Attainment of Liberty - Sex Stories

Attainment of Liberty

Sitting at the foot of what was once the bed I shared with the love of my life, I sadly stared into a half empty closet. He was actually gone. The person who was by my side for eight beautiful years was out of my life for good. I should have been jumping for joy, I was finally free. Free of wondering where he was going at night, no longer would I cry myself to sleep knowing he was in the arms of another. Instead, all I wanted was to have him here with me. To crawl into his lap, lay my head against his strong chest and let myself succumb to the sound of his heartbeat. I wanted to wrap myself in everything that was him, despite the hurt he caused me. I forced myself to stand and turn away from the blaring reminder of my loss. I forced myself to remember all that I would gain from his absence; peace of mind, independence, and eventually, true happiness. I could do this, I will get over him and I will never let anyone to hurt me this way again. I smoothed my clothes and went to the bathroom to wash my face. Ignoring the empty second vanity, I splashed some cold water on my face, imagining the liquid going deeper than my skin and washing my soul free of any lingering self-pity. Letting the water drip from my face I looked at my reflection in the mirror, dark circles marred my hazel eyes and I could see a patch of grey hairs forming near my widow’s peak. At only twenty seven I could easily been mistaken for a woman twice my age. Why did I let him do this to me for so long? Because ...

... you love him I ignored the painful thought and reached for my cosmetics bag, deciding that the first step towards happiness was looking the part. Satisfied I no longer looked like the walking dead, I gave myself a small smile and left the bathroom. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and dialed my girlfriend, eyeing the clock and hoping she was on a break. After a few rings her child-like voice sung back at me, “Hello, chica!” “Hey Lupe, is it okay for you to talk?” “Of course, you know that prick Max is locked in his office probably tugging his little dick to the exercise channel, chica.” “Of course,” I chuckled, “I was calling because I need to go out tonight and I want you to come with me.” “Honey, you know I am always down to get some strange,” she laughed, “when and where?” We set up our girl’s night and chatted for another five minutes before hanging up. I couldn't stop smiling, clubbing and drinks with my girl was just what I needed. I was rummaging through different outfits for tonight when the doorbell rang. I was confused because I wasn't expecting anyone. I checked my phone for any missed calls or messages and there weren't any. Going to the door I looked through the peephole and nearly collapsed. It was him. Why is he here? He didn't leave anything, maybe he wanted to argue some more? I contemplated pretending I wasn't home but my car was parked out front and even if I’d left he knew I would've turned the porch light on. I snuck another peek, he had his hands ...