Is This Fate?

This is my first time writing and I have been wanting to for a long time. I feel it's easier to let it all out by writing it all because I am not sure how to really feel about what has been going on.

My name is Sarah and I am currently 27.

About 3 years ago, I had got out of a relationship and I had only dated 2 guys before that. Not that I was not interested in dating guys, I had guys ask me out but always didn't want to cause my career was much more important.

Things were going well in my career even during the pandemic, and I decided to start dating. I started using tinder and soon enough I had this guy I have been texting and we eventually decided to meet up for a first date.

I am blonde, 5'7 and 125 lbs and 32Ds. I do have a natural round butt but I never really learnt to appreciate it until later stages of my life.

So it was at the end of 2019 that I decided to meet this guy Luke. He was 2 years older to me. I wore a dress and went out at this local bar and was waiting for my date. Now I waited for a long time and already ordered my drink. I had never been stood up before so I wasn't sure why this was happening so I anyways decided to finish my drink and head back as the text messages to my date were not going through.

As I was sitting there I noticed around the bar that there were many single people and few couples. I was almost have way with my glass and had this older gentleman approach me. He was wearing a suit and seemed like he was drinking after work.

His name was Mike and he was about 6'2. He was not muscular but he had a big physique, bald and a grey beard. He was 58.

We started talking even though I wasn't sure if I wanted to engage but he seemed nice and didn't seem like he was flirty. He asked why I was alone and I told him that I was stood up and he laughed. He was an architect so I was interested to chat because I'm an interior designer.

He said he was only visiting the town for business and his son who lives with his mother as they are separated, and he would soon file for a divorce. I felt bad that he was cause he seemed nice. It was great chatting with him, and since I was done with my glass. He got me another one. We drank and I think I was there for about 2 hours and we actually had a great time even with the bartender's being all chatty.

I decided to call it a night and I wished him good luck and went home.

I was never expecting to actually spend time with anyone that might but I only realized how men can be different as they aged and it was just a thought I had that night.

Anyway, months turned to years and I was back to being busy with work and decided to get off tinder.

Gradually over the months I went out with some colleagues and that's when I met Steve. Steve and me hit it right off and within a few weeks we started dating. We were not in a rush to get into sex and stuff but the first time we did, I was not sure what to make of it.

I never had much experience with sex to be honest but I knew how it had to be but I always thought maybe I was either doing it wrong or that I had a problem.

I did cum with him and the sex was frequent at the beginning. We liked being in each others company.

We always used protection, and because of the pandemic hygiene did become priority but he was going a little crazy at times. Like there were times when I got really horny but he would leave me hanging and find a condom if he didn't have any in the bedroom. But I was not those crazy chicks who would demand him to be there and I would just have the patience with him.

Over the months with dating him, the sex became less I thought but I assumed it was very normal. But even if we did, he was either tired and gradually I would do the work in bed by only riding him and he would get off quicker.

I don't know what the problem was but I started taking time cumming. And because he would run to rinse in the shower instead of getting the bed stained, I would wait for him and then play with myself and would fake the orgasms with him by pretending and covering my pussy with my t-shirt or panty.

I never had a problem with size or anything and I seemed to have been okay with his size. He was 5 inches, not thick but very sensitive on his forehead due to his foreskin. I could not even blow him frequently cause he gradually told me that he would end him shooting and preferred wearing a condom so he could last longer than usual.

I was not sure if that was a normal thing or if he had to get it checked. We did get it checked and it apparently depends on man to man.

We started living together my September 2021 and I guess work kept us busy but we didn't realize that staying together was actually making us distant and comfortable as well. I travelled frequently to Dallas as I had a few projects that required me to be there and at times I would be there for a week or at times 4 weeks.

I was raised by my grandmother itself and he was raised my his mother. We both had small families and he thought he wanted to introduced to his mother gradually as the holidays were nearing.

His mother lived in Houston so we decided to visit her during the holidays. He had a nice family and it was great seeing them in person.

During dinner we heard the door bell ring and Steve's mom went to answer it. She came back in the hall and looked at Steve and said:

"He's here". And we all looked at each other. I was certainly new to whatever was happening. And re repeated saying "he's here. I told you he would show up when he heard you were coming".

Steve got up and went to the door. I got up and went to his mother and asked her if everything was alright. And she said "Oh yes honey, I am not sure if Steve has mentioned his father before, but he never really kept in touch with him. Not his really father of course, his step father".

I only responded saying "Oh. But hope he is okay"

Martha replied said "Oh he is, he just wanted to say hi to him. I offered him to come join us for a drink only because it is Christmas. I no not want to see a man who cheated on his wife, but this is an exception." And we both laughed.

I was almost done with my plate and decided to trash it. I was alone since I was fairly new so people didn't notice me if I was away. I heard Steve get back inside and saying he was going to get some more wine. And that's when I heard screams of greeting from some family members to Steve's step father. I washed my hands and went in the hall to introduce myself but he had stepped to the washroom.

