Another "Honey, We Have To Talk"
Forward:
I decided to write about a common theme here in Loving Wives. The wife begins a conversation with her husband saying a version of the phrase, "Honey, we have to talk" and all hell breaks loose. My venture into this fray resulted in two separate tales, as I debated which way that I wanted to take the story. It is not necessary to read either one first, they are totally unrelated.
Special thanks to
andyinoz ; Charlie ; Ted L, these very capable people make my work better.
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For 15 of their 17 married years
, Brody and Kayla Williams had been living the American dream, at least by all normal measure.
After graduation from college, Brody joined his father's company, William's Construction and Excavating. Kayla, had graduated with a nursing degree and was hired by the local hospital in Brody's hometown.
When he was younger, Brody had been like many young men and partied hearty, barely graduating from the state university with a degree in business at age 22. Wine, women, and song was his mantra until he met a beautiful young woman named Kayla.
She had grown up in a conservative family and, when she met Brody at a fraternity/sorority social, she was technically still a virgin. Kayla and her previous college boyfriends had only engaged in heavy petting. Midway through her sophomore year, a friend of one of her sorority sisters introduced her to a guy, Bill, and they became exclusive. She allowed him to touch, and even to suck, her bare tits.
Eventually, Kayla allowed him to finger her to orgasm while working her boobs. She then rewarded him with a hand job, causing Bill to cum on her chest, which was a first for her. However, not being ready to give herself completely to a man yet, she refused to allow him further access.
Near the end of their sophomore year, Kayla realized that her beauty wasn't enough, and that she would have to lift her game, to keep Bill interested over the long summer break, since they lived hundreds of miles apart. She promised to give him BJs, but Bill wanted a full-service girlfriend, and spending a summer, with make out sessions few and far between, her offer was too little and came too late.
Bill dumped her, and Kayla was devastated. She questioned her decision not to have a full sexual relationship, she pondered, "
Will I be able to find my white knight without giving up being a virgin? Was Bill 'the one' and I missed my chance? If I yield and the guy turns out to be a jerk, what then? Would my reputation suffer? If I got branded a slut, who would marry me then? The girls here all think I'm a prude and stupid, that I'm missing out on the fun a college girl should be having. But Mom says that the right guy, my white knight, will treasure that he has been the only one."
Kayla began her junior year at State, still stinging from her break-up with Bill. She was hoping that they would get back together but, after a month, it was obvious that wasn't going to happen. Bill had hooked up with a girl who was rumored to be "easy".
She resisted her friends' efforts to find her another guy.
In the spring of their junior year, Kayla and Brody met at a fraternity/sorority social. She was attracted to him, however, he was completely smitten with her.
That weekend, a group of friends invited Brody out to "The Spot". From past experience, he knew that there would be an abundance of beer and sex. Brody was quite handsome and, typically, he would have some form of sex, with various young women, at one of these events. On occasions, he'd had two naked women simultaneously test his ability to rise to the challenge. He'd never had any complaints.
Brody had learned that Kayla was not a party girl and, knowing that news about a scandalous weekend event would spread around campus like wildfire, he declined the invitation. He hoped to get a date with Kayla and didn't want her to hear he'd attended an orgy.
Unfortunately, Kayla went home for a visit that weekend, so Brody had to wait to ask her out on that date.
Her sorority sisters knew Brody passed on the hot weekend, and made sure to tell Kayla when she returned. She was impressed, and secretly pleased, but when Brody called the next day to ask her out, she acted indifferent. Kayla's sorority sisters had convinced her to play games with Brody, and have him "work" for her, even though she'd decided Sunday night to accept a date with him.
Their romance grew slowly, mostly due to Kayla acting on the poor advice that she make Brody "earn" her. For the rest of that spring they only dated each other, but had not formally agreed to be exclusive.
Throughout the summer they talked on the phone nearly every day, and several times he made the 400-mile trip to see her. Twice, she had made the short journey to visit him for a weekend. When she did, she got to meet his family, as he had been introduced to hers when he visited her. They were young and having fun, Kayla having more than Brody.
While on summer break, when Brody wasn't available, Kayla went on a few dates with her old high school boyfriend and another guy she knew from town. She felt justified that she wasn't cheating because Brody had never pushed that they have the talk and agree to be exclusive. Her technical virgin status had been maintained, but neither young man went home with blue balls.
The extra fun was halted in August and, when she and Brody reconnected at school, she reasoned that it would be better to not mention anything about those dates to anyone.
Her sorority house was alive with tales of naughty summer activity when she got moved back in for her senior year. It was difficult for Kayla to keep her silence while the other girls related tales of getting extra from guys that weren't their boyfriends, but it seemed necessary to ensure Brody was kept in the dark.
