Reconciliation. A marriage story.

It had been long night for them both. The entire night they stayed up talking, trying to decide whether or not their marriage was worth saving. Finally here they were. The deciding moment.

“I have a confession…” She said in a small voice. “The reason I left my last job is because I had an emotional affair and I needed to get away from it.” Shame and regret we’re heavy in her voice. “Nothing physical happened. I swear on it. I never even held his hand!” She was telling the truth.

“Ah hell babe… How could I even blame you.” The sorrow filled his voice. “When I wasn’t drunk for the last 2 years I was working.” He had been sober for 3 months at this point. She could see the changes in him. She just didn’t know if it was too late for them to reconcile. “And if I’m honest, since we stopped having sex, I made a Kik to talk to other girls. I never did, but I still had the intention.” He also was telling the truth. “For what it’s worth… I forgive you.” He meant it.

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Wife (25f) and I (28m) wrote this together. We’re going to start writing about some of our greatest hits and posting them here. Let us know what you think! [Loving] [sensual] [romance]

They lay next to each other in the small double bed staring deeply into each other’s eyes. He looked upon her and her naked form and in that moment understood the true nature of beauty incarnate. He strokes her gentle cheek with his callous thumb, press his lips upon hers, so soft and so lush. She trembled as he slowly stroke the inside of her thigh with his fingertips. He shifted himself to be on top of her, as they looked into each other’s eyes to man was overcome with such emotion that he had never felt, in that moment his heart was gripped by feelings he could scarcely comprehend. Her eyes told him that she was ready. He entered her slowly, carefully, and deeply with a soft thrust. Her soft moan was as an angelic chorus to his mind. And so the two became one, in a moment that can never be replicated. The lovers understood each other on a level they could never understand another nor could another understand them.

She looked up at his shirtless and hairy chest. Ran her fingers along his face as it shined in the moonlight from the window. His eyes shined like stars. He was perfectly luminated like an angelic being right in front of her. Holding her in his arms and in his gaze.