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She quickly found on Monday morning that Victor had not returned to the flat. It upset her. She organised her two children with one of her caretakers and with a heavy heart drove to his house in the suburbs. Once again she was going to apologise, but she felt that this was different from the last time. Then she was in fear she might have lost him as a friend; now she was almost sure she had lost him as a lover and also as a friend. She felt fatalistic about the outcome.
The gates were wide open as if he were expecting her, and in this surmise she was correct. He knew she would come if he did not go back to the flat.
He had had the previous evening to ponder over what had transpired. He was calmer now, and his strategic brain had clarified things for him. He needed more information from her. Had she had sex with this Ian? How well did she know him? What were her feelings for the man?
He thought through his own relationship with her. He had not proposed marriage; they were friends with benefits. He began to wonder whether their sexual relationship was based on her gratitude to him for all he did for her both in the past and the present, as he helped her with her children. He really did not know where they stood in relation to each other, but he suspected that it was over, at least as lovers.
He corrected himself. In fact it would not make any difference to the outcome. She had lied to him about another man, and so he did have issues of trust.
He became more acutely aware of the age difference between them, and had seen the other man, that Ian. He was her age. If she was in love with Ian, then he was a better match, always assuming he wasn’t another wastrel like Seth.
Victor did not like the idea, but he was enough of a realist to suspect it would happen. He felt sad and depressed that something good with someone he had loved was coming to an end.
Thus equipped he waited for his errant lover to arrive. He watched the car come up the drive, operated the door-opening mechanism and waited in the hallway.
She came through the doorway and saw him; his face was impassive, unreadable.
He noted her expression. Last time there was fear, but this time he could not read her. She seemed almost emotionless. A brief sad half-smile, then nothing more he could name.
“Come through,” he said. Neither had offered a greeting. She had made no movement to embrace him, for which he was grateful; he would not have known what to do. He preceded her into the living room.
“Take a seat,” he said, sitting himself in his usual armchair. She sat on the sofa at right angles to him but at the opposite end. Significant. She had physically and symbolically accepted there was now an emotional distance between them.
She looked him in the eye.
“You will want an explanation,” she said. “Actually, you, more than anyone, deserve one.”
He nodded; beyond that there was no reaction.
She smiled a little smile, then it was gone again. “If I try to explain, then you could ask me any questions you want?”
He nodded again.
“I apologise for lying to you. I really am sorry, you deserved better from me,” she said.
She did not look or sound distraught, but quite composed.
“I’ll come to the reasons why I lied in a while.”
He nodded again, a tacit invitation to continue, that he accepted her apology. Again that flash of a brief smile on her pretty face, lighting it up as it always did.
“Ian was my first boyfriend, and I gave him my virginity. He was and is kind, gentle, steady.
“Then Seth came along, the alpha male, and I dumped Ian for Seth, who got me pregnant. The worst mistake of my life. I came up north with Seth and heard no more from Ian.
“Then last Christmas I met him again at a party. The attraction was instantaneous, and we made love at the party, and then again over Christmas week while I was there. At Christmas you and I were simply friends, so I didn’t think anything of it.
“Ian told me he’d never forgotten me and wanted to start again. He wanted me to give up my job here and live with him, but I was still getting over being dependent on Seth and needed my independence, so I put him off. He asked to see me again and said he would write. I promised to see him when I went south again.
“When I got back here, I waited for his email but it never came, so I assumed he had second thoughts. That’s when we got together.
“Then came Uncle Harry’s stroke. You know, I never even thought about Ian. You were in my thoughts looking after the children for me. When I got back I got a text from him, asking why I had not written or seen him while I was there. It turned out that my computer had put his emails into junk. I felt terrible about that and next time I went down there we spent time together and of course we made love again.
“I felt so guilty afterwards. I felt that I had betrayed your love for me. I think it was mainly fear that you would not understand, and I didn’t want to lose the friendship we had. When I got back here, you were so loving that I fell back into our usual way with each other. Then it was a feeling that I was cheating on Ian.
“I’ve had time to think about this,” she sniffed. “I really do love both of you. Ian wants me to go home and I know he wants me to marry him, but I have this problem with dependence.
“You have never said anything about settling down together, but you’ve been so kind and loving, so I have been in a dilemma. I wanted to tell both of you, but I was afraid of losing either or both of you, and I just kept putting it off. That was stupid and wrong.
“I don’t expect you to accept any of this, but it is the truth. I do love both of you. It’s not insatiable lust, you know. Not the sex. I don’t fancy one of you more than the other, but I do love both of you very much.
“That’s why when you assumed my visitor was a woman, I just went along with it. When you asked what I did with my ‘girlfriend’ I was afraid of losing you, and I lied. Please forgive me, it’s just I couldn’t make up my mind. I think I wanted it to go on for a while longer in the hope I’d find an answer, but I think it’s been decided for me, and it’s out of my hands now.
