Valentine’s Day Story: Love in the Making

Routinely, my wife and I operate like cuckoo clocks. We go out to the edge of the plank, greet each other then go our separate ways. Its consistently been like this and I know why. We had a rough patch in our marriage a few years back. I became involved with another woman that we both knew. It wasn’t a long affair just a couple of nights of fun. I thought about telling my wife, but someone beat me to it.

The hard part came when she decided not to leave. Like a death had suddenly came into the family, I was locked out from the joys of her life. Everything is done without me now. She goes to the movies alone. Also spend alot of time with her friends. There is never a question of where I was or where I am going. If something exciting happens to me at work, she just smiles then walks away. I really want her to get back to normal and forget this happened. Why can’t she just get over it? It was just sex, nothing more than that.

Today is Valentines Day, so I decided to sit and watch our wedding video. I really don’t know what made me watch it actually. It had been years since I saw it. The video opens with her and the bridesmaids putting on their beautiful dresses. She looks gorgeous and thrilled to be getting married. That day, I wondered if I was even good enough to wed such a woman. The video ends with us dancing under a few scattered lights. Then the video cuts off abruptly because we ran out of tape. I have no idea how I can mend her heart or what to do next.

“That day is still the best day of my life.”

Turning from the video, I observe my wife leaning against the wall looking at me with affectionate eyes.

“Are you sure its still the best day? I have been such a fuck up since then.”

“That day can never be erased. I don’t hate you for what you did, I just don’t understand why you would do that to me.”

“I have no answer for what I did. I have been foolish to think it would be something that you could just get over. Now looking at our wedding video, I can see your love for me was unconditional.”

Sitting on the couch, she comes and rests beside me. Hair in a messy bun, she flashes a smile then rubs my chin. My eyes start to swell with tears but she quiets my pain with a kiss. At that moment, I felt energized loved and wanted. I embraced her in the warmest hug ever and we both laid on the couch watching the wedding video all over again.

Dropping Dick Off

I have been a male escort for a month and I’m not sure if I like it. The hours I work are completely up to me. I work Friday’s, Monday’s and Sunday’s. If a client wants me on any other day I charge more. Although I’m pretty good at my job some things about it I don’t like.

Being kicked out of a strangers car at 2 am is no fun. I have to spend an hour just to find my way home. You would think after I let someone’s husband fuck my ass they would treat me a little better but no. I sucked his dick like a pro, he pays me then throws me out. However this happens mostly on Friday nights when they are in a hurry to get home.

Small cocks never turn me on. It never fails that a client will show up with a tiny cock. Although this saves me from anal bruises, I feel nothing. It’s like he is looking for something yet never finds it. Then they want me to suck their cock and tell them how big it is. In my mind I giggle but I go out of my way to give them the best experience. I suck their cock like candy , swallowing it whole in my mouth. I move my tongue around like a snake and vibrate my jaws to make them cum super quick.

One client can only see me on Sunday after church because he is a pastor. We spend Sunday evening fucking in his office or the car. He has tried to get me to come to his house for bible study but that’s a bit much for me. When he fucks my tight anal he thanks me for existing. His cock is huge and chocolate which is my favorite combination. He treats me dirty as we fuck telling me I’m a sinner. This language should bother me but I keep letting him fuck me as I stroke my cock. He loves when I sit on his cock calling him dark daddy. He pays more than any of my other clients which is why I don’t mind fucking all night. When he unloads cum into my ass, I force him to put it in my mouth. He drills his cock in my mouth filling it with cum. I love this so much because his eyes roll then close as he jerks his body. This lasts all night or at least until his wife calls bitching wondering where he is at.

Sometimes I want to stop fucking these men but someone needs to help these guys. As I arrive back to my apartment on a Friday night, I start to wonder what the pastor will talk about at church this Sunday.