Love Failed

Love Failed

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

This is the story of Alishabeth, who lost her dead beat boyfriend and fell in love with a handsome club owner. She learns self worth, sexuality and what she wants from life.

Summary

This is the story of Alishabeth, who lost her dead beat boyfriend and fell in love with a handsome club owner. She learns self worth, sexuality and what she wants from life.

Prolog (v.1) - Tired and Done

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 14, 2017

Reads: 316

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 14, 2017

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Alishabeth dropped her keys on the counter and walked into the kitchen. She was grateful to her boss for letting her leave the business trip early so that she could cuddle in tight with her fiance and get some much needed "them" time.Trying not to wake up sleeping beauty,she'd tiptoed through the living and dinning room without so much as a nightlight to see by. She opened the cabinet over the stove and winced at the creaking sound it made. She reached into the darkness and pulled out her tea and stepped back, thought to herself "If I don't close the cabinet back, I won't wake him." and then left the doors wide open as she went over to the stove. Grabbing the tea pot she heard it, the sound as if someone was jumping on an old spring mattress. She shook it off and went over to the sink. She then heard the sound again followed by a deep moan of pleasure.

Her first thought was, "I have a burglar and he's fallen onto my bed and the "moan" was actually the sound of the pain he has from hitting his shin on my bed." Not a second later she heard voices, one of a young female saying "Are you sure your girlfriend won't mind me wearing her teddy? When exactly does she come home? I'll need to know so that I can be long gone this time, last time we almost got caught!" then she let out a little giggle and something went "smack", the second voice was male and very familiar. The second voice was Jerrod. His voice was smooth and he always sounded so cocky, so matter of fact. Tonight wasn't any different. He spoke slickly " Oh baby, don't worry. She'll never know you've been here and hell, she doesn't look half as good as you do in that teddy. Actually the fat bitch doesn't wear that teddy. I got it small on purpose to show her how fat she'd gotten and the slag actually thought I was just mistaken." he sighed and Alishabeth heard what sounded like bedding ruffling, then he opened his mouth again, "Get your pretty little ass over here, it's time for another round.I haven't had this much fun since the last time!"

Oh. HELL. NO.

She'd been at work, breaking her back for her boss. She'd lugged suitcases and even the old bat's purse all week and then she came home to this lazy fool fucking someone else in HER bed. No, no. no! She took a deep breath and did something she should have done a while ago. She walked down the hall and slammed open the bedroom door and stood there. Jerrod was standing at the edge of the bed with his soon to be ONLY woman bent over, he was pushing into her so hard he might melt right into her. His dick was gone, lost inside this tiny girl. Her head was pushed down into the mattress and Jerrod was so into his cheating that he didn't even have his eyes opened to see the threat standing in the doorway.

Alishabeth went straight in, pulled them apart and slapped Jerrod right in the face. He turned pale, all his color went away and he went clammy instead of sweaty. His dick deflated, it shriveled up and was barely existant. She looked down to comment on the scene. This other girl, "girl" because she was just old enough to be legal and in Alishabeth's mind not a woman, was clutching a pillow in the corner of the room wide eyed and scared out of her mind. Jerrod was so pale he looked as if he may have died of fright and quit breathing for a second, he sat there with a limp member and then she noticed the most screwed up part about this whole scene. He had no condom on. He'd not worn one today, did he wear one the last time they had done this?

She felt bile rising in her throat and swallowed hard to keep it down, telling herself she wouldn't make it in prison. Then,out of the corner of her eye, the chick moved. Alishabeth broke and yelled out "Oh, hell no you don't! You get your little scrawny ass back over there. I am not through with you!" The girl backed herself into the corner pulling her t-shirt along with her. Jerrod stood up and with his usual cockiness said "Baby, it's not what you assume. I was lonely and found her in a bar and brought her home to take care of my needs. You abandoned me for Atlanta all week and so I needed someone to take a load off my balls, not to be crass. I love yo...:", before he could finish his bullshitting, she interrupted. "Don't you ever say that to me, I know what you were doing. I heard your conversation. The conversation I could only imagine happened after shooting a load into this whore. Spare me the bull crap and all of your fake apologies. WE ARE THROUGH!"

She went to to the closet and started throwing his clothes out onto the floor. He stood motionless,eyes wide and fist clenched,watching as his clothes started to form a pile. She then threw him some luggage and spoke once more "You can un-clench your fists before I call my father!" Her father was the chief of police in their little town and was a mean son-of-a-gun. "Oh and as for you, you little skank, I don't know who you are nor do I want to. All I want you to do is get dressed and help this piece of shit pack his things and take him home with you. Don't leave anything behind because you won't get it back."

A few hours went by and she stood by the door and watch Jerrod pile the last box into his Chevy, his little "girl" standing beside him watching over her shoulder as if she was gonna get her as whipped. She watched as they both climbed inside the truck and slammed the doors and then she closed her eyes and prayed that he would have a wreck and die. She shook her head and said " Now now, I am free. I need to let him go be nasty with her. I"ll get up tomorrow and get tested." As the door closed she remembered all the time they had spent together. She remembered when Jerrod came in upset that he'd lost his job at the factory and she'd told him he could live with her until he got on his feet. She thought about it, that had been six years ago. He had been living in her home, telling her he was trying to find a job and couldn't, eating her food and letting her pay for his whore... whores.. were there multiple. It was too late to ask now, all she could do was slink into the kitchen and finish making her tea and sleep in the guest room because she'd burn the bedding in the morning.

She walked across the house, sobbing gently and wishing he'd really been the man she thought he was long ago. As she sat down her cup and rested her head on the pillows on her guest bed, she let out a sobbing sigh and fell asleep with tears running down her cheeks. She sniffled in her sleep as she dreamed of better days.


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