“If you want me to resign, I’ll do it,” she added.
She had finished. She hoped she’d said the right things, the true things. There was nothing to be done but wait for his verdict. She was fatalistic; she felt dead inside. She remembered that Victor told Katy he was finished with her for good.
Victor was watching her as she spoke. She seemed to have lost her spark. She told the story and it answered all his questions of her, but it provoked more that only he could answer. She was waiting for his response.
He gave it.
“First of all, your employment is now solely with the management company; it is no longer with me. You are an invaluable asset Susan as manager of the flats, and I can’t see any reason why you should resign.”
He stopped; his statement made no difference to her expression and he wondered briefly if she’d decided to go south to her boyfriend in any case. He tried to marshal his thoughts.
“Regarding our relationship. The lies have upset me, but clearly you are aware of that. Nothing to be done about that; you have explained the whys and wherefores of it. You did it and it can’t be undone.
“As you say, I made no move to make our relationship permanent, but I did assume that while we were making love you would not be seeing someone else. I count that as a betrayal of my care for you. I understand why, and I do forgive you for it. I suppose it counts as a betrayal of Ian as well, but that’s not my problem.
“Since I got back I’ve had to think things though. The conclusion I’ve come to, and what you have told me reinforces it, is that you really do love me but you love Ian as well. I’m in my later forties and you are in your twenties; I always suspected I was too old for you – no, don’t interrupt.” He cut her off before she could speak.
“You’ve confirmed that by having sex with Ian. You will understand that if our relationship were to have continued, I would always be looking over my shoulder for another man more your own age to come along.
So that means we are finished, Susan. I will miss the children, and I will miss you, but I can’t see us being ‘just friends’ after being lovers. I just can’t do that. You know that saying about lovers going back to holding hands?”
He smiled and she nodded wryly. He went on.
“I’m selling the flat in town, and as a result, I won’t be around any more. So it’s goodbye.”
“But the children?” she said as her eyes filled with tears. “They love you!”
“Susan they are very young,” he told her. “They’ll soon forget me; children adjust so quickly. I’ll miss them, but to continue seeing them would mean I would see you, and I don’t think I could cope with that.”
Her shoulders slumped and she gazed at him through her tears.
She sighed, “So this really is goodbye.”
“Yes.”
She looked at his face. He was impassive; she could not read him. “I’m sorry,” she said.
“So am I,” he smiled briefly, “but Ian is nearer your age and will be better for you. You said you love him. You’ll have to decide what to do about that.
I know you value your independence, but, Susan, Ian is not Seth, you know. You’ve done the independence thing now, and really there are more important things in life than independence. A husband might earn the money for a mother at home with the children, but he depends on her just as much. Think about that.”
She knew the meeting was at an end and stood.
“I’ll miss you so much,” she said tearfully.
“And I you,” he replied, “but it’s the best way, for both of us.”
“Hug?”
“OK.”
“Kiss?”
“OK.”
It was a short, tender kiss from both. As she left the house, Victor called her name. She stopped and turned.
“Does Ian know about you and me?” Victor asked.
“No?” she said, looking puzzled.
“Whatever you do,” he said with a smile, “don’t tell him. You haven’t committed to him yet. Understand?”
She gazed at him for a long moment, then she smiled.
“Thank you Victor. I love you.”
“And I love you.”
She got in her car and drove out of the gates. She drove for a mile and then stopped. She stared at the road ahead. The clouds above were grey, and the road was grey. Her eyes were dry, but she felt the loss of Victor intensely.
All he had done and suffered for her flashed before her memory, and she realised that in achieving independence in her life, she had unknowingly depended heavily on him. Without him she wondered if she would ever have gained her self-respect; or the confidence to live her own life and hold down a complex and demanding job.
She smiled as she thought what his response would have been to that thought. He would say she did it herself. He would be right, but only to a certain extent: he gave her the structure while leaving her free to become who she now was.
It came to her that he had withdrawn from her life so she could be free to choose Ian or her job without an additional complication. He had made life easy for her, as he always had. She felt deep gratitude to him for his strength of character, and the strength of his love for her.
She would write him a long letter telling him of her appreciation and gratitude, not to say love. She would never forget what he had done for her.
She drove on to pick up her children and return to the flat. She looked at the two small people she was responsible for as they played in the living room and everything became clear. She did love Ian, and he would make a wonderful father. They needed a father more than she need her independence. She made two phone calls.
“Ian, I want to come home. I’m ready. Will you have me?”
A silence, then a question.
“Do you want to confess anything before I answer?”
She did not hesitate and went against all the advice she’d been given.
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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...