Author's Note:
Before you start reading, you should know that English is not my native language, and this is my first text of this kind. Back in my school days, I was terrible at creative writing, and my career developed in a completely different direction. I am currently on the diametrically opposite side of a person who could be considered a decent witter. If you're still here, thanks.
The story is simple, and I deliberately didn't add many characters or names (only two names). Why did I write this story? I guess I like this kink, and the story was somehow in my head. I just wrote it down. All comments are welcome.
Story in short:
Maya confessed a secret to her boyfriend, not knowing she would force him to admit his fantasies. Fear and poor communication push a harmonious relationship to the limit. Maybe it's time for this couple to push their limits and redefine the norms.
Alex and Maya are a relatively new couple of six months. Maya is a blond, petite woman in her mid-twenties, and Alex is an average-looking guy in his late twenties. Their relationship appears harmonious, filled with laughter and shared moments. Yet, one fateful day, as Alex is going about his daily routine, he stumbles upon a letter resting on his coffee table.
a- Huh, a letter from Maya. She must have left it here yesterday. She seemed a bit worried to me. It can't be a breakup letter... I hope not.
Dear Alex,
I didn't dare to tell you in person, and I don't think it's appropriate to write it in a message, so I decided to write a letter. I love you, but I can't live with my secret anymore. Regardless of the outcome, I have to tell you that when we started going out, you weren't the only one I was seeing. When I got the impression that our relationship was getting serious, I broke contact with him. I'm sorry I didn't dare to admit it earlier, but I can't hide it from you anymore. Please forgive me.
Alex's reaction was intense. He was stunned, and he felt the heat rising to his head. It was a mix of emotions that he felt. Anger and jealousy were part of the mix, but as always, he suppressed his reaction. He didn't respond right away. After some time passed, he relaxed a bit. Still, he didn't respond. He didn't know what to say to Maya. He didn't know what to feel in the first place. On one side, he felt betrayed, but on the other, he admitted to himself that this was his fantasy. This has been his preferred porn category for many years. In his inner torment, he did not answer Maya.
For Maya, this was a terrible day at work. She didn't hear anything from Alex, and the first thing she did after work was to text him.
m- Hey.
a- Hey.
m- Did you read my letter?
a- Well, yes.
m- And?
a- Well, okay. I'm not angry.
m- I'm glad. No other reactions? Do you have nothing to say?
a- No.
m- Sure? I thought you would be angry. We would have a big fight. That you would request that I have to do something to redeem myself or that you would want to see other girls or break up with me.
a- No. I think we should forget this and move on.
Maya was relieved, but she also thought he was behaving strangely. She felt that he was hiding something. Alex felt broken. He thought that this conversation was unsatisfying but was not capable of speaking about his feelings. A fight between the two of them would represent at least one part of the feelings he felt, and it would be a partial release.
Time passed, and the relationship began to cool down. None of them mentioned the letter again, but Maya noticed that Alex became more and more quiet. She thought that, in the end, they would break up. Alex was getting quieter and quieter because of the feeling of guilt that he couldn't confess his fantasies to Maya. It's even worse that he didn't know what to feel. Even though he is watching porn where wives fuck with strangers, he cannot imagine Maya fucking another man, yet he can't stop thinking about her messing around with her ex.
They both noticed that their relationship was coming to an end, but nothing was going to happen before they went on vacation by the seaside. They arranged everything long before the letter, and nobody wanted to miss a well-deserved vacation. They weren't in a fight, so they wouldn't spoil their vacation, but it seemed that they wouldn't go to the seaside as a couple but as friends. The lowest point happened when Alex couldn't hold the erection a couple of times during sex. Maya wanted to know what was wrong.
m- C'moon, tell me what's wrong. Is it because of the letter? You told me you weren't mad at me.
a- No.
m- Have you met somebody? Am I boring?
That conversation led nowhere, and they both went to bed frustrated.
Alex feels ashamed of his fantasies, but now he also feels bad because Maya thinks she is the problem. He saw the upcoming vacation as the last way to save the relationship. He sat down alone and started writing down his letter to Maya.
Dear Maya,
It is very difficult for me to write this letter; this is even my fifth try, but you probably know that expressing my feelings is not my strength. I will start with the letter you wrote me a couple of weeks ago. I'm not over it. Your words have haunted me since that day. Thinking about you with someone else made me upset and brought up feelings I thought were buried deep in my mind. Yes, I was angry but also excited.
It must be strange to hear that from me, but I like to watch hotwife, cuckold, cheating, and similar content online. It's basically someone's wife sleeping with more or less strangers. Not that I want that from you; I wouldn't even be able to handle it, but I like to fantasize about such things. What do I want to say? I don't know. Writing this letter made me calm down a bit. I hope you don't find my kink too weird.
