Honey
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Author’s note: All inventions are figments of my imagination.{br}
When I saw her there I said “Hi honey.”
I am Ralph Winston, I was 30 when I saw her there. We had been married for a little over two years. I was not nor am I now male-model material. I am 6’1” tall and weigh 175 lbs. To stay in condition I ride a road bike about 20 miles a day for exercise. I practice Krav Maga and Tai Chi to help with coordination and upper body tone.
She is Andi (Andrea) Salles-Winston, she was 28 at that time.
We met in one of the usual ways. I was sitting in a coffee shop on the campus where I am a teaching assistant. By teaching while finishing my degrees, I was retiring most of my student loans. At the time I was working on my master’s in computer science, and 24 years old. She walked in with her arms full of books and there wasn’t an empty table or booth in the place. I was at a table for four, and by myself. She looked around, spotted me and asked if she could put her stuff down until she got her coffee.
I said yes.
She put her books down, got her coffee, sat down, and we introduced ourselves. We talked for a half-hour or so and I excused myself to get to my next lab. I jokingly told her I had several brilliant students who would take over the world if I wasn’t there to rein them in. We exchanged cell phone numbers and I left.
Andi (she asked me to call her that) called that evening and we talked some more. She told me she was a junior in the business program looking to get a BA in business administration with a minor in Spanish. She was a full-ride scholar, so when she graduated she would not have any large debts. She mentioned that she had heard of me and seen me around campus.
I explained that other than writing my dissertation I was finished with my masters. I explained that once it was awarded, I would move to the private sector. I wanted to concentrate on electronic and video security.
We ended the call with me asking her if she would like to go to a bluegrass festival the upcoming Saturday afternoon. She said yes.
We dated for all of the rest of the school year and I was awarded my degree. I found a job on campus to update the security cameras, and to eliminate as much as possible blind spots on the exterior of buildings and walkways. Andi was thrilled that I would be close by for her senior year.
A small fly landed in the ointment when Andi started her senior year. I called and asked her for a date one week in October and she declined, citing the need to study for a test.
Well, that night I was in a local campus pub, ‘The BrewHaus’, when she walked in with a guy on her arm. I was angry, but other then the fact she lied, we had not committed to each other. I sat back and watched as the guy tried to do a tonsillectomy on her with his tongue.
I finished my beer and went to the bathroom. As I left; I made it a point to walk past them and say hi to Andi. I didn’t even slow down and walked out the door.
Andi left more than 25 messages on my phone over the next two weeks. I deleted them all. She finally stopped calling, but her next tactic was to try to find my car. Luckily, I had purchased a different one the week before she turned down a date. Campus security had stopped her several times when she left notes on cars similar to what I used to have.
Finally, I was over the worst of my mad, but not over the fact that she felt she needed to lie. I texted her from a burner phone and said I would meet her at the library at 2:00 PM the next Monday. Then I added, at 2:05 if she wasn’t there, I was gone.
She was there at 1:45 and I watched from a side alcove until she left at 2:30. I then texted ‘how does it feel to be lied to?’ then threw the burner phone in a trash dumpster behind the campus kitchen.
That was not the end of the story. I saw Andi several times on campus. She finally ambushed me when I was investigating a faulty camera on one of the pathways from the main campus to the athletic fields. She stopped me as I was placing a ladder next to the camera location.
“Ralph, can I talk to you?” she asked; “I really have to say some things to you.”
“Alright, no games, no lies, The BrewHaus 7:30 tonight not 7:35, 7:30. Now I have to get to work.
At 7:30 she walked in the door with the guy. I got up said hi again and walked out.
She cornered me again at work again, and I held up my hand when she started to speak.
“What part of no games is bringing a boyfriend to talk to a boyfriend?” I continued; “You didn’t owe me anything but honesty, we were never committed to each other, but you flat out lied to me. If you try to tell me that that guy was helping you study, why were you in a bar and why was he checking the contents of your stomach with his tongue in a public place?”
