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Al was just pouring the coffee as I walked into the kitchen. He finished pouring and looked up.
"Wow! You look wonderful! I can't remember when you looked better than you do now. It has to have been years ago. You are still one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen."
"Please, sir. Flattery will get you everywhere. But I appreciate it since I have been working very hard to look this good."
Al and I talked for a good hour about nothing in particular and everything in general. We talked about Jennie and Angie and their new life and we talked about the reception and the people there that neither of us knew and we marveled at the difference in the old Jennie and the new one. We knew that we had given her a solid foundation and we hoped that it had served her well when it was time to change. She made the transition successfully and we knew we had played our part. It was a good feeling.
Since we were relaxed and talking and the feeling was calm and loving, I decided to take my chance.
"Where do we go from here, Al? I told you how I felt years ago when I wrote you that letter trying to explain my actions. I don't know if you ever read it since you never responded but everything I said in that letter is still true. I never stopped loving you and I never wanted any other man but you. That night with Woody I kept thinking of you and how you loved what I did for you and how you responded. I kept missing the things you did and I knew that what I was doing was not right, but I still thought of you all the time. Afterwards, I knew it was wrong because he wasn't you. It just wasn't the same. I even remember thinking that only you could understand what I mean."
"Since you left, there has been no one else and I have never even dated. I told Woody the same night I told you about him that there would never be anything between he and I and that it was my fault that I allowed it to happen. He was devastated that he had hurt you by his actions. I told him it was my fault but he wouldn't accept that. He was so decent that he was hurting for you and I as much as we were."
I stopped to watch his face. I couldn't tell his reactions and he wasn't saying anything, so I continued.
"I quit my job at the bank for obvious reasons when you left and I found another job where I work now. That's where I met Mary and she and I became best friends. She was divorced as was I and we finally decided to move in together. I kept having nightmares in our old house so when she offered, I accepted. I wanted new memories, not the old sad ones."
"I wrote you that letter and I contacted Henry Green shortly after you left me. I don't know whether he told you, but I threatened him with a lawsuit. I also hired Clive Owens and asked him to find both you and Jennifer. I had a lot of information and he tried real hard for a while but you were gone to ground as he put it. He put out a net that would stay in place waiting for you to resurface. But in the meantime he found Jennie and you know the rest of that story. I didn't tell you but all of the alimony that you were paying me went into a trust fund for Angie. I also put the proceeds from the sale of our old house into that trust. I thought you would approve."
"So, I need to know where we go from here. I still love you and I want you to come home to me. I am so very sorry for hurting you as I did and I hope you can forgive me. I don't know what else to say except that I have lived every day since you left as someone I hope you could be proud of and learn to trust."
There. I had finally said what I had wanted to say from the day he left me. I told him all of it and I laid my soul out in front of him. I gave him my hopes and I put my future in his hands. I watched his face and waited for him to say something.
"Angie, you know I never stopped loving you and I'm glad that you still love me. But things are different now than they were. I don't quite know how to explain except to just say it."
"First, I have a daughter named Consuela. She is just 7 years old and she is back in Brazil. I have been living there under the name of Angelina, Alberto Angelina. Ironic isn't it that I took your name as my new last name? I married her mother, Bettina, a year after I left you. I didn't love her but she was good to me and she needed a husband to care for her and her daughter so we came to an understanding. I married her and adopted Consuela. She is now truly my daughter."
I was shocked and saddened. I had lost him without even being aware of it. I looked away as tears began to form. I couldn't speak and he finally continued.
"Bettina and I lived together in Sao Paula, a city in the coastal region of Brazil and I worked as a mechanical engineer, a gringo engineer they called me. I could barely understand Portuguese but my Spanish was always pretty good so I had little trouble fitting in. It was a good life for a while until Bettina fell ill. She caught a fever that was fairly common there but she had little resistance to it and she quickly became sick and finally died. That was less than a year ago and one of the reasons I came back to the states. I wanted to talk with the Federal prosecutors again to allow me to come back home permanently, and I wanted to bring Consuela here to the states."