Alex delivered the letter to Maya and waited. Later the same day, they met for dinner at Maya's home. They drank wine, and Alex noticed Maya's wicked grin.
a- You found my letter?
m- Yes.
She smiled even more.
a- And? Do you find it silly? Now that I think about it, it was stupid to write it.
m- No! I find it great that you wrote it.
a- Realy? I thought you would be disgusted or laugh at me.
m- I think it is great that you wrote that letter, and I'm glad it helped you.
a- Well, it did. I feel much better and happy that we can talk about it.
m- Me too. The last time we tried to talk, it ended without any conclusion. I would like to address this topic a little further. Do you want to know something about this period of my life?
a- Well, I would like to hear everything about your "adventure".
m- Actually, you are the "adventure".
Maya started to explain everything. She had been seeing this guy for about a month before meeting Alex, and that relationship was a dead end, but nobody wanted to end it. Maya told Alex about the trips they went on, the bars they visited, and everything else. There were funny stories, fights between them, and the usual stuff. At some point, Maya started an anecdote, and all of a sudden she stopped and became serious. Alex interrupted her story.
a- Wait... This was the premiere of that movie? We were together that evening. Aren't we?
m- Yes. Before we went to the cinema, I was at his house.
a- You went directly from his place to our date?
Silence on both sites. Alex remembered that date exactly. They kissed at the start and had a romantic evening. He drove her home and felt butterflies in his stomach. Now he felt similarly, or maybe he felt sick. Maybe both. But he didn't want her to stop talking.
m- I feel like a slut, but this was one of the last times I saw this guy.
a- It's fine. Please go on.
m- There is nothing more to tell you. I broke up with him a week later or so.
a- Why didn't it end earlier?
Pause, and then Maya dropped a bomb.
m- Well, the sex was great.
She laughed nervously, but Alex made a face she hadn't seen in a long time. "Is this turning you on?" Asked Maya.
a- In a strange way, yes.
Bot laughed, and Maya said:
m- You know that I had sex with my ex before you and I went to this movie?
a- I was afraid you would say that. I mean, what were you thinking? You have a date in a few hours, and you fuck with him?
m- Do you really want to know?
a- Yes.
m- He took me.
a- What do you mean?
m- He fucked me; we didn't make love. He never did. He just pulled my panties off, fucked me, and usually made me swallow his load.
Only after Maya had spoken this last sentence did she realize what she said. She was not sure if she had crossed a red line and if this would hurt Alex. She didn't want to hurt Alex. His face was frozen, and Maya broke the silence.
m- Sorry. This went too far. You are not that kind of guy. You are polite and compassionate, and I enjoy sex with you, but one part of me also likes the other way.
That night, Maya and Alex had great sex for the first time in weeks. And their relationship got stronger. A stone fell from Alex's heart because Maya was the first person with whom he could share his fantasies, and Maya was happy that she didn't have to hide her past. After a couple of sessions, Alex found out that Maya was much more experienced than he was, and he liked this side of her. Several times she thought she would cross a line, but Alex liked it even more. She told Alex that she had made out with a girl, only kissing and grabbing; she had one night's dates involving heavy drinking, drugs, and other stuff that turned Alex on. The worst thing she said during the dirty talk session was that one night she was drunk and ready to pay a taxi raid for herself and her friends with a blow job. The taxi driver didn't accept the offer, and today, Maya is not sure if she would actually blow that guy for a taxi ride. She buried her past deep in her mind, but Alex encouraged her to talk, and Maya became more and more open. Even their relationship dynamics started to shift towards her becoming more dominant and confident and Alex becoming more passive.
A week before their vacation, Maya had a girl's night. They hit some bars and danced, and she got very drunk. Coming home, Alex realized that she was a mess. Her dress was crumpled, her make-up was messed up, and she smelled like a dustpan even though she didn't smoke. Alex was in shock. He couldn't believe it. Did she mess around with someone that night? He was not ready; he was angry and jealous. The next day, they talked. Alex could express his feelings better without getting loud and angry, but in the end, they ended in a small fight. Maya felt ashamed, but she assured Alex that she didn't cheat on him. She had to admit that she was more relaxed and let herself go. She and her friends flirted with a group of guys. They danced, but nothing more happened. Her evening started with drinking with the girls and getting ready. Maya, full of her new confidence and embraced by her friends, dressed in a short dress, fishnet pantyhose, and a small sheer thong with a matching bra. The day after, she had to admit it was a bit slutty.