She didn’t answer, she just turned and walked away.
I ran into Andi a year later. She had graduated and was working as a salesperson at a local electronics wholesaler. I was now the head of electronic and computer design for a small company in the town I grew up in and my mother still lived in.
The company specialized in miniaturization of security equipment. We made video cameras so small that the Go Pro was a giant. Our cameras were as small as the eye of a little girl’s teddy bear. And the microphones that went with them could be hidden in a tie tack or lapel pin. One of the best-sellers was a lapel pin mic that looked like an American Flag and it had a 25-foot range. It transmitted up to 300 feet away.
Our company was one of Andi’s customers. When she was escorted to my office, she saw me, turned, and walked out. I went after her.
“Andrea stop, if you are here on business, we can conduct business. This is a working enterprise after all.”
She turned around and I saw tears in her eyes.
“Go to the ladies room and compose yourself, I will be in my office.”
When she returned she was all business. She did not get an order that day, but it was because of what she was selling we had already in inventory. I did promise to keep her company in mind when we need to replenish our stock.
Andi came to the office about once a month. She did make some sales in my department. The line of products that she was pushing was the best value in the market at the time. Business dealings were all that happened.
After about a year, a new rep showed up. He was a slimy, slippery type. He was probably a good salesman, but he rubbed me wrong, and his products had not changed with the competition.
He introduced himself as Carl Weatherman, and he lost all chances of making a sale when he first words out of his mouth. “Ralphie, (I hate being called Ralphie) I have a great deal for you.”
“You can call me Mr. Winston, you have now introduced yourself so can I call you asshole?”
Carl’s jaw dropped and after a second or two I saw some anger.
Before he could respond, I said; “Sir, you are in my office trying to sell me something. How does pissing me off with your disrespect make that agenda possible?”
“I guess I stepped into it here didn’t I?”
“Yes. Now, do you have any new or upgraded products for me to look at? We have found a new source that outperforms your products on both applications and price.”
“Right now, no new products and the upgrades are still in testing.”
He did not get any sales, and when the sales manager from the company called me asking why I didn’t order any of their products. I told him why. “Your salesman is a disrespectful, arrogant jerk, and we found better products cheaper. Unless you improve your products we will not be buying any products in my department. I have also heard that your new salesman has made a lot of the other department heads angry. I know that we have a history, but I can not in good faith buy an inferior product that costs more.”
I missed Andi, except for that one time, she was always professional, and never tried to sell me anything that she knew I wouldn’t use.
Carl did not last for even three months. Andi called to set an appointment to talk. She came in and we had a sit-down. She came with the company president. They had a briefcase and a sample case. We set down at the conference table.
The president asked; “What will it take to get your business back?”
I started “A lot, the reason you lost the business in the first place is price and quality. Another problem with your product line is that the current catalog does not have what we need for our new products. As I told you on the phone, until I see improvement in quality and price for our legacy products, and new components for our new products, we can’t purchase from you.
That being said, I have been authorized to give you samples of the new line, and the improved legacy products. You have ninety days to submit your components and prices. Will that help?”
“Yes that will help. I also have our upcoming catalog of components. Please look it over. Also, if you find a product you want, we are offering you a 10% discount on all orders for a year. And of course, we still offer 2 10 net 30*.”
He continued; “I think that we have our work cut out for us. Thanks for meeting with us. I know that several of the other department heads will follow your lead.”
With that, they got up to leave. Andi trailed; as she got to the door she turned and asked. “Please call me, I want to talk to you.”
I nodded and they left.
That night I called Andi. She was subdued. “Ralph, I am so sorry I screwed up. I wish I could truthfully say that I was studying that night. I messed up. Please, can we try again?”
“Let me make sure what you are asking.” I said with a little vehemence; “If I am hearing correctly, you want to resume dating me; is that right? Will it be exclusive or not? Is it to see if we are destined to be together long term?”
