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I was the other guy
Aug 28 2007, 4:55 PM EDT Years ago I was engaged to a woman who I thought would always be faithful to me. One morning I knew in my heart that something was going on with her and somebody else. That same evening I arranged to leave work at 9PM instead of my usual 11PM. We lived in an apartment complex, and as I climbed the stairs, I kept saying to myself, it's just my imagination...there's nothing to worry about. I turned the key in the lock, but the deadbolt was set, and my heart started to sink (we always used only the lower lock). I quietly turned the deadbolt, and slowly pushed the front door open, trying to be as quiet as possible. I passed the kitchen on my right, and when I saw a pair of men's underwear on the floor, that was the beginning of my silent scream. I moved toward the bedroom on the left and I heard a moaning sound. "Ungh......ungh.....ungh.....ungh" My brain went into panic mode. I pushed open the bedroom door and switched on the light, and it took a seconds to focus on the scene. The first thing I saw was a white guy's naked ass on top of my fiancee's naked body. The sound I had heard before was my fiancee grunting while he fucked her. Sometimes people say that they're sorry, or words to that effect. Here's what my fiancee said: "I've never been so humiliated." She got tired of the subject of her cheating on me, sometimes cutting me off with "yeah, I fucked that guy" with a here-we-go-again-with-this-shit tone of voice. Years passed, and she sent me a very flattering email message, telling me (more or less) what a great guy I am (thanks a lot). Why was I involved with her? It was a case of temporary insanity on my part. I pray to God that I never see that cold-hearted evil woman ever again. Oh by the way, I nominate myself as the biggest fool I've ever met. 9 out of 9 found this valuable. Do you? |
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