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Being There For The One I Love

Date: 9/9/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: kornslayer1, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

life without you and you have always meant everything to me," she told me, narrowing the gap between us and putting her palms on the back of my head, so our faces were only a few inches apart. "I don't want a 'yes' or 'no' though. If you want me as much as I want you and are willing to accept that my marriage is not worth saving, then simply flush toilet. He'll be out of my life and I'll be in yours forever." Our eye contact never broke and my lips sought shelter inside my mouth for a moment. A few select tears also made appearances on my face. "I never ever thought of you as a sexual woman until tonight, Gwen." "Or felt my bare butt, you horny bastard," she told me, giving me a look. I looked down at her ring and then back at her again. I just examined the front of her face for a minute as her eyes stayed on mine. Her hands rested on her hips and she awaited a response. Just before my hand was about to move, we heard the front door open. "Gwen, where are you?!" we heard Jim yelling loudly from the door. "Shit, what is he doing here?" she asked angrily. I was speechless as I looked out the bathroom door. "We're in here, asshole!" she yelled. "'We're', Gwen?" he asked, as we heard footsteps leading to the door. "Stay back, let me protect you," I said, looking at her. "I don't need you to, he is all talk," she mentioned, just before she kissed me. He came up to the doorway and saw us as my bare back was to him. I covered her as she faced me and I had my arms around her. "What ... the fuck are you doing with my wife, Chet?" he yelled. "Please lower your voice," I told him, turning my head towards him. "I'm not doing shit, except taking my wife with me. Now get away from her," he made clear, inching towards us. "No, now please leave. She doesn't want to talk to you." "I've been calling your phone for hours now, why haven't you picked up, Gwen?" "Well, because I really don't want to talk to your cheating ass," she answered, glancing at him. As I heard a bang on the wall, my heart rate rose. I immediately let go of her and turned around. As I saw him coming at us, my fist came flying at his face. "Fuck!" he yelled, as he went down. I wrapped my arms right around her again as we both looked down at him. We were both breathing so hard, it felt we needed ventilators. "I'm flushing the toilet," I said, prior to flushing it. We both just watched the ring vanish, never to return. We looked back at him as he was rubbing his face. "Now get the fuck out of my house before I call the cops. You two are separated and you are pissed off at her. In a bit of rage, you just busted in here and I defended myself and her." "Good one, Chet, I'll give you that," he laughed slightly. "You think you can just walk out on me, bitch? After three years?" I kicked his upper leg. "Ow, fuck," he moaned, grabbing his leg. "Cut the shit, Chet." "The only one causing shit around here is you. Now show her some respect and prove that you have at least one decent chromosome in your DNA. Sign ...