Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)This was supposed to be a joyous occasion. They had finally graduated from their universities. Four long years apart from each other was a hard task indeed. Some say it wasn’t possible. Of course, there was doubt in the Man’s heart. There’s always doubt in people minds. But when the person he showed affection to said yes to, moving in together, that night he couldn’t sleep.
Thinking back, how foolish was he to have felt that. Right now, as his hand gripped the fabric that was in his left hand, bringing it to his nose, smelling another man’s cologne brought about a rage that he never experienced in his entire life. Today, he had planned to surprise his girlfriend by coming home early, and taking her out to dinner. It’s been weeks since they had a chance to dine out in the city, because of the unpacking they had to do since the move.
Not knowing what to do with this anger. The Man tossed the shirt onto the bed. How could she do this to him? He stood there in their bedroom dumbfounded. How many times had she kissed him in this apartment after being with another man’s lips…or worse?
He needed to get out of the house. The eerie sound of silence was only fueling the fire of hatred in his heart. He quickly turned around and left the bedroom. Not wanting to bump into his girlfriend when she returns from whatever activity that was occupying her time at this moment.
Keys, wallet, cell phone…sunglasses
Thinking silently, he wondered if he had forgotten anything as he put his shoes back on and leaving the apartment that his girlfriend and he, had only shared for about a month.
Elsewhere, at a motel room, a different man with the figures of being 6’2, weighing 215 lbs, and had blond hair, blue eyes stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist as he stared at the bed. Just moments ago, the sounds of moaning and panting had originated from that area of the room. Items like a seven inch vibrator, and fuzzy handcuffs were found on the bed. The man quickly turned and smiled, “So when am I going to see you again?” he said, extending his arm out to grab the beautiful woman he had been spending time with on a somewhat weekly basis.
Thinking back, how foolish was he to have felt that. Right now, as his hand gripped the fabric that was in his left hand, bringing it to his nose, smelling another man’s cologne brought about a rage that he never experienced in his entire life. Today, he had planned to surprise his girlfriend by coming home early, and taking her out to dinner. It’s been weeks since they had a chance to dine out in the city, because of the unpacking they had to do since the move.
Not knowing what to do with this anger. The Man tossed the shirt onto the bed. How could she do this to him? He stood there in their bedroom dumbfounded. How many times had she kissed him in this apartment after being with another man’s lips…or worse?
He needed to get out of the house. The eerie sound of silence was only fueling the fire of hatred in his heart. He quickly turned around and left the bedroom. Not wanting to bump into his girlfriend when she returns from whatever activity that was occupying her time at this moment.
Keys, wallet, cell phone…sunglasses
Thinking silently, he wondered if he had forgotten anything as he put his shoes back on and leaving the apartment that his girlfriend and he, had only shared for about a month.
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Elsewhere, at a motel room, a different man with the figures of being 6’2, weighing 215 lbs, and had blond hair, blue eyes stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist as he stared at the bed. Just moments ago, the sounds of moaning and panting had originated from that area of the room. Items like a seven inch vibrator, and fuzzy handcuffs were found on the bed. The man quickly turned and smiled, “So when am I going to see you again?” he said, extending his arm out to grab the beautiful woman he had been spending time with on a somewhat weekly basis.