I had become calmer when he told me that Bettina had died. I admit I was glad that she died: sad but true. I couldn't help myself for feeling a little thrill of happiness when I heard that he was no longer married to someone else. What did that make me? I didn't know and I really didn't care.
"The Feds finally OK'd the deal and I moved back here first to begin the process of bringing her back. It is difficult since she is a citizen of Brazil, but my daughter legally. I never gave up my US citizenship."
He looked at me for a second before he finally sighed and continued.
"You probably don't care much about this since you don't know Connie and she is nothing to you but she is important to me. I want to give her the same life that we had."
"You're wrong! I do care! I am glad that you want to make a new home for her here in the states. I agree with you. I can't say that I am sorry that your wife there died. I would be lying if I said that. I'm glad in a way that she's dead. I know that makes me a terrible person but I don't care. I'm glad you don't have another wife."
Al just looked at me and dammed if he didn't smile! He actually looked up at the ceiling and let out a little laugh. It made me smile as well. I was really a terrible person.
"I understand exactly what you mean. And I told you; our marriage was one of convenience. We liked each other but we didn't love each other. I was sad when she died but more for Connie's sake than anything."
"There is one other thing you need to know before we go any further. I convinced the Feds to release some funds to make sure that I could honor the agreements I made to you when I left. Mr. Green only knew about the funds that I told him about. There was more that he didn't know about and I never touched them until now. I wanted to clear that with the Feds as well so that I could come home and make a good home for Connie. I hope you understand that I didn't tell you about the money for your own protection."
"I never cared about your money. That was your failing, not mine. I was happy with what we had, always. I loved our little house as much as the bigger one so long as you were there. Don't you know that?"
"I finally realized it after I had time to think about everything. I did read your letter and I understood how you felt and I realized then that I had thrown everything I cared about away. Because of the trouble I was in, I believed it was too late to come back and that it would be better if you had moved on. When I got your letter, it truly was too late for me."
Al sat there with a sad look on his face. I couldn't determine what he was thinking but I was pleased with the way the conversation had gone up to this point. He was free, he wanted to move back to the US, his daughter wasn't a problem for me and he had some money of his own so he wouldn't feel beholding to me. I just wasn't sure what he was thinking.
"Al, look at me. Why don't you continue to work to bring Connie back home to the states? In the meantime, you could move in here with me since I have all of this room. I think that would be good to help convince immigration and the state department that you have everything it takes to make a good home for her. Don't you agree?"
He seemed to be considering what I had said but then he paused.
"I don't know that moving in here would be a good idea. We aren't married any longer and I don't know how it would look. And, I don't want to give the wrong impression to anyone, including you."
I didn't like what he had just said. I wasn't sure what he meant by that statement so I decided to ask.
"What do you mean by that? What wrong impression? I love you and you love me. What more is there?"
"We parted under circumstances that were not happy. I think you may have forgotten that. I don't know how I feel about that just yet. I would have to think about things first."
"Think about what things? You know that I was wrong and I admitted it. I apologized and I promised that it would never happen again. I also know that you know that I never stopped loving you. It was never about that. You know that!"
"I believe you but I have to think about some things. For instance, I would have to see Woody all the time knowing what you and he did together. I don't know how I feel about that just yet."
That hurt. I had never thought about that, not once. As far as I was concerned, Woody was Jennie's husband and only that. I never once thought about that night again after Al left. I told him that. I begged him to believe me.
"I do believe you but that doesn't change what you did and what I think about when I see him. You have had time, but I haven't. And I still have to be convinced that he doesn't have an agenda. He was in love with you and love just doesn't go away. He says he loves Jennie but how much of that is just a way of being around you?"
"Al, you can't believe that. Woody is not that kind of person. I know he loves Jennie and Angie and he never once tried anything with me once I told him we were through. He wouldn't do that. I believe that with every fiber of my being."
"So I am just supposed to forget that you spent the night with another man in his bed while we were married?"
