Her Desires: Erotic Short Stories (Kinky Sex Short Stories Collections Book 1) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub

Dying Changed Him

We were never really a couple; it was always more about the sex. I’d come over to his place, or he mine, and we’d go at it for an hour or so. He fulfilled me, and I him. Plus…we were so different. He was about as straight-laced as they come – button-down shirts, khakis, clean-shaven, and meticulous in manner and habit. I was more a torn-clothes kinda gal, fishnet leggings under neon skirts, wild hair, wilder tattoos, piercings, jewelry in every available spot, and a life that was even messier. But that’s why they say, ‘Opposites attract,’ right? We sure did, and the attraction was hot and steamy and lasted all spring and into summer.

Then I called it off. Brad might have been clean-cut and had his shit together and was going places, but he was also a horse’s ass, a chauvinist, treated people ‘under him’ with contempt, and when he drank, whoa – watch out! It was the drinking that was getting to me more than anything. After months of fucking and then heading back to whoever’s place, I wanted more. So I began doing dinner at his place or mine, then we’d watch a movie, fuck, and go to bed together. The problem was, if he didn’t have enough booze in him, he couldn’t sleep. Then it’d be tossing and turning all night, which kept me up, and both of us got up grumpy. A few times of that and I knew it just couldn’t work between us, no matter how good the sex was.

So we broke up. It was hard, and there was a lot of drunk-dialing on his part, and mine a bit, too. But the days turned to weeks and then months. The late-night texts slowed and then vanished and it seemed as though we’d both moved on.

Then one day it happened. I was in the mall, shopping for some shoes. Suddenly I heard some loud arguing nearby. It was a man, angry and clearly taking it out on one of the store clerks.

“What do you mean, you don’t have this size? What kinda fuckin’ store is this, huh? I wanna take with your manager, where the hell is he!?!”

I rolled my eyes at the exchange, picturing someone like Brad giving the harangue. But that’s when something strange happened – Brad actually showed up . I could tell from his voice right away…though there was something seriously different about it, as well.

“Hey, sir…calm down,” was the first indication that he was there. It was him and I just knew it. “There’s nothing to get upset about.”

“Who the fuck are you, asshole?”

I began to move closer to the sound of the argument, sure that I was hearing my ex-boyfriend, er …fuck-buddy, or whatever. And sure enough, once I got a few aisles over, there he was – the same Brad I’d broken up with months before. He was wearing the same kind of preppy clothes, had that same manicured haircut. But there was something… different about him.

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