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.

Something About Her

Beyond comparison, you match no one my love. Standing by the balcony, fresh moonlight catches you at the right angle.

Me?

I’m just some, unworthy man lost in what is before me. An outlined silhouette, embraces a silk robe that kisses your nipples just so. Begging to be sucked, they sit up neatly hiding by the robes edge. Noticing the thirst between your thighs, I move towards you. Then I surrender this moment to you, in hopes we form something new.

Doctor: Part 2

He looked at me in a cold way but then started to fumble with his glasses as I stood there in amazement. Without warning his fingertips went straight to my chin and he asked me to cough. I opened my mouth partially and let out more of a soft whisper than an actual cough. “So Samantha why are you here today?” as I stood trying to find the exact words to say. “Well I had a little sensation, down there and I wanted to know what that feeling is”, I felt as if my legs would give out any minute and then he offered me a seat. I kept my legs from opening by squeezing them tight while my legs went into each other. He caught a quick glance at my legs and looked back at my chart. Tapping his pen against the paper, the light from the window shined upon his green eyes. Purposely trying to look away he began to analyze my problem. As he crouched down to look at me directly into my eyes I felt chills come over my whole body. “Samantha I know this is the first time we have met but I would need to look inside to get a sense of whats wrong”, Instantly I felt an unease come over me and I jumped up, grabbed my sweater and told him nothing is wrong then I left his office.

Upon arriving at home, I quickly went to my room to collect my thoughts. Laying into my bed I starred at the ceiling wondering if I made a mistake by just leaving. After all I still had this problem yet I didn’t know how to even explain to the doctor. Moments later I checked my cellphone and realized that I had a voice message from the doctor. “Samantha, I am sorry about what happened earlier today but I would really like for you to come back in, please.” His voice left me speechless and I started to reconsider my visit all over again. My eyes closed for just a moment and I seen his face looking into mine as his black curls tousled between my fingertips. Suddenly my day dream became disrupted by Angie busting through the door to tell me she going to her part time job at the book store. As quickly as she came , she left with the door swinging shut. I sat up in my bed and began to lose my self in the thought of him touching my pussy. How would he do it? Would it be two fingers making my clit swell or would he just dive in and use his tongue? I giggled at the thought and threw my bra into the air. He wanted to see me the next day at his office and of course I wouldn’t disappoint.

The next morning I had awaken to Angie, slapping me with a pillow. “Sam, wake up there is some doctor dude down stairs to see you and he is fucking hot!” I awakened urgently and then I rushed to put on my robe with my hair in a tornado of a ponytail. I ran down the hall but my chubby thighs kept slowing me down. I got down to bottom of the stairs almost falling and he stood there ready to catch me. “Samantha slow down, don’t hurt yourself please, I am not sure if you would be ready for mouth to mouth”, he smiled as I stood there bubbling from the inside. I looked at him and said, ” You make house calls?” and then he looked at me with a grin, “For you, yes I make house calls.”