“Yes to both of them. I want to be with you. While we are together it will be exclusive. I think that we have a good chance to have a long term relationship. I believe that we might possibly get married someday. My feelings are that strong.”
Now I had to show my level of anger at the lie. “So I am to take your word that we are exclusive like I took your word you were studying for a test the last time I believed you?”
“Yes, I know I screwed up the last time, but I want to see you away from business time again. I have some strong feelings that I can’t forget. Please let us try again.”
“Ok, I guess we can try. I never stopped liking you, I just stopped trusting you. When do you want to come and get me and what are we going to do?”
“Well, you got me.” She said with a laugh; “I am going to a charity dinner auction for a no-kill shelter for horses, dogs, and cats. I’ll pick you up at 7:00 PM on Saturday. It is not formal, so a suit is fine.”
“I will be waiting.”
With that, we started back together again. We dated for over eight months. I never had any reason to think Andi was not serious about our relationship.
It was Valentine’s Day and we were at a very upscale restaurant when I asked Andi to marry me. The look she gave me showed some anxiety and confusion. She said “I am not sure I am ready to get married. If I say yes to anyone, it will be you.”
I did not say another word. I got up, paid the bill, handed Andi a couple of twenty-dollar bills. “I’m sorry you feel that way. If you don’t mind, hell even if you do mind, your answer means no to me. You wanted to see if we are compatible, your hesitation makes me think you don’t think so, or at least you haven’t decided. You wanted to see if there was a long term relationship possibility. Not anymore, at least for me as of now. I release you from exclusivity. The money should get you a cab back to your apartment. I am leaving you to think about it.”
I went home. I was hurt and disappointed. I was also confused.
I had finally had enough. I decided that seeing Andi even in a business relationship would make me uncomfortable, so I applied for and got a job at a company a couple of states and a few hundred miles away. It was actually an upgrade. The salary was more, and it was a strictly 40 hour a week job. My mother wasn’t happy, but I saw her a couple of times a month and on all the major holidays.
I did not see Andi for over a year. I finally had to go back to my old company for a minor problem with my leaving. Andi was calling on my replacement, and when she came out of his office I was sitting in the waiting area.
She saw me, hesitated for a step or two, squared her shoulders and rushed out.
We concluded our meeting and straightened out the problem. I decided to drive back as I would arrive shortly after dark, and I was not scheduled to work the next day. As I was leaving the building, Andi was sitting in the entrance lobby.
“Ralph, could we talk?” She looked desperate.
I angrily replied, perhaps too loudly; “No, we can’t talk; you rushed out when you saw me like your ass was on fire. That was insulting, disrespectful, and par for the course of your actions toward me. That is not a hurt I wish to revisit. Please just forget you ever knew me and maybe the pain will go away.”{br}
I started to walk away when she tugged at my shirt sleeve. “Please Ralph, I am begging you. Please.”
She sounded so pathetic and as desperate as she had looked when I came out of the elevator.
“I will let you talk on two conditions. First, we will take no more than ten minutes. Then second, when we are done with that ten minutes you can tell me why I should agree to anything you say after you have lied, played games and then insulted me. Can you agree to that? If not let go of my sleeve and let me go as I have a five-hour drive to get back home.
She gulped; “What made you such an angry hard case? When we were dating you were the sweetest man I have ever known.”
“9 minutes 30 seconds”
“All right, I am a despicable person. I am a waste of space. I am a stupid, spoiled little girl. I have told myself all of that and more for the past year-plus. I wanted to say yes, but I couldn’t. I wanted to go with you that night I got caught with the asshole from college, but I already agreed to go with him. I lied because I was ashamed.
“When you saw me with him, I saw the hurt I caused I knew I had blown it for us to be together. Then when you taught me about lying, I was angry. I brought the asshole along to rub it in your face, but you refused to let me. You did the right thing and I did the wrong thing. Now I think that things are probably not going to work out between us.
