alone. She stalked me harassed me and did her best to embarrass me. Worst of all, she set her friends on me, telling me I was being unreasonable. It came to a head when two of our friends stopped by and told me I had overreacted and I should take her back. So I asked to have Lisa sit next to me. When she did, I kissed her and stuffed my hand between her legs and grabbed her cunt. Fuck, you would have thought I set off a bomb! She screamed and tried to get away and her boyfriend went ballistic trying to beat the hell of out me. When they had calmed enough, I showed them the video and said my playing with his girlfriend shouldn't be any big deal, that is what they were telling me when it was MY fiancé. They were properly quiet when they left, and I told them not to come back, ever.

I'd had enough so I downloaded the video on the computer and started sending it out to everyone in our email list. EVERYONE. I'll say this, no one called or stopped by to apologize to me but no one bothered me again. Even my ex didn't bother me anymore. The last I heard, she had moved in with the guy and about 6 months later, she moved back out after he had cheated on her multiple times.

I thought it was apropos.

Damn

Stupidity runs amok. Now she can fuck her boy but she lost her man.
Enough said

HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU NEED TO BEAT A DEAD HORSE

and using the same excuse doesn't work every time. TK U MLJ LV NV

Perfect

A perfect cheating resolution!

Damn Sweet!

At last a man that has a realistic perspective on relationships and cheating partners.
Thanks for the ride, short but oh so sweet!

I hope he got the ring back

He found out before they got married thank God. Life's too damn short to waste time with stupid sluts. He found out about the problem, dealt with it and moved on. Well, except for the promise to show the asshole who was willing to fuck his fiancee. Gotta love a man who knows when someone needs to be taught a very important lesson about life, that being that sooner or later such a bastard is gonna fuck with the wrong man's woman. The ex fiancee loses him, the asshole gains the need to grow eyes in the back of his head, and learn to never sleep again, for the rest of his life. Sounds like a great ending to me.

Ed Grocott
edgrocott@gmail.com

A Year Later

Still a good story, still the best way to deal with a cheater. Married or not, the willingness to cheat is part of the core personality in a weak, selfish person. In truth, such a person should never be allowed to marry, or hold a position of trust or responsibility of any kind. You see, the phrase once a cheater, always a cheater is in fact true. That is because cheating is only a symptom of a much worse condition - pure foolishness! Yes, cheaters are fools. Their selfishness overcomes their intelligence and they do foolish things of all kinds. So, this story took the best, most wise path in dealing with a cheater: Cut off all communications with the cheater and move on.

Perspective not prospective.

Someone help me understand, please.

This site is for posting your own stories, right?

So why would you use the comments section of someone else's story to post YOUR story?

Am I missing something?

Boring self-righteous crap

Look, if you want to post "burn the bitch" stories to bolster your flagging self-esteem ... awesome, but something like this belongs in the non-erotic category. That is what that category is for, stories with no sex or eroticism that have business being in any other category. Now beyond that, this story reads like the bitter, little fantasy of a guy who's been kicked to the curb and spends his days in a dark room muttering to himself over what he "should've said to that bitch".

@ verbicide 09/03/16

Whine much? Butt Hurt Cause Your Boyfriend Cheated On You? Just get off your mom's tablet, get out of her basement, pull your panties out of you vagina and FUCK OFF.

Can't Give High Marks For Unfinished Work

So what happened to Jackie and Tommy? Stella needs to be dealt with as well. As far as it went, it was a decent enough story. It just didn't go far enough.

Shame

Its a shame you no longer write.
Seems the reactions of the men in your stories a very close to real.