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

The Tales From The Tavern: Revenge, Bitch

... self-criticism surprised me a bit, and also raised my interest, so I asked for more details: “How so?” “ Well... That time after our break-up wasn't easy. Not for me at least.” She paused. “I saw you replacing me rather fast. With all that fucking you're the one bullshit you've been feeding me?” That caught me off guard. It's true that I had never wasted a thought on how she'd feel seeing me with the exact girl she had been jealous of. Apparently she wasn't aware that this relationship had only lasted a few months. Okay no... Weeks at best. “Woah there! These weren't lies at all, and you know that. You know I really loved you from the bottom of my heart. Agreed, being with Laura isn't exactly the best way to ask for an apology, but what did you expect? I moved on. And besides: you can't forget how hard I tried to win you back.” “ Yeah, got a point there. You did take risks, you did play the all-or-nothing card, and I just sat on my stubborn ass, and put you off with the too little, too late- excuse. It was very stupid of me. Guess it's a little late to ask for forgiveness.” It was hard to read her face. I couldn't really tell if she was trying to play with me or if she was truly trying to apologize for one of her major teenage mistakes. One part of me was really curious about finding out, while the other part of me so desperately clung to this shadow that still hung over Emanuelle, and tried to get me out of this situation as fast as possible. I decided to make a daring move ...

... to find out more about her intentions: “No it's not. I can forgive you; that is, if you can prove me you're ready to, but you can't make the past undone. I will never forget how you broke my heart.” “You make it sound so dramatic. Well, dramatic it indeed was – at least as far as I'm concerned. I certainly don't know how it was for you, but I can imagine it must have been quite painful to have your heart torn apart like that, although you had done nothing wrong. I was stupid. I really was. I should have considered all the implications from an open relationship from the very beginning on, not only the cool stuff about it.” “Nope, that time was really not cool. I couldn't understand you. I blamed myself for having screwed up something that we had build together with so much effort. Eventually, I became mad at you. Took me a while to accept that we were just a teenage couple that had grown into different ideals that didn't match; and it probably was for the best for us to go separate ways. Sure, it wasn't an easy decision to make, but we both know we would only have hurt each other sooner or later .” We had arrived at her old place. It was just the way I remembered it. Only as we stopped before he front door, I realized we had been holding hands since quite a while. I was a confused. What now? What would be her next move? What would be mine? Had she just been playing with me? Should I just say good night, turn around and go? Yes, just that, nothing more. Or maybe a hug at max. ...