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry for everything, and then I turned my back on you upstairs. It was so you wouldn’t see me cry. I guess this is really goodbye. I want to say one more thing that I know won’t mean much; but I love you, and I have loved you, I just can’t seem to commit.”
“Ok, you have said your piece. Goodbye Andrea, I loved you from about two weeks after we started dating, I just can not take the hurt anymore. Please if you see me again and I don’t see you, would you please turn and walk away. If I see you, I will do the same. As far as I am concerned, this should be the last contact we have. Ever.”
Andi had tears rolling down her cheeks, and she nodded and headed for the restroom.
I got in my car and drove to the hotel that I was staying at. I was not going to drive all that way back to my house angry.
When I got up the next morning, I thought about the confrontation with Andi. I decided that maybe we needed to actually talk without me being as hard-ass pissed at her as I was. I still had strong feelings for her, and I also knew that my temper let me say things that could have been left unsaid.
I didn’t know if her cell phone number had changed, but I tried it. It went to voice mail. “Andi; this is Ralph. I want to see you and see if we can talk without me ripping strips of skin off your back. I was angry yesterday, and I stayed in town. I feel we at least need to see if I can apologize for some of the hurtful things I said. My new cell number is XXX-5764. I will absolutely be leaving tomorrow morning if you do not call back.”
About 3:45 that afternoon she called back. “Ralph, did you mean it when you said you wanted to talk.”
“Yes I did, I was out of line yesterday. I was angry and seeing you brought back all of the hurt. I am asking if I can take you to dinner tonight. After that, I would like to go somewhere quiet, even here in the hotel lobby, and have the talk we should have had yesterday. Would you let me do that please?”
She said yes, we set a time, I got her address and ended the call. I called down to the desk to find a good semi-fancy place to eat. They told me of one. I called and made reservations.
We had a great meal, and even with the elephant in the room, the conversation was civil and quiet. When I drove her to my hotel and we sat in the lobby and talked about ourselves and our future.
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GayAn old friend of my wife’s was back in the country on a business trip. He had contacted us to see if we wanted to meet up before he went back home. We agreed and invited him to join us for dinner and stay over on his last night. He arrived at our house about 5pm, my wife was preparing dinner so we sat and chatted in the living room. “You are a very lucky man, Denise looks amazing” he said . “Thanks, I know she is wonderful and she can cook as well” I joked. We sat laughing when Denise came...
Despite the undesirable task at hand, Cal had left his house feeling good this morning. It was all about Anna: 19 years old, 5’4,’ with gorgeous strawberry blonde hair and a slim but just curvy enough tennis physique, she had been Cal and Sam’s (Cal’s wife) part-time nanny and housekeeper for about four months. He could swear that there was something more between them. There had been enough meaningful glances, too-long looks, and other awakward hard-on-generating moments that he could almost...
“Lessons?” Roxanne asked as we all assembled to go over the mission. “Do not let them get close. Their use of an orbital strike was seriously over the top for the situation, but would have caught us if we’d actually engaged them,” Adok spoke up. “Agreed, Adok,” Roxanne nodded. “Fortunately, unless they learn how to conceal a firing we’ll always have enough notice to pull you out.” “I’m still not sure what they hoped to gain from this. An orbital strike wouldn’t give them a clue as to who...
_________________________ Sophie, having led such a sheltered life, had little in mind except for the sexual aspects of marriage when, at the tender age of nineteen, she let herself be swept off her feet in a whirlwind romance, and gave her love to Barry, a man much older than herself. From puberty, Sophie had been constantly tormented with sexual desire, and now that she was married, she was ready to satiate her lust and to fuck like an animal. What she soon found though, was not the...
