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The Triangle

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“No one has ever gotten a hold of me like this” he says. “It bothers me that I am not the one that gets to be with her” he says.”We have never gotten a fair chance” he says, It’s four in the morning and he can’t stand it anymore. He is awakened out of nowhere thinking about her. About how her husband gets to have her and he doesn’t.

Andy waited to hear word about how Dolores was doing, She had been taken to the hospital about three days ago with a mild heart attack. This was a first for her, Craig and Andy. Dolores had always been a healthy girl, but something seemed to have gotten to her, something that was hard for her to control. It was as though she was slipping away from herself and those she loves. Was it her conscience, or is there another purpose for her in this world? As many wondered what was going on around her hospital bed, Andy agonized over the situation with every breath he took. Would he take the two hour drive over to see her, or would he wait patiently for progress?

Andy knows that if he shows up to that hospital room that all hell might break lose. He loves her more than he can say. Some may say that he loves her more than he may be allowed. Craig knows that Andy wants to be with Dolores. That is why he keeps such a tight hold on her, He also knows that he can lose her to Andy just as easy as he got her. It would take nearly nothing for Andy to take Dolores away from Craig. He loves her more than words could say. He has loved her all his life. And the body on him, who wouldn’t jump at the chance, 

 

Lately Craig had been distant. Between work and dealing with all the paper work from Dolores being sick, he has hardly had any time to even feel what is going on between them. His wife is slipping away from him in a way he may not be able to control. It seems as though the arguments between them come as easy as breath. As much as he loves her, consequences are getting to be more than he can handle. He watched her in the beginning stages of her heart attack. It was one of those nights where they were just laying around actually together watching tv. It all came gradual and very  fast all at once. Her arm started to ache a dull ache. Then her chest was tight. He knew what was happening. As he watched her condition deteriorate, he knew that if he didn’t do something that he was going to lose her. He knew he not only would have to answer to her family, but to Andy and that was an experience he did not want to have. 

She takes their breath away. Her shape is built for sin. Her breast and supple behind take a simple man and turns him into a heathen. She could signal them both Andy and Craig over to her side and they would give up just about anything to be next to her.  Her long black hair, and olive skin is only surpassed by her eyes. Those eyes are something else. They change color with the experiences she has. At first they are coffee brown, but then she falls in love and they turn purple. Or she sees something that she would like to have of her own and they change to blue… Those eyes have been hypnotizing Craig and Andy for over 15 years. And now… in the blink of an eye, they could losher…

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My Desire

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Most people say that jealousy is a female trait, Well, even men can get jealous. To him, jealousy has become like the air he breathes. Every day, the same text message. “I want to be with you” he says. “He better do you right, or I will steal you for him” he says. The truth is that has been in love with her his entire life.
Passion is what’s between them now. He confessed to her that he no longer wanted to be just friends with her, He wants her to be his. He wants kids, and marriage with her, and he does not want to share her with him anymore, Andy says he is going to wait, but waiting has become a thing of the past in the back of his mind. He keeps saying that he will wait for her, and not rush things. Yet it seems as though every day, every hour, he goes back on his word. He can’t wait another day. He wants to feel Dolores on top of him, looking deep into his eyes,. Her breath pressed up against him, panting for more. His hands on her hips pushing down and pulling close to him. “Oh Dolores, that’s the spot” he screams in the middle of the night. He can feel her womanhood grip his dick as it rocks back and forth like a boat during the perfect storm. Their passion is addicting, strong, mind blowing. Their moans together respond to each other in a way others could only dream of. Andy puts his big, strong masculine hands on her supple behind, rocking it back and forth. Their lips feed on each other, desperately wanting to stay together, never separating. Hunger for each other dominates everything. Their own existence only belongs to one another. In and out, up and down, her nails dig deep into his muscular back. His tanned toned body demands that she stroke him. So much so that her pussy stretches as he goes in and out, deeper and deeper. The sight of her body being on top of his is heaven on earth. His hands holding on to her wide, thick, soft hips while she bounced on top of his made him cum even harder. Up and down her breast moved as he lead her bodies into ecstasy. Hot cum dripping from their genitals, splashing down his balls the same as waterfalls against rocks. “Yes baby, come to me” murmured from his lips as he held her closer down the middle of her creamy chocolate back. In one swift move he pushes her away from his chest to admire her tits and gaze into her eyes as her wavy hair bounced in sync with their bodies. It was a sight to see , the pleasure in her face as she violently bounced on top of him. Her pleasure made it even hotter for him. To know that he owned her, and pleasured her made his life complete. At this point nothing would ever separate them, not even her marriage to another man. Forbidden fruit is always more desired. 
Why such desire? Because otherwise, it would be forbidden. Andy knows Dolores is taken. That makes him want her even more. His body aches for her just at the sheer sound of her voice. Her hair smelled like strawberry the last time he had her in his arms. Her skin tasted like ripe pears. For him, it was like being out in a field letting all his fears float away. With her, everything was right with the world. To him, she was his woman.

She is not with him and that kills him. Every day he has to beg her for a private conversation with him where they can both get their rocks off. Deep desire for her fills his days and nights. Seeing her laying there, with just a sheer over her body separating them. Her long wavy black hair comes down to the small of her back, covering her creamy milk chocolate shape. Her tits, they are a double D cup. Just enough to take up most of his hand without over endulging his desires. Her waist is about twenty nine inches around, yes she is a thick one. Good enough to grab and hang on to while both of them are bouncing against each other. Dolores’ lips are juicy and almost cherry red. The kind that you just want to suck on all night. Calling out for Andy, they get moist and swell. You can smell the pheromones as soon as he touches her, Their pleasure is so good, it makes the most risque individual blush with anticipation. The ones on her mouth are just as inviting. He stands at six feet four inches, with the body of a Greek God. His chest is ripped with a mild six pack with hard muscle behind it. His beautiful hazel eyes stare right through her like the world ends and begins with her, at least his does,

Games

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She let him go. After fifteen years of him lusting for her, she decided she had enough. No more foolish games, she decided. Dolores knew that there was something that got her out of bed at 6am drenched in sweat even though it was winter outside her window.