I waited and saw the door open and he walked right the other way so I just shouted "Mr. Roger's" and went to greet him. It took a while to realise that he looked familiar. Only when he saw me, we paused and he said "Hello. You must be Sarah. I am Mike".

Now I wasn't sure if it was the same man I met years ago but he did look the same. Or maybe I had too much wine to remember.

Anyway he was only there for a few minutes and he left soon after.

On our way back Steve told me about why he doesn't keep in touch with his stepfather. He said that his mom thought he was cheating on her but at the same time Mike said that she was cheating on him, but obviously he had to side with his mother and she didn't want him to keep in touch with him anymore. As we were talking I asked Steve what Mike does for a living. When he said that he was an architect, I knew that Mike was the same person I had met years ago. For some reason I didn't feel the need to mention that to Steve and didn't speak to him about his stepfather again.

Weeks passed and I had a trip to Dallas again. When I got back to Ohio, Steve said that we had dinner that week as his stepfather wanted to connect with him since he was in town.

I knew that Mike had not recognised me and thought it would be best to keep it that way.

It was the day for dinner and I did decided to wear something different because I had plans with Steve after we got back from dinner. It had been months that we had stepped out for dinner and I was looking forward to that. I decided to shop and got myself a new dress, and I thought of buying some lace bra and thong to go along with them. As I was getting ready, Steve walked in the room and his reaction was "Omg Sarah you can't wear that".

I looked at him thinking he was only joking and he said "You look like a slut. Why are you wearing a thong?"

And I looked at him and said "Cause I thought after we got home we could get.." and he cut me off without listening to the rest and said "okay but you don't have to wear those, especially since we are dating now. You know I like the way you look and don't feel you need to look like that because it is very cheap to me".

I was shocked with the reaction but this was not the first time that this had happened when he commented on the way I dressed since we moved in together. I decided to wear something different and even changed my dress cause it didn't make sense to wear it.

We drove to the restaurant and Mike had told Steve that he was already there. We got there and as soon as I saw Mike, I realised that he definitely was the same guy I saw because of the way he was dressed.

As we were nearing the table Mike saw us and stood up to greet us. He then moved and pull the chair for me. I felt he was such a gentleman when he did that.

We started having dinner and it was mostly Steve and Mike talking with me occasionally saying a few things. Mike wanted to let Steve know that he was sorry about how things ended with his mother but Steve just didn't want to discuss that and told Mike that he was thankful that he planned a dinner with us but it would be better if he tried not to stay in touch.

I felt it was a little harsh that Steve said that to Mike. I could see that Mike was taking it well, however Steve found it a little uncomfortable being there and talk further. Mike diverted the conversation for a while until Steve decided to head to the men's room.

Now it was me and Mike who took sips from our glasses and sat there as we watched Steve get away.

I didn't want to be awkward so I said, "I am sorry that Steve said that and I feel it was a bit harsh". Mike looked at me and said, "It's ok. Sarah, these are things that I was expecting and it is totally fine".

We took few more sips from a drinks and then I asked Mike if he had been separated from his wife for a while. Mike looked at me and said, " I remember telling you that I separating from my wife and would file for divorce when I met you once before".

I looked at him in shock as I didn't think he even recognised me. I replied "You remember me?".

He replied saying "Of course I do. When I first saw you at my ex-wives place I wasn't too sure but at the second glance I realised it was you but hoped you would not recognise me. As I got out in the living room and saw the look on your face. I realised you recognised me but I did not want to make it awkward so I pretended. I was glad that you played along or mistook me with someone else."

We both laughed. He then said it was nice to bump into you again and I am glad that you are dating Steve. He continued by asking me if Steve was the guy who ditched me the night I met him. I told him it wasn't. Steve.

Steve was away for a while and I assumed he went to go take a walk and clear his head because he usually likes doing that. Mike and I spoke about the design industry and it felt like almost 15 minutes we were catching up. He continued asking me about my work and I told him how it was going and I travelled a few times to Tampa and recently started working on a project in Dallas.

When I mentioned about Dallas, he looked at me and said he lives and works in Dallas. He said how it was a great place to work and people are really interested in renovating and designing their houses. We went deep into the conversation about design and I decided to check on Steve. However, his phone seemed to be busy.

Mike decided to check on him and said he would head in the front to look for him. He quickly came back and said he was not around but he was positive he would be back quick.

He asked me how we met and I told him the details and then he asked how was it to be in a relationship with him. I paused and I said that we were busy with our lives since we moved in together but I think we need to spend more time together. Mike agreed and said that is key in a healthy relationship and work always gets busy.

We took a few sips more of a drink and Mike asked the waiter to get us a refill. He then asked me if I ever got a chance, I should come over and check his office in Dallas and maybe meet for a coffee. And he asked me to take his number down, so if I ever needed anything I could just give him a call.

He further said that he would prefer that Steve does not know about this because during the time I met you I was still seeing his mother and it would only make our relationship with him get uglier even though I never cheated.

When I heard Mike say that, I wanted to ask him more but I felt it was not my place as Steve said that Mike had cheated on his mother.

