The Break up Wake up. (His Story The Introduction)
We had been together for four years engaged after two. We
had been having a rough time in our relationship and I had
hoped this would show my sincerety in my love for her. The
look of joy I had seen in her eyes when I asked her told me our
problems were all forgiven. Things were good for a month
or two then more less severe disagreements started.
We broke up a couple of times but each time only lasted two
to three days and we were back together promising each other
that it would be better. We would make love telling the other
how we cherished them.
After our last break up and reuniting we promised each other
that if we truly loved each other that the next time we even
threatend to break up it would be our last.
Not to long ago (11/21/2004) we had our final break up. Knowing
this was the final break up is probably what made it the most
vicious one. I told her how if I wanted to constantly chase
pussy I would have remained single, how she never showed
any interest in initiating sex. Sure once we started she
would get into it but it seemed like she was just doing what
she was suposed with no other interest. This did not go well
and she let me have a verbal assault that caused a landslide.
By the end of the night I could only get her to stay at the house
by lying to her daughter telling her to go back to sleep her
mom would be there in the morning and would not leave. Well
this pissed her off even more because she did not want her
child to think in all our problems that I was a liar.
For two days I could barely open my mouth around her and the
only time she spoke to me was to tell me to leave her alone.
She was very upset with good reason and decided to get drunk.
She don't drink a lot of hard liquor but when she does
she makes the most of it. Took about 3 hours for her to finnish
the better part of a fifth of vodka most without a chaser
(One soda don't go far with a fifth). She stumbled into
the bathroom and slid down the door.
Knowing we had company (one of my employees) I could not
let her pass out in there it was the only bathroom. I let my
self into the bathroom. She was sitting on the floor infront
of the wall heater (gets way hot I had already burnt my ass
on it in a previous drunk Nother story) I felt I should be
a man a set my anger aside to take care of her and let her know
in my anger that I did not hate her so I wrapped my arms around
her from behind and let her lean against my leg.
She smelt like vodka but a scent I was so used to was there
also. Hers. (She knows I do not like makeup and perfume so
she wont wear it and don't own any.) Smelling her hair
and feeling my arms wrapped around her in her drunken and
vulnerable state started to arouse me. Hell, I spent four
years with her and loved her. I moved her hair away from her
neck. With my employee in the other room having seen her
so angry with me and now I could kiss her neck and take advantage
of her. As I began kissing her sweet tender neck she pushed
me away saying no we shouldn't. I stopped but only momentarily
once she stopped pushing me away I would began kissing her
neck again asking her if she was sure she wanted me to quit.
She would say yes but push her neck harder to my mouth as I
would lick and kiss on her. She wrapped her arm behind her
and around my neck while she repeated over and over "We
shouldn't I can't."
I turned her head and put my lips to hers to shut her up.....
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