I'm a bitch...that's the only way to describe me. It's all catching up with me. It was bound to sometime. This last one was one I didn't count on. Wives! They don't want their husbands, but they sure as hell don't want anyone else to have them, much less want their happiness.
Not saying I'd make them happy. Well, maybe for a little while... I know how to make another woman's spouse feel like a man again. The lessons I could teach. It gets me so aroused when...when my victim's eyes get that look and I know they're trapped. When I know they want to devour me with their hands and mouths and imagine me fulfilling all their fantasies...I've even been called that, the fantasy girl.
There's another one out there. He's watching me. I know his car will drive by my house in the evenings, him hoping to get a glimpse of me or checking to see if someone else's car is parked in my driveway. I'm sure he knows which room is my office from he glowing light of my computer. He'll just happen to walk past my shop, sometime during the day, thinking I don't see, but hoping that I will.
He can't call me. I blocked his number. He'll follow me and show up at places that I frequent...they always do. He'll find a way to become acquainted with other people I know. Mark my words. It will happen.
But they're all coming after me, too. The past. The women I've caused so much pain by playing my little game. The men and their hatred for me because I wouldn't let myself be a possession. That's what they want, you know. That's what being a wife is all about. Once you say I do they don't.
One of those poor married women wants me dead. The stalker wants to own me, the others want to punish me. Me? I want the stranger. I saw him walk in the restaurant. He didn't notice me and I was a tad disappointed. I'm not used to that. Then I felt him and my head barely turned and I was caught in the depths of his eyes.
He didn't look away like most men do when I catch them peaking. I don't know how long we held the each other's gaze but I was sure I knew him and we would somehow be together, that this was the one thing in my life I'd been waiting for. Then I grinned, a sly knowing grin, and he returned it, his eyes crinkling at the corners and that's when it happened...that's when there was a shift in the universe.
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A Shift in the Universe
General FictionThe earth is somehow off kilter. Past, present and future blend and overlap. Strange people come into and out of my life. An old love shows up with a girlfriend, another with his wife. The look of fear and hate in those women's eyes when they gaze i...