"It was a mistake! I swear to you that it meant nothing and that all I wanted to do was to make you happy, but you weren't there for me! I have had to live with that for the last five years and I had regretted it every day of that time. I never spoke to Woody again and he and I never talked to each other after that. Not until I asked him to help Jennie. You told me you understood. You said that you understood why I did it."
"I did understand and I did take the blame for forcing you to do it, but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt. It hurt like hell and it still does, every time I see him. Yet, isn't it strange that he was so happy to help you after you shut him out for all that time? Isn't it strange that the first person you thought of to help you was him?"
"I was thinking only of Jennie and the best way to find her a good job so that she could care for herself and Angie. I knew that he could help her and I knew that he felt he owed me something. I admit only to that. Only that I could take advantage of him and, for my child, I would deal with the devil."
"That could well be true. I do believe that you have no feelings for Woody any more but I don't believe that is true of him and because of that, I don't trust him completely. You will just have to accept that."
"What did he say to you before the wedding that allowed you to go through with it? Can you tell me?"
"He didn't actually tell me anything. He just said that he loved our daughter and that he was going to make a good life for her and Angie. He said that he understood my distrust of him but that all he could do was to show me by his actions. I accepted him at his word but I will never trust him."
"So I ruined our marriage and I ruined any chance that you and our daughter's husband can ever be friends. How am I supposed to live with that?"
"The same way I learned to live with the thought of you and our daughter's husband in bed together."
I was devastated. I had such high hopes for us before this but I had no idea of the depth of the hurt I had caused my husband with my actions so long ago. I had accepted my responsibility and I knew the damage I had done, but I never considered the depth of the betrayal before this. How had I not seen this coming?
"I think that I had better leave. We both have some thinking to do. I'll call you in a day or so. Good night."
With that, Al left me and I was completely alone for the first time in almost four years. Since Mary entered my life and later, Jennie and Angie, I always had a home full of love and hope, almost everything I had ever wanted. Only my husband was missing and I had never forgotten him. I waited, confident that he would eventually come home. I had built a life on that dream. Now, that dream was in danger of becoming a nightmare.
I thought continuously about Al and the things he said to me. I couldn't stop thinking that he was wrong, but I also knew that he had the right to feel the way he did about my actions. He was also within his rights to think about Woody what he did. I didn't believe it but Al did and that is what counted. I would have to come up with something to change has mind.
I heard from Jennie and Angie the next day from Florida. They were happy and having a good time. Jennie seemed very happy and I could tell from her voice that Angie was beside herself. I talked with them for a while and finally hung up, felling good about their new life. I had begun to think of something that I hoped would help the situation with Al but I wasn't ready yet to bring it up. I would see how things went first.
Al called that same afternoon after I had talked with Jennie. He asked if I had heard from them and I filled him in. He was especially interested in Angie's reaction and he seemed pleased with her description of Disney World. We made plans for dinner that evening and I wanted only to have time with Al. I vowed that we would keep the conversation light and I would not bring up our future again until I was ready.
I dressed in my best skirt and blouse combination; one that I knew would draw some praise. It was rather tight and short but still appropriate for a woman of my age. I wore my heels and I knew my legs were still one of my best features. I completed my outfit with a single strand of pearls with pearl earrings. My hair was down, since I knew Al always preferred it that way. I was as ready as I would ever be.
He picked me up with appropriate comments and we went to dinner at a nice restaurant where my outfit was right in style. He had dressed in a casual suit and tie. He looked lean and fit and the time he spent in Brazil was apparently well spent. The dinner went fine and we talked again just as before about everything and nothing. We talked a little about the newlyweds and their plans and where they were going to live. We skipped over the hard parts by mutual agreement. The evening went very nicely.
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Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...
When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
Lesbian“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...
He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...
Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...
There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...
Clothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.] Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...
“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....
Once a upon a time, a long long time ago yesterday in fact. Today I began my plan to catch the elusive one. The one who rescues clothespins from clotheslines. The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. Now that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my...