Lies, Old and New - Sex Stories

Lies, Old and New

... fair."

"Tami, this... you're not explaining a damned thing. We talked about adoption, or IVF, or... or anything but you..." He waved at her--for the time being--flat stomach, then ran a palm down his face in frustration. "Did you lose your mind? How did you think this was the answer?"

Again, Tami started looking everywhere but at him. "It was... it happened slowly, I suppose." She gave a small, chagrined shrug. "Chad..."

"Chad?" Bastian felt the blood rush into his face. "My fuckingcousin! You got knocked up by the guy that youknow has wanted to bang you rotten since the first time he felt his little prick get stiff?"

Tami began trembling. "At the gym we talk... he's... he's not like the jerk he used to be. He grew up, and he was understanding, and... and when I would cry, he never, like, tried anything but being nice..." She grimaced. "Itseemed like it wasn't the worst idea. Just one time, like a roll of the dice. Me and him have a completely loveless... session... and you and I could maybe have a baby that wasn't just me, but at least a little bit you too. Only one single, solitary try, and if it didn't work, then it really wasn't meant to be. He made it sound so reasonable. So... clinical."

She seemed to shrink then, but she did finally look back to him from beneath her lashes. "It was what I wanted to hear and I didn't let myself hear anything else. It felt like a way to spit in a cruel universe's eye, and I... whenit worked... I convinced myself it was ...

... okay." She swallowed and squeezed her eyes shut. "Right up until a few minutes ago, when it finally dawned on me what I had to say out loud."

"Roll of the dice." Bastian could hardly believe that four words could tear a heart out.

..sweaty gym rats with slick rippling muscles thrusting and grunting and moaning and telling each other that they've never felt anything like this before and going at it again and it being better the second time and the greatest thing ever the third time...

Bastian nearly crumbled under the onslaught of his back-stabbing imagination, so he decided to focus on the true attacker; the back-stabbing wife that he'd always been absolutely sure he was going to grow old and die with. "Tell me something, Tami. Look at me and tell me if you think those fucking dice came up in your favor."

Tami did look, and that was when she finally, completely shattered.

"No... Bastian no, please. Please don't do this. I'm not... I won't try to justify it. I did a stupid thing... the worst thing I could ever have done to you, and there's not an excuse ever invented that can fit. I was jumbled up and I was drowning because I didn't know how to handle my perfect world being shook, so I reached for the wrong lifeline. It should have been you I grabbed onto. I will always know that now." She hiccupped out a sob. "I'll always reach for you. You're my heart. Don't go. Please, please... oh god, please give us a chance..."

Bastian watched her, listened to her plea, ...