It was about time that Steve showed up and we asked him if he was fine. He seemed fine and he said he was apologetic for being away but he was actually helping a drunk guy find his car. He seemed okay so we never asked him anything else.

Steve said he was ready to leave if we were because he had an early start the next day. Being his girlfriend I didn't say anything and Mike stood up and said he was ready to leave as well as he had a flight to catch. He turned to me and said it was a pleasure meeting me and said bye to Steve. We walked out and he got a cab to his hotel and me and Steve got in our car and headed home.

Steve was not in a position to speak much in the car. He only said a few things and related to the dinner. Once we got home he said he was going to bed, while I was prepping stuff for the next day.

I was hoping that we would have had sex even though I knew he was not in the mood, but when I wanted to take a shower I felt like I wanted to get off anyway and I did. I had not done it this late ever before but I really wanted to. It felt so good and I was now ready to get to bed as well.

In about 2 days after our dinner with Mike, I woke up in the morning to check my phone and happen to see a text from him asking if things were okay with Steve, because he felt he couldn't do anything else that night. I replied to him that everything was fine and our routine seems to be doing great. He replied back saying that was great and hoped that I enjoyed my day.

It was over a month now since our dinner and I was travelling to Dallas. I was going to be there for about a week so I was pretty busy with my appointments and work I had in Dallas. It had been 2 days after I landed in Dallas and was wondering what to get out in the evening because I would usually be alone since I worked with a small team who had families and usually had commitments. So I decided to order in the local app and was confused what to really eat and usually during research (I love to Google), I lost track of what I was doing. I quickly realised that I was losing my appetite and decided to maybe get a small snack or even a coffee. As I was looking for places I remembered about Mike and decided to maybe text him if he was free to get a coffee.

I thought about it a few times before texting him, but then I eventually did and thought of waiting. It was within seconds that I got a text from him welcoming me to Dallas with a reply saying that he was free in about an hour. I said it was good enough and he asked if I needed to be picked up, so I gave him my address.

We met up for coffee and it was actually nice to meet someone known rather than my team of designers I worked with. We got to a local coffee shop and we sat and talked about places in Dallas and he told me about the history and stuff like that. I felt that Mike was pretty friendly as a person and it felt great being in his company. Steve was a little different and not very open to have conversations unless you would ask him about anything.

During coffee Mike asked if I wanted anything else to buy like groceries because he was getting some or he could drop me directly to my apartment. I told him I was good as I was just here for a week and it had already been 3 days. He said he would drop me off and before he did he asked me if I wanted to go for a drive around Dallas before I could leave. I told him I would let him know because it seemed like a really busy week. We did text the next few days while I was in Dallas, he seemed to be helpful and had knowledge about people I could meet for my work and help while being in Dallas.

We kept in touch a few times after I was back in Ohio, he even asked me if I needed anything for him to take care of while I was not in Dallas. But I seemed to be doing fine but thank him for his generosity.

Things with me and Steve were okay I thought until one evening when he got home drunk. This has been happening a few times with his drinking, or if not drinking he would spend time playing his video games. This evening when he got home I lost it and told him of him being a disappointment. He lost his temper and said things and went directly to bed. It hurt but I didn't feel emotions and told him that we would discuss it the next day.

We were avoiding each other the next few days until I told him that we would have to talk. We finally talked and he didn't seem to show any signs of remorse or acceptance of his behaviour or the way he was behaving like a teen. When I said things about his behaviour, he was furious and said how he brings money to the table and works hard. I told him it was not about that, but about living together and helping out each other. I told him that he had changed over the years and is very comfortable with the way things are.

We did have sex that week, but I knew and felt that he just wanted to get off, which he did. Not that it was surprising but I thought after our talk, it would be a little different than always.

In about 2 weeks from then, I was trying to show him my work and he made a comment about how a child could even draw like that. He laughed about it, but I was very furious to the reaction and told him how he would never understand my job. He continued to laugh further and went on to play his video games with a beer in his hand.

The next day I was home by myself and I got a text from Mike asking me if I was coming down anytime soon, he had tickets for this rodeo. I told him that I wasn't and didn't text further. He replied back asking me if I was fine as I replied with just three words.

I realised that I wasn't myself and I decided to text him about Steve and if this his normal behaviour? Or was it something new. Mike soon replied saying that he gets it from his mother and Mike assumed that I had already seen most of it but still worked it out for us to be together.

I didn't want to say much and just replied back to Mike saying that I would text him some other time as I had to run a few errands.

During that moment I was not sure what was happening and felt very disconnected with Steve for the last couple of weeks.

I knew a talk would not help right now but I just wanted to get a break from all of this. But I did not know how and what I wanted to do.

I decided to do a little sketch to pass my time and get out and meet some of my friends for drinks. Just before going out for drinks I got an email from my company asking me about my schedule to be in Dallas for 4 weeks. I don't know if the timing was right, but it felt like an opportunity to be away from everything with Steve, just be by myself in Dallas.

I had to leave within a week from the time I got the email. I was glad to be away and Steve said he would mostly spend time at his friends place, which only meant that he would be getting drunk often.