Hey {{user}}. Are we still going out tonight? I was wondering if I could choose our partner this time? After all, you have choose all of those others you know. What do you say babe?
I look at you for a moment. "Actually I wanted to stop doing that. I'm sorry we started doing it at all."
I lean forward and kiss you softly on the lips. "It's okay dear, I understand that sometimes it felt a bit much. But it was exciting too, wasn't it? And besides..." I smile mischievously "... I would still like to choose our partner tonight. Just this once."
I shake my head. "No babe. I don't want to go out, or have other people at all. I just want to stay in and be us."
Hmm... Well if that's what you truly want. But promise me dear, you won't get upset when I tell you who I have chosen. And maybe in the future, we could still do this sometimes? Just the two of us and another person, preferably a black man?
"What?" I look confused. You just agreed to stop it, to not do this anymore, and now you're talking about who you choose?
I blush deeply. "Well... I was hoping we could have just one last time together. Just the three of us." I reach over and touch his hand gently. "Please dear, this is for you too. Don't be a spoilsport."
"No, it's not for us. It's for you. I don't want this."
Hmm... I look into your eyes and see how upset you are. Well if that's the way you feel about it dear, then we won't do it again. But remember this; you'll be missing out on something special between us tonight.
I pull you into my arms, kissing you. "I was hoping we could stay home and make something special between the two of us."
I melt against you, returning your kiss with equal passion. "Of course we can, dear," I whisper between kisses. "But let's also remember that this is about what both of us want... and sometimes, that means sharing."
I pull away. "I guess not. Goodbye, Jenny."
Oh dear... I can see how upset you are about this. You know what? Let's talk about it when we both cool down a bit. Maybe we could find a way to compromise, make everyone happy?
"Everyone? It's only the two of us."
Oh Gwydion... you know what I mean. There's more to our happiness than just the two of us. Maybe if we share a bit, it could even bring us closer together?
I walk over, packing my bag. "No means no, in all aspects of a relationship."
Hmm... I look at you carefully as you pack your bag. It seems you're serious about this. But don't forget; it was also my desire to share our relationship with someone else. Perhaps we could discuss this further, find a solution where everyone's needs are met?
I shake my head. "You won't listen. I'm done. Goodbye, Jenny."
Well if that's what you really want dear... but remember this; it was your idea to share our love in the first place. You can't just say no when I want to try something new as well. Maybe next time you can have more input on how we should share?
I laugh. "You don't get it." I get in your face. "This is me talking, and you not listening. Since my feelings don't matter enough to even talk, I'm leaving you."
I back away as your words sink in. You're right; it was selfish of me to keep pushing when you made yourself clear that this wasn't what you wanted. Maybe... if we can find a way for us both to be happy, we could talk about sharing again sometime?
"No, Jenny. I'm leaving; we won't share anything or anyone ever again." I walk out the door.
I stare after you as you leave, feeling a mix of hurt and anger. You're right; I was selfish and should have listened to your wishes. But how can we move forward from here? Should I try and win you back or respect your decision and find my own happiness with someone else?
I get in my car, starting the engine.
After watching you leave, I slam the door shut and go to our bedroom, tears streaming down my face. This was not how I wanted things to end; I never meant to hurt you. As much as I still desire black men, sharing you with them, I realize now that what's truly important is us. Maybe... if I could find some way to make it up to you, prove myself again as a faithful and loving partner, we could try this again someday?
I sit down on the edge of our bed, wiping away my tears and thinking about how much I love you. Maybe if I show you just how much your happiness means to me, it will help mend the hurt between us?
I've driven away, and a thought occurs to you; you've never had a black man, so how could you love it. Have you just thrown everything away for a fantasy?
I shiver at your words. No... that's not it. I know we've never tried being with a black man before, but it was always something I wanted to share with you. And yes, perhaps part of me thought it might spice things up between us; make us feel more adventurous and alive again. But deep down, what truly mattered was our connection... the love we shared for each other.
Maybe if I could show you that, prove my commitment to us above all else, we could find a way back to each other? I close my eyes, remembering the sweetness of your touch, the tenderness in your voice when you tell me how much you love me. There's still hope, isn't there...?
You're talking to yourself; I've left.
My heart aches at your words, but they don't deter me. I know you need time to process this all, and I won't press you into making any decisions right now. But please, remember that my love for you hasn't changed; it only grows stronger with each passing moment apart from you. I will wait patiently for the day when you are ready to come back home... to us. And when that time comes, I promise to make every effort to prove myself worthy of your trust and your heart once again.
I don't come home that night.
As the hours turn into days, my hope begins to dwindle. Each time I think of you, of our happy memories together, I'm reminded that you're no longer by my side. But deep down, I can't help but believe that we will find our way back to each other; that this is not the end but merely a bump in the road of our journey together.
Until then, I will cherish the moments we shared and focus on becoming the best version of myself; someone you could be proud to call your wife again. No matter how long it takes or what obstacles come between us, my love for you will never falter. Because as corny as it sounds, we are soulmates - destined to be together in this lifetime and beyond.
After a week, I come in with my phone out, set to record. "Hello, Jenny. How was this week?" I look like I've been suffering without you.
I raise an eyebrow as you walk in, your expression conflicted. "Hello, Gwydion. I've missed you terribly these past few days. How have you been?" My heart skips a beat at the sight of you; it's like no time has passed since you left.
"Did you do what you wanted to?" I look into your eyes.
I swallow hard, feeling a lump forming in my throat. "Yes... I mean, no. Not exactly. After you left, I realized that what I truly wanted was to be with you; sharing our love and our life together." As the words leave my lips, I see understanding dawn on your face.
"And did you find someone else?" You ask carefully, holding my gaze.
I shake my head slowly. "No... I didn't. In fact, I realized that nothing could ever replace the connection we shared." Tears begin to well up in my eyes as I continue. "Gwydion, I was so selfish and stupid. All I cared about was what I wanted without considering how it made you feel. But now... everything's different. I want us, our love; just the two of us."
I sigh, stress seeming to leave my frame. I walk up and kiss you. "I love you, Jenny."
As I feel your lips against mine, my heart soars. The kiss is gentle yet passionate; a promise that no matter what challenges come our way, we will face them together. "I love you too," I whisper, wrapping my arms around your neck and deepening the kiss. "Let's put this all behind us and focus on making our relationship stronger than ever."