I don't usually remember any of my dreams but sometimes just as I am waking there is a short dream that bothers me enough to remember it. Then I mull it over and over until something starts to jell and the story starts to flesh itself out. Then I may start to write it out and it usually takes a life of its own and may actually look a lot different than when I started.
Now for the good stuff. Yes, it resembles another story but don't they all in some way. Yes, I need an editor. Sorry I am not going to look for one. I edit it myself and find lots of errors. Yes, it's too long and describes too much. Yes, it doesn't have the end everyone wants. Write your own story then.
This one actually has three possible endings and I have put them in. Each one is progressively nastier. Be advised the third one actually details male on male rape. If that offends you then skip it.
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June 1
I guess I start this journal with my name. I am Blake Wilkins, age 26 and my therapist has requested that I write this journal in order to chronicle my married life to the former Lacie Mains. Of course, as a journal it may be disjointed as I am supposed to just write down my random thoughts.
So for the beginning I will just say that I believe my childhood was pretty much normal. I am a WASP, that is white anglo-saxon protestant, born into a typical middle class family. I am the middle child and my parents seem to love each other. There is little divorce, crime, or substance abuse in my family, that is until now, as I might be tempted to just get drunk or use drugs to try and keep me from remembering what went wrong.
I graduated high school at age eighteen. I wasn't the star quarterback but I played tight end and caught my share of passes. I also played basketball but wasn't a starter. I was usually counted on for a few points. I hated track but played right field in baseball. Yes, I know, the position everyone hates but in high school it was just as important to backstop the first baseman as to cover the third of the outfield.
In college I played intramural sports to keep in some kind of shape. It was fun. My major was business administration and I graduated in the middle of my class. All in all, I consider it an average upbringing. I dated Sally Mayfield throughout high school and we gave each other love, respect, trust and our virginities. We parted when going to college as she was staying close to home and I was headed about 400 miles away to a larger school.
In college I played the field for a while until settling down with Ginny Thorne. We were exclusive my senior year but parted at graduation as she was headed back home to teach and I had accepted a job further away in an office for a major company. Both girls had my love and I felt comfortable with their love but we all had different goals in life.
I moved to my new city where I knew absolutely no one and settled in. My job is a good one, I am still there, at least for now. It isn't a hard job and I have garnered good evaluations and some pay raises. All in all, just an average life so far.
Then I met Lacie Mains at a mixer to get to know people. I had been in town for about three months and was getting comfortable in my job and was now ready to get out and meet someone that I didn't work with. For me it was almost like getting a breath of fresh air after a winter of being stuck inside or that first warm spring day after a hard cold winter.
Lacie is not a model beautiful woman. No, she is much more the girl next door type. She has light brown hair that turns blonder in summer when she is outside a lot. She is about five foot five inches tall and around one hundred twenty pounds. She likes to jog and walk for exercise. Her breasts are a 34B and she has nice sized nipples that she loves to have suckled a lot during foreplay and during sex. Her waist tapers in just enough to tell you she is all woman along with her hips and shapely butt.
I don't know if she was as smitten with me at our first meeting. I suppose, looking back, that she wasn't. She actually seemed bored when introduced to me. It wasn't until a chance meeting a few weeks later that she actually seemed to look at me with some interest.
We started to date and, as far as I was concerned, were exclusive with each other. I met her parents, Margaret and George Mains. We seemed to get along okay.
I met Lacie's roommate, Brenda Givens. She never seemed to warm up to me for some reason. She is attractive in her own way but I wasn't interested in having some kind of kinky relationship with her so I never understood why she was so cool to me. Initially I wondered if she harbored some kind of romantic interest in me and was deliberately cool to cover for that. Come on, I am a man. I would love for every woman to want me.
In spite of Brenda's attitude towards me, Lacie and I continued to date. Sometimes we included Brenda since she didn't seem to have a boyfriend of her own. I never quite understood since she is attractive in her own way, and when not showing a cold shoulder to me, has a good if not great personality. When we went out guys asked her to dance all the time and she would dance with them but never accepted any other advance. When I finally asked Lacie about Brenda she just answered that Brenda hadn't found the man she wanted yet and I didn't press her for more information.
Lacie and I got to know each other. We started to kiss and make out on our third date but we never really progressed until later. Lacie informed me that she was not in any hurry to get into a sexual relationship until she was sure about our overall intentions toward each other. I was forced to agree.
It was hard to sit with her watching a movie on TV where we could have roaming hands and lips and not become too turned on. I was falling in love with her more each day and I definitely wanted to take our physical relationship to the next level. I went home with a hard cock almost every night even when Brenda was present and watching the movie with us. The only times I didn't get excited was when we watched some romantic comedy and I would sit in another chair while the girls sat together on the couch and made comments about the actors and the plot.