He had remained true to her, feeling that they were exclusive, even though that had not been hashed out. When he returned to his frat house, he found it to be getting some remodeling work done, so he and one of his frat brothers shared an apartment off campus.
The couple resumed their dating, but Kayla kept getting her head filled with advice from some sorority sisters. Suggestions were made of how to make Brody bend to her every wish by playing games with his head. One of the recommended games was to make him jealous, and it nearly ended their young relationship.
Responding to pressure from her sorority sisters, Kayla told Brody that she was going to accept a date to an annual event held jointly by Delta-Delta-Delta fraternity and her sorority.
She said, "Brody, it's a one-time thing, and doesn't alter our relationship."
However, Brody had received a "heads up" regarding Kayla's plan, and his answer was not what she expected.
He replied, "Well, my fraternity has the same relationship with Sigma Kappa. Heather asked me to take her, and said she'd make sure that I enjoy it. I said I couldn't but, since you're going on a date, I'll give her a call. Enjoy your party!"
Brody turned and left a stunned Kayla standing alone on her sorority house front porch. A moment later she ran inside crying.
Early in their relationship, Brody believed that he had met his future bride, however Kayla wasn't certain that she wanted to become Mrs. Brody Williams. She still debated with herself that maybe she had wild oats to sow and the path to marriage would permanently close that door.
Some of her sorority sisters had filled her head with the joys of debauchery, and delighted in pressuring Kayla to join them, causing her to fantasize about participating in their wild and outrageous college parties.
Missing out left her conflicted. To participate, she would either have to break off with Brody, or lie to him and cheat behind his back. Kayla reasoned that if she stayed true, and eventually married Brody, then his would be the only cock that she ever got to sample. She didn't want to give him up, but she didn't want to miss the chance to be with other men, hence the dilemma.
Kayla's roommate, Diane, knew some of the girls were trying hard to get Kayla to "loosen up". She was in their room when Kayla came in sobbing. Diane felt it was time for a heart-to-heart talk, so she revealed some 'home truths' about the consequences of reckless partying. Truths that Diane had learned the hard way.
She told Kayla, "The partying sounds great now, but just wait until you wake up the next morning with no idea what you did the night before. It's terrifying when you start to ask yourself questions. Who did I fuck last night? Was it safe, could I have picked up an STD? Could I be pregnant? How many people know what I did? Will I get a reputation as a slut? Will I ever get a decent man if everyone thinks that I'm 'easy'? Will what I have done cause me to lose the best man ever? Because, if you do these things, you will lose Brody.
"Think about that. Nearly every girl in this sorority will be hoping, maybe praying, to find a guy half as good as Brody. He's a hunk, he's charming, and he has future success written all over him. That's what you have right now. Do you really want to risk that for some cheap thrills that could have a serious negative impact on your life? Just saying. Do what you believe you have to," Diane said, finished with her pep talk.
It was now up to Kayla to choose.
One of the reasons Kayla picked nursing as her major, was the fantasy of falling in love with a doctor, and living the good life. She reasoned, Brody isn't a doctor, but his family was rich, which she didn't know when she first started dating him. He would step into a well-paying career and, eventually, become CEO of his father's business.
All things considered, Kayla decided that Diane was right. Hanging on to Brody was more important than sowing wild oats.
Kayla stopped crying, quickly improved her appearance, and rushed over to Brody's apartment. She pounded on the door until he let her in.
"Brody. I am so sorry. I don't want to date anyone but you. The girls were pressuring me to go to the party with that other guy. I wouldn't have done anything with him, I swear. Please don't go with Heather," she begged him.
"I don't know. She made me a very impressive offer," he said, fueling Kayla's distress.
"I've apologized and humiliated myself by begging. I don't know what else I can do, except to tell you that I won't go on that date. I'm going back to my room now. Please give me an answer when you decide if it's going to be Heather or me."
Brody didn't answer, letting her return to her room to, hopefully, stew in the mess that she'd created by allowing her sorority sisters to influence her actions.
He called Heather instead.
"Well Brody, how'd she take it?"
"Not well. She just left here, after begging me not to date you."
"She doesn't have a clue that we're just good friends, does she?"
"No, and thanks for the heads up about what she was planning to do. If I'd been hit with that shit, cold, with no warning, I don't think I could have handled it."
"I don't believe that. You're a smart cookie, baby. But it always comes off better when you surprise the person that thinks they're surprising you!" Heather said.
"None the less, thanks. I hope that you didn't fuck up your party plans by offering to help me," Brody said.
"I didn't want to go to that party anyway. Sweetheart, you know that I'd do anything for you. We'd probably be lovers if you weren't so against the idea of fucking your best friend's sister!"
