What If? Reading Erotica - Sex Stories

What If? Reading Erotica

... and said, "I'm sorry Roger but we can't re-hire Mar... " I stopped him from continuing. "Mr. Little, this isn't for Marsha, it's for some one else." "Who is it for?" asked Mr. Little. I replied, "It's for Nancy, Bob's soon to be ex wife. Please hear me out Mr. Little. Bob will more then likely go to prison. Nancy has two c***dren to support. She has a degree in 'Business Administration,' she's smart, intelligent, very personable, and wonderful with people." "Who will watch her k**s if she were to get the position?" replied Mr. Little. "She has a very trustworthy women who will take great care of her k**s, so she won't miss work due to f****y situation. Please at least give her an interview." Mr. Little replied, "I won't make you any promises Roger, but I will grant her an interview, it seems we owe her that much." I thanked Mr. Little, said goodbye to Mabel, and headed back to my apartment. What If? Conclusion: Well, it's been four months since this all took place. Nancy did get the position that Marsha vacated. I got a personal call from Mr. Little saying what a wonderful asset Nancy has become to the agency. She is even taking the license exam to become an in office agent. That's an agent that doesn't leave the office but can do all necessary legal documentation saving time and money. I stop by Nancy's place regularly. She is just a really good friend. ...

... Whenever I take my sons to a game, Kyle always comes along. One day Kyle looked at me and said, "I wish you were my dad too." I smiled back at him and said, "Would you settle for me being Uncle Roger, an uncle that will treat you like a son?" He smiled back at me and gave me a big hug. Bob is now doing time and should be out of commission for a number of years. Jim has left the state, guess he's afraid he might run into Marsha which could cost him dearly. I still talk to Marsha regularly. As far as I know, she doesn't date. She always treats me with respect, and apologizes for the lack of self control she used during those horrible months. She still hopes that maybe we will get back together. For me, life just goes on. I work, visit my two families (yes Nancy is like my f****y too). At night I'm back on the computer, where it all started, "reading erotica." It's like a bad habit, like a d**g, I just have a hard time stopping. I read story after story about all these happy people having sex with multiple partners. Men who share their wives, having group sex, swapping, and now even married people having gay experiences. I don't know where it will all end. For me the fantasies should stay fantasies. The unknown consequences are too great a price to pay. I always wonder, "WHAT IF? I HAD NEVER STARTED READING EROTICA." There is no next chapter. I haven't lived it yet.