Chris and Christie: Making it work part 3 - Sex Stories

Chris and Christie: Making it work part 3

... don’t you want your drink?” “Later. Right now I want to dance.” Chris could sense something was amiss, so he quietly acquiesced, leading her out onto the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and she draped hers around his neck, resting her cheek against his chest and closing her eyes as they danced quietly. After a few moments, she spoke. “Baby, I’ve been a fool. I’m sorry.” “What are you talking about?” He asked. “I’ve been jealous and it’s been causing problems between us, and I’m sorry.” Chris wasn’t quite sure what to say, so he kept quiet. “I’ve always been jealous. It’s why I said those awful things to you that terrible night.” She turned her head up and looked into his eyes. “I was jealous, and I was angry. I hurt you because it hurt me that you were going out with Hailey, even though I wasn’t treating you right. I used you, and then I hurt you. And I’m doing the same thing again. I’m jealous of the girls that you’ve been with, even though I have no right to be. And now I’m hurt, and I’m hurting you in return. I stopped trusting you and I shouldn’t have. I want to get past this. I want to move forward with you, I want us to have a life together.” She took a deep breath before she continued. “You’re right. I need to get past this. I know that it won’t be easy, but I want to do it. I need to do it. Will you be patient with me?” Chris looked down at her, seeing the hope and sincerity in her deep blue eyes. Christie was very proud, and incredibly stubborn. ...

... He knew how difficult it was for her to put herself out there like this and admit that she had been wrong. How could he do any less for the woman he loved? “I want that, too. And I haven’t been very fair to you, either. I haven’t taken your feelings into consideration. I’ve been unwilling to commit to you because I wasn’t sure about what the future may hold. I’ve been holding back because I was afraid, and I wanted everything to be perfect, and I expected you to change for me.” Christie smiled at him, and he continued. “You’re my everything. I’ve been in love with you as for as long as I can remember. If I didn’t have you in my life … it wouldn’t be worth living. I want this. For us. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” He thought for a moment before continuing on. “When we get back, I think that we should move in together. I want to take the next step with you.” Her eyes shone as she looked up at him. “I love you Christie.” “I love you too, Chris.” As they left the dance floor, Chris returned to the bar to bring her a drink, and Christie returned to her table and sat down smiling and deep in thought. “There’s a closet over in the corner.” “Excuse me?” Christie looked up at Samantha to see her grinning broadly. “There’s a closet over in the corner.” Her grin took on a mischievous glint. “I saw you two eye-fucking each other out on the dance floor.” Christie blushed and looked down, tucking an imaginary strand of hair behind her ear. “I don’t want to sneak out of ...