This is a continuation of the previous story about the gorgeous McElroy. This stunning man I had worked with sometime back. He works in distribution at the place I worked for several years. He is tall, blonde and has a magnificent body. Its all based off a great blowjob this God allowed me to give him back when I was there. The rest is juts fantasy for a man I had fallen in lust for. As he is married with kids. And there is obviously no likelihood I could ever have something serious or permanent with this man.
But do enjoy the tale... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Man McElroy (McElroy's Test (11)
... Well happiness had finally fallen into my lap. I had the man I adored here with me in my life. After waiting and not having this happiness. I was elated that he wanted to finally be with me away from his hateful ex wife (that Bitch). And Chris did everything to try and make me happy. He wined and dined me, gave me gifts and seem to always be there for me. And I loved it, and I loved him. He would stay with me most of the time when we were together. A few times I was at his place. It was pretty sparse. Like someone who had just moved in. But he said he just did not have much time to get settled.
"I can help you, if you like" I offered. "No. That's okay." He came back "Just have been so damned busy"
And I did not doubt it. I did not see him all the time after all. Somedays he was too tired after a hard day to see me. And I did not press him. I knew when i first met him years back that he was always super busy. Especially with the back and forth when he was married. I remembered not seeing him for long periods back then. But of course we weren't a.couple like now. Or whatever this was we had between us. I was going to suggest we move in together. That we could officially share spaces and be as one. It would be wonderful to wake up to his fave every day. To go to sleep next to him every day. But again he was not seemingly into that. And again I did not press him. He had just divorced that whore and I assumed he wanted some space just to himself. I know I would.
"Maybe that will change soon?" I said to myself "And we will be together"
Well it was sometime into the near future that this love affair with him seemed to dwindle. That this connection we had physically and emotionally was severed. At least it seemed so. He started to become more distant as the days went by. And I saw him less and less. Always too busy to see me or just not available at all to even talk.
Then i knew there was a problem when I had received a text from Chris. It said "see you soon". I figured he was wanting to go out or something. So I sent something back to him saying 'great. What did you wanna do'. But then a few minutes later he came back with an odd reply. It read "oh, sorry. Something just came up. Talk to you later". I was sad at this turn of events. It had been almost two weeks since last I saw him and then this. I was starting to think he was reconsidering his decision to be close to me. I spoke to Lisa about it. And she was very matter of fact when she said that he was seeing someone else.
"That text he sent you was not meant for you" she stated. "Huh? What do you mean?" I huffed back "He meant to send it to someone else" she reiterated. "But when you sent back text and he saw it was you he made up an excuse" "Your man is hooking up elsewhere"
I was crushed. I was simply defeated. It was as I had originally surmised. Chris had somehow lost interest in me.
"No wonder he has been distant" I said "I just thought he loved me"
Lisa stroked my hair and patted my back tenderly. Saying that he may have come down for me. But once he saw the pickings he was being a typical man. "He obviously failed the test of live for you" she then said "And he is a straight man trying to live a gay mans life. So I am pretty sure he is all fucked up"
I held off tears until she left. Then I started to cry. Just sitting there on the balcony and crying into my hands. Crushed that I assumed he would live me. A gay guy when he had been with women before me. And then I surmised he may have gone back to another woman. But whomever he was with. Whomever he was cheating on me with. They have cut me deep as I adored him. I went to bed early that night still with tears pooling at the corners if my eyes. Sleeping uncomfortably as I tossed and turned throughout the night.
"Ohh Chris" I cried "I thought you loved me" "I gabe you my heart" "Why would you do this to me"
The next day I received a text from.him though. He asked how I was. And he was hoping to see me at the end of the week. I looked at it and wanted to just come back with the obvious question of 'whom else was he seeing?' But I could bring myself to ask his such a question. I still loved him after all. But I did not answer him immediately as I then assumed he may be talking to someone else. You know, sending the message to wrong person again. But sometime after he sent it again. And it was directed at me as he said my name. Asking if I had gotten his last text. I sighed as the sadness began to creep in to my chest. Why was he texting me when he had interest in someone else. Some other guy or woman that captured his eye. I wanted to just send back a message telling his to 'fuck off' as i was so damned hurt. To tell him I wanted nothing to do with him. But I couldn't. Again I still loved him. So I answered him.
"Hello" I want back "What is up?" "I haven't seen you in weeks it seems" he came back "Why don't we go out in Friday?" "I found this cool place in the downtown" "And thought you might like it"
I sighed as the valley of my chest ached now. And it ached a lot. I felt like I may just have a heart attack from the pressure I felt in it. But I still wanted to see him again. I missed his beautiful face. I missed his touch. I could not help it.
"Maybe I can make him see that he should be with me" I then said to myself
So I agreed to the date. Telling him i would see him Friday. He sent me a smiley face and a heart. I again sighed. And then i felt the tears start again. I was going to have to fight for him if I wanted him. And that sucked.... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ To be continued