"I truly believe I love you Abigail." "I love you too, Phileas. Now, please tell me why my husband has you here as his guest?" I was silent for a moment, thinking furiously. Then I began to tell her a blatantly concocted tale designed the turn her against Sir Baring and grant me leeway to her daughter Nicole. Knowing that the best of lies are as truthful as possible, I began thusly: "Dearest Abigail, your husband is a very wealthy man. I myself am not poor, but he has it within his...
Lexington, a colleague of one of my friends, was introduced to us all in the pub, and I got on well with him right from the start, despite me being a twenty-year old student and him being a good seven years older than me. That same evening we met I let him know that I was bisexual, just so he was clear, but thankfully although he seemed completely straight, which may have just been subconscious preconceptions on my part about a well built, shaved bald, over six foot tall black guy, he didn’t...
Once we had visited our first adult theater, my wife was hooked. If we did not go to a swingers club or if she did not find anyone she wanted to do at the club. We would stop by an adult theater. Sometimes if she was particularly horny we would skip the swingers clubs all together. We would also check out different theaters.Here is a story about one our visits to an adult theaters.Trip to the old Lido Theater when it was in east Dallas.We found the theater address in a swinger’s magazine. ...
This story is about a girl called Jennifer (real name). I met Jennifer in 2007 when I was training to be an EMT. During training, all students had to do a certain amount of clinical training hours in the field, sometimes in the ER, but more often on an ambulance. For one of my clinicals, I went to a private ambulance service in the city where I was living. There were several crews working that day, and I wasn't the only student there. I was assigned to ride with an all male crew, much to my...
Hello, I am William Wilkerson." I had no idea what this was about or who she was other than she was gorgeous. "My name is Jasmine Caretaker and I am from Cassandra." "Cassandra? I don't understand. Where are we?" "At the moment, we are on Crossroads. It is a planet between Earth, Cassandra and Chaos." "What is Chaos?" "As the name implies, it is a world where the basis of might makes right prevails in most cases." "I still don't understand." "It is the place where 'The...
Dressed to the nines, Blake Blossom lets herself into her boyfriend Ryan Mclane’s house. She knows that she’s the other woman, and she revels in it. Dropping her purse, Blake struts into Ryan’s bedroom and goes through his wife’s drawers until she finds the lingerie. She picks out a few sets that she likes and then strips down to try them on. The purple bra and thong doesn’t feel right, so Blake goes ahead and tries on the red set. She finds Ryan’s...
xmoviesforyouThis started as a text chat with someone who has a crushing fetish. I realized after a while that I had basically written a piece of erotica so I copy/pasted it, cleaned up the grammar a bit, and now post it here for your consideration.You can clearly see the dirty sole of my shoe as it hovers over you. I'm keeping my heel on the floor though because I don't want to just squash you, I want to play with you first. It's not often that I get to torture a little man.I lift my foot, turn it a bit to...
When Dave woke on Saturday morning he was very anxious; he had a growing fear about talking to Jennifer and what her reaction would be. He knew that as each day passed he was getting closer to a probably difficult discussion with her and, now that he knew she was coming to QAI with the twins on Monday, he felt even more nervous. He went to Hawks Hallow and spent the morning practicing, but he was distracted as he continued to think about Jennifer. After two hours he finally decided to call it...
Gwendy's frown was ever-present as she made her way down to the front row of the theatre. She'd stepped on the wrong toes, and her chickenshit editor had relocated her to the entertainment beat, where she couldn't do any harm to his "insurance" rates. Now she was stuck covering Amateur Night at Chandra's, a 21-and-up club known for erotic "hypnotists," sexy magician acts, raunchy comedians and waitresses in bunny uniforms. Her camerawoman, Pat, panned across the crowd to show who was...
She should have none better than to poke the ‘beast. Rebel and refuse to clean the bathrooms. The bottom line was by ‘CHALLENGING’ established modes of accepted behavior. The capricious female-wed to be see tried to set an awful president and put silly and relationship breakers into possible play no longer very desirable, cherished female minions whom fate had thrown together. And, it was all because her choice not to help clean the bathrooms was an epic life-changing mistake. In the end,...
