Her fears Part 1, a short story by gela. Date added: 2012-06-25. Times viewed: 1691.
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- Intro: a woman fears about her husband's fantasies
Entree & Her pony tail: Thank you very much to the readers who provide feedback and positive comments, thank you for the LIKES on facebook. Her fears is something a little different.....But i'll be submitting some erotic material very soon! thanks
Many years ago, I married my best friend, and like best friends, we shared everything. There wasn’t anything he couldn’t tell me or anything I couldn’t confide in him.
Boys Clubs, Women’s Business – they meant nothing to us. We broke every rule that boys kept and women were supposed to! Techniques to avoid sex that my friends confessed, mates having affairs – at night, in the dark, we shared it all.
It was us against the world. He and I couldn’t be harmed or tainted or divided the way normal couples could.
But things have changed.
No he didn’t cheat on me, he wasn’t tempted into an affair, he was simply a very honest man. And I, as he’d told me in the past, was simply unable to accept some truths.
The crux of it all, as shameful and embarrassing as it is to admit, is the fact that in his mind, he will always desire other woman. And I simply cannot bear it – him being unfaithful in his thoughts.
It seems ridiculously adolescence to fixate on something as old as time. Men have always been visual creature, always viewing, falling in lust, always with their eyes. Everyone knew that. Everyone it seems but me!
I came across this amazing comment in a little book, in some obscure shop and when I asked my husband, he admitted that yes, he looked, fantasized about other women but it meant nothing.
This little piece of information has managed to unravel my life, my mind and my sense of self.
I have only ever being with one man. All my daydreaming, erotic fantasies and desires have always been wrapped up with him. Lust and love. Him.
The idea of him wanting to make love to another woman makes me feel physically ill.
I wish I were a man for a day…..
Could a man love a woman and be committed and still desire other women?
Could he make sweet and tender love to a woman but imagine other women instead?
I just can’t let it go.
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