The Tales From The Tavern: Revenge, Bitch - Sex Stories

The Tales From The Tavern: Revenge, Bitch

... slowly approaching her face to mine until I could almost sense her breath. “I know you only came here because the situation demanded so.” In reaction to her proximity, my heart almost jumped every other beat. I had to step back a little. Although it was dark, I could see a playful sparkle in her eyes. She loved the way she made me feel like a stupid little kid. “Hey, I'm proud of you. For real. You said no to my daughter. Well, you basically said no to a girl. Not many men can do that; especially not young men. Yes, you've seen Em's flaws, but you've been with her for over a year, and I know that if it hadn't been for that open relationship shit, you'd still be together. You would have been a good son-in-law, actually the dream come true for an every mother. You should know that. I really wished you two would work things out together, I really did.” She let her words sink in. Her words had struck me good, but not as good as what followed: “Of course she told me everything after your break up. It took her a few weeks to realize she had made a terrible mistake. You were the one for her, and she knew it. She had to swallow the bitter pill, and to realize her idea had not been so good after all. All she told you half an hour ago was true. Em was miserable after she dumped you. She had been playing a game with high risk while being a bad loser. And in the end all that was left were... consequences.” Again, Sheryl paused. She wet her lips with her tongue. “She still loves you, you ...

... know. And I can see that you still have feelings for her as well. But I can also see that shadow of irreparable damage that clings over the two of you.” I sighed. It was the first time I took my eyes off hers. I stared into the blank darkness of the stairwell. The corner of my mouth twitched involuntarily. I looked back at her, opened my mouth as though to say something, but closed it again. Sheryl resumed: “She's a lot like me.” She paused to take a deep breath. “Because when her father left me, we had been through a very similar story, resulting in a comparable situation. It took me very long to get over him; almost fifteen years. During that time I felt the need to compensate my loss. That's why I enjoyed the attention these teenage boys gave me so much. It made me feel desired, it made me feel like a woman again, and I was proud of being one. It became some sort of a game to me. Em, however, is taking this whole thing even further. She's just screwing every guy around.” She narrowed her eyes to tiny slits. She still whispered, but with a tone sharp enough to cut through flesh: “That little slut was even shameless enough to seduce my man! We've been dating since about two years now, and she just goes... and fucks him!” She took a strand of her hair between her fingers, and played with it as her facial features softened again. “He confessed to me. He was so ashamed of it. Serves him right. I forgave him, but only under one condition: I get to cheat on him as well.” She let ...