I stand up and unhook her bound hands from above her head. They fall down around my neck and her trembling body sags into my arms. I hold her close, kissing her hair, feeling her hard nipples bore into my chest. With one hand I unbutton my jeans, allowing them to fall to the floor. She moans as my hot, rigid cock touches her belly, leaving a sticky smear of clear cum from its tip. I step out from my jeans and half carry her to a chair nearby. I sit down and she sits straddling my thighs, hands...
Generation X: Training Excercise - Taisto Vähäjärki, 2004 M settled down on her knees in front of Chamber and took his semi-erect dickin her hand. They were in the tool shed on the grounds of the MassachusettsAcademy. Jonothon had his black jeans down around his ankles, and Jubilee,wearing only an open white shirt, was standing by his side, cleaning the spermfrom her breasts and chin and scooping it to her mouth with her fingers. Shewas observing M. The Arab girl was wearing a tight, black top...
Karen wanted to stay the night and send Patricia home but Jack nixed that idea. “I’m beat Gloria and I want to sleep alone tonight. Both of you get dressed and go home. I will see the two of you soon. Of course he would! Jack was worn out. As soon as the mother and daughter left he took a hot shower and traipsed off to bed, sliding under the covers, still naked. Jack slept soundly. He did not wake until 10:00 A. M. Sunday morning, sporting his usual morning erection. Jack reached under he...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By Megan Campbell (Released: August 1, 2011) Chapter 47 - The Indiana State Fair On Tuesday, Dad awakened me much earlier than I wanted to start the day. I whined while climbing out of the bed in my room of our suite, and headed for the bathroom to start...
Hello, Greetings !! ISS and readers I’m not new to ISS, I already posted my real experiences and also narrated stories. I’m back with new story. Let me introduce those you not came across with me, myself Hemanth – open, free, frank, positive, loveable, friendly nature, ……. { Feedback must, its my humble request } – Forgive me if any mistakes are there. Coming to the story- This incident happened in my bachelors, my institution is 32kms far from my house I used to travel in RTC bus, our...
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‘Aida Gonzalez!’ barked the director. ‘You’re up next. Get ready!’ Steady now girl. Don’t screw it! She scolded herself. The 5′ 4′ dark haired girl took a deep breath to steady herself. She watched for the director’s cue. When she saw his hand signal, she walked on to the stage with her black pinafore and a white apron holding a tray with the usual mock-up stage props of tea sets. She set the tray down on the low table, ‘Would Madame want some tea?’ She asked of the leading actress. The...
Today was the meetup. Me, Blake, and Sandy were gonna break into Rezzo's Magic Shop. Now, I'm not exactly the type of guy who breaks into places: 24, average build, decent job. But I'm always down for whatever my friends are doing. Sandy always is trying to get us to do whatever weird punk stuff she's still clinging onto from her High School days. I looked in the mirror to check my hair. Black and shaggy, as usual. As I picked up my toothbrush I flex my arm, hoping to see some progress from my,...
Last year, I wrote a story entitled Foul Language, wherein a bitter, angry Geoff Matheson had been through an ugly, unjustified divorce from his wife of 30 years. The most dispiriting part of the whole episode was the vile treatment he received at the hands of his wife’s divorce lawyer, one Claire LaPointe. Geoff survived the divorce, and moved to the West Coast to start a new life. He was not a happy man, and only the single good fortune of having a large corporation purchase an obscure...
The circular mound rose from the moor, open at the top, with a set of stairs set into the curved wall descending to the bottom. The body of a bandit we had not killed lay sprawled below. “My Thane, I’ve never heard of bandits cooperating with wizards before. We should be careful, we could be walking into a war zone.” I smiled. “Excellent. Let them kill each other, and we can walk through unhindered.” I paused. “Of course, if this is like every OTHER crypt in Skyrim I’ve been in, I’m sure...