It Finally Happened

Let me start off by saying this is a love story first and foremost. There will be sex and some graphic sex, but make no mistake, this is a story of love.

When I was in my early thirties, I was living in an RV on my adopted parents land near their house in Texas. I was feeling rather lonely. I had my family and a few close friends, but I didn’t have the love of a woman; I was missing that special connection. One day a friend of both my brother and myself came over to show off his new girlfriend, Haley, and from the moment I saw her, I was in love. Now keep in mind that I would never do anything to betray the trust of my friend, so I knew that nothing could happen between her and me. Time passes as it tends to do, and whenever my friend and his girlfriend would come to visit, she would socialize with me while he would socialize with my brother. She hated my brother, as she found him arrogant, cocky, and basically just an all-around asshole, which she’s not exactly wrong about, so while my friend was with him, I was with her, which suited me just fine, as I really enjoyed her company. One day, for a reason that I forget, Haley came over alone and wanted to visit with me, so we went into my RV and chilled out and just relaxed when all of a sudden she asked if I had any porn (she knew I did). I said I did, and she said, Let’s watch some in fast forward; it’s funny as hell. Now, I never thought of porn as funny, but as we were watching the DVD in 2x speed, for some reason it was funny as hell, and we both started laughing hysterically. I looked over at her laughing and wanted nothing more than to lean over and kiss her, but I knew that if I did and it didn’t go the way I wanted, that would hurt the connection that she and I had, and if it went how I wanted, then I would hurt my friend, so I just sucked it up and watched speed porn with the woman I was madly in love with.

A few months pass, and she and my friend don’t work out, but before I could make my move, she had started seeing someone I knew and hated, and that was basically the end of her and me. We talked very briefly here and there for a few years, but the connection had faded, and I was back to my lonely, miserable self. I had filled the void with a variety of women, but I never felt for them the way I felt for her. The last time we spoke, she had gotten pregnant and had the kid with the person I hated, but they wound up breaking up, and she had found someone else that treated her great. I congratulated her, and that was it. We had lost contact.



Around ten years later, I was chilling at my home in California (I was born and raised in California but spent time off and on in Texas) texting with my friend, and the subject of Haley came up, and I told him that the entire time I’ve known her, even while she was with him, I was in love with her, and he took it in stride because he knew I’d never do anything to hurt him in any way.