No more, she kept saying to herself. Jacob had driven her to the brink of insanity with their affair. His ex always in the way of things, and after all , Dolores is married. She had no business having this affair. it was torture on her soul. How could she do this to her husband? She knew the pain that it would inflict on him and the consequences that it would follow. Dolores knew that it was wrong, and that even though she had not gotten caught, she knew that if she continued, that soon enough she would suffer rough consequences. A husband with a short fuse, a lover that doesn’t know what he really wants, possible financial ruin, and the constant reminder that she was breaking someone else’s heart. All in all, she knows what she has to do.. the right thing..

Every Moment Counts

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Every morning at 5am, I send my husband off to work. Much like every other wife I don’t know what is going to happen from day to day. Will he be safe? Will the day be productive? All in all these are things that I obsess over as some might say. The truth is that I am very focused when it comes to time and what it does to every day life. Is there enough time to do what we want to, have to, or even to live in the moments in between those times? Only time will tell…

Last night was one of those occasions. He comes in, doesn’t even kiss me hello, and goes directly into bed and accuses me for “having put a guilt trip on him into kissing me” while he is briefly awake. So then, I stay up half the night, because believe me at this time it’s all I can sleep, thinking about how our lives have changed over the past eight years. I love my husband and I would never be as foolish as to think that our marriage was changing on the account of one kiss. But your mind tends to wonder when you spend a lot of time alone with your thoughts while everyone that you know is out there having a life while you are sitting at home and your partner only spends about an hour with you per day. From what we have all come to accept, society has lead us to think that a kiss can make or break a relationship, and yes ladies and gentlemen, I was in that place last night. Lately, we have spent so little time together on account of his schedule that I really am starting to get the impression that our marriage is changing. That based on something as simple and yet as complex as time that our lifetime commitment was and or is fading. For hours, I went around steamed thinking that our relationship had changed because my husband had not pressed his lips yup against mine for any amount of time. I talked to friends as the night went on about what this may mean. Was he still in love with me? Had his mind changed? Come to find out, he had a cold that he had contracted from a child that was riding in the back seat and coughing as they traveled. Here is my question though.. Would it had killed him to tell me that? Is communicating really that painful?

The Schedule

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Happiness is often the result of being too busy to be miserable. I swear sometimes I wonder how I am dealing and emotionally surviving being a cab driver’s wife. At first I prepared myself for the early mornings and the fact that our time together was going to diminish to about three percent. But there are some days that it’s ridiculous  I never thought it would be  7:15pm, and he would be asleep for over half an hour. ASSLEEP!!!!!!!!!!! What kind of life is this? My landlord made a statement that made a lot of sense… He said and I quote “so much for married life huh”? What have our lives come to?

I know that he works, and that he is tired when he comes home, but an hour after he gets home and he is dead to the world. I realize that things have to be this way for a while, but really? I am not saying he should not get his sleep, but today I didn’t even get a kiss hello. What is that?

Options

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We all have options. The option to get up in the morning or to push the snooze button, to go to work, to stay faithful,to draw breath. My best friend since high school is going through a really hard time because of the nature of his options. You see, he is in love. He is also the type of guy in “high demand”. He is sweet, handsome, hard working, balanced, and has a lot to offer in many ways. The problem, or issue depending on how you look at it is that he is in love with someone who is not available,  literally…. She is married. Some may automatically gasp at the thought, but I think it’s sweet from the stand point that he won’t let anything , even the fact that someone is unavailable on the account of  marriage not teach him the meaning of love. Don’t get me wrong,  I am not promoting infidelity, I just think his way of going about it is sweet, He’s her lobster….

I guess I have some explaining to do, at least about the whole lobster thing. Once a lobster finds a mate, they are together for the remainder of their days, so I’ve been told. Many species in the animal kingdom follow this practice, and so do some humans. Well, this is what I have seen my friend do, he has found his lobster. To better understand this, we will give these lobsters names.  Let’s call him Andy and her Angel. Those two have been at each other’s radar for over 17 years. They’re there for each other, they flirt with each other, and then they somehow end up with other people. Well, all of this took a different turn when about 9 years ago, Angel showed up to Andy’s hospital bedside with another man. This was a man that Angel had mentioned to Andy several times over the phone, but had never presented in front of him until his heart was in trouble and he ended up in the hospital. It made things complicated. At the time that this happened, Angel and her now husband Craig were just testing the waters to see if things would work as they had only known each other for a few weeks at the time. Andy knew that this was not just a guy for Angel because he could see it in Craig’s eyes that he loved her. Maybe he hadn’t told her, but he knew he loved her. There only problem that day was that Craig could see it in Andy’s eyes that he loved her too. For this reason, each of them paid extra attention to her in any way they could. Their stares towards her were a little longer, their hugs were a little tighter and they would each in their own way sit a little closer when they had the chance.  The three of them til this day act as if their lives came from a scene from Twilight.

 

Angel loves them both. Each with a passion that only belongs to them separately and their individual circumstances. She loves Craig because even though as silly as he may act sometimes, he would never give up what they have. On the other hand Angel loves Andy because he has always been there, and the sheer principle that there is nothing that he wouldn’t do for her… even if it meant  that his whole world would change. So, if your options were open, what would you do?