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... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ My Man McElroy (McElroy's Test (5)
... There I lay in his embrace. My face to his meaty chest. I was in Chris's arms. This wonderful and gentle man that had come to my rescue from the assaults of his employee. And I was actually happy. So happy that I didn't even think of the giant obstacle that would come and blow a hole in my immediate happiness. He was a married man. And even though he and his wife were there on the verge of divorce, they were still married. And he had a daughter he adored. So I was blind to what was to come and crush that glorious happiness that I had finally found with him. And it was his fucking wife. That whore. This woman didn't care about him. She married him because he was hot and obviously great in bed. And they even had a baby together. But ince she wasn't getting everything she wanted she was ready to just get rid of him.
"Its either this job or me" she had declared to Chris
And after much back and forth, he gave into her. And moved for her. But i figured it wasn't really her. For I felt he had lost his love for her as well. It was for his daughter he loved more than anything. So when I went to his office one day and found him not there, I was surprised. But then as I found out a bit later that day from one of his other employees what had happened. I swear the employee could probably see that my face dropped. I couldn't believe he had left. But then i saw an email from him that I hadn't noticed that day. It was a detailed one stating that why he had to leave. That he cred about me, but...
"I have to be with my daughter" it read "She is my greatest joy" "I am soo sorry"
I sat there at my desk and cried. He said he cared about me. But I took it not enough to want to make something with me. Something I had quickly conceived in my head as a possible joyous relationship. He obviously didn't care enough about me for that. I understood his live for his daughter. But there was little consideration for me. I slammed my fist down in angry and sadness. Not believing i let myself fall for him. This 'straight man' that said he had feelings for me.
"All bullshit!" I huffed
I shut down and deleted the email. Then I just sat there for a bit. Eyes flooding up with my sorrow. That was until someone came over to ask me a question. I quickly sniffled up some snot and wiped my face and eyes
"You okay" the girl asked "Yeah. Okay. Sorry" I blurted back "Just heard some bad news about a, um friend" "How can I help you?"
I went back to work and then headed home at my usual time. Went home and drank a bit. I went to bed early and just cried some more.
"Stupid. Soo stupid" I said to myself "Love sick stupid fool"
I figured that he got what he wanted from 'the gay guy' and moved on. So I was shocked when a few days later I received an email from him at work. And it was from his work email. So had he not left the company? I was so confused. I looked at his email and instantly got sad. I hadn't even read it yet. But it started with "Hi buddy. Seeing how you are doing.."
"Buddy" I huffed angrily "So I am just buddy" "Fucking ass hole!"
I quickly deleted the email and tried to get back to work. I wasn't interested in anything he had to say. And I kept saying the word 'buddy' to myself. Upset that I wasn't much more to him He had sent me another email the next day. And again i deleted it. Then i didn't hear from him for a bit. So I figured he got the message I didn't want to talk to him. I spent the next few months getting over him. And it was very very hard. But I slowly got over him. That was until he came back. Chris came over to do some work back here in our office for a week. I didn't even know he was here until he stepped over to my desk. I was working on some items at my desk in my cubicle. Then I heard a tap at the entry of it. I turned and looked to see him standing there. My Chris. My heart sank immediately. Why was he here? He had left and left me to a broken heart.
"Ohh. Umm hi" I said just to acknowledge him "Hey there" he said back
Chris stood there and tried to give me a soft smile. His gorgeous face as stunning as ever. But again i thought ro myself 'why was he here?'
"I thought you left for good?" I stated "I still work for them" he said back "Just from my old city"
I turned slightly. My face down and away from him. I just could look at his face for it was bringing back those old feelings again. Feelings I didn't want to feel. So I asked him again why he was there. Especially why he was here with me at my desk. I wanted him to leave, but also didn't want him to. I missed his face, I missed his smile, his eyes. And most of all I missed his touch.
"I missed you" he finally said "I know I left you here when you thought I cared" "And I do. I really do" "But my daughter" "Please.." I said stopping him.
He didn't have to explain it. I had gotten over that. I understood how important his daughter was to him. And that I could never imagine him leaving her for me. But to give in to his wife. Someone he supposedly no longer had feelings for. That was hard to swallow.
"No need to explain Chris" I then said "I get it" "You don't care 'that' much for me" "I'm your 'buddy' right?"
He looked at me and knew what I was getting at. Then he looked about and then came in and sat on the chair next to my desk. He pulled it close to me and reached for my hands. I wanted to pull away, but gave in to his touch that I oh soo missed. Then he held my hands in his. His eyes looked up at mine and he tried to tell me that he did care. More than I believed he did.
"I am sorry" he then said "I do care deeply for you" "And maybe with a bit if time..."
I knew what he was going to say. I knew he was going to ask me to wait for his commitment to me. But I could not do that to myself. I could not let this man tear up my heart any more than he already did. And it was not that I would not wait for him. I just wanted nothing to do with anyone anymore. My heart was not good at taking these pains any longer. I felt being aline was my destiny. And once I was able to make him think that I was good. That I would be okay, and would possibly consider what he wanted, I said i had to get back to work. So he pulled my hands to his face and kissed them for a moment. His eyes closing as his lips pressed to my knuckles.
"We will talk soon" he then said
I just half nodded back at him. Then when he left and was gone from sight I decided to head to my bosses office. I decided I needed to resign. I could not stay here knowing he could show up at any time and recrush my heart. I had been talking to an old friend of mine for a few weeks now. Telling her my woes in love. And several times ahe suggested I make a change and move.
"Come down here" she had said "We can reconnect" "And you can maje a fresh start."
So I finally took up my friend on her offer. Quitting my job and moving away from there. To Georgia where my friend Lisa lived. I tried to ignore Chris's calls as he tried to find out what happened to me, why I had quit. I finally answered after his upteenth message. I answered to his sweet manly voice. But just told him the truth.
"I can't ne here anymore" I said "I need to get away and restart" "But why?" He asked "Is it me?"
I said many things. It was him. But I also said that I worried that Dave would one day come after me. That ine day he would come to my place and kill me to get even with me. And I didn't want to live in fear. That part he took and understood. But he saud he did not want to lose touch. So he asked me for my new address. I hesitated, but then gave in and gave him my new address. Hoping upon hopes he would never look me up. Then I said my goodbyes to him and hung up. Saying i had to finish packing. I was done and in Georgia in another week. Greeted by my old friend Lisa. Much of my things went into storage as I said I would only be at her place until I got settled. She hugged me and then we had some heavy drinks that first night. I went to bed pondering whether or not to call Chris. How I so wanted to hear his voice again. But I didn't. I kept from calling him for a long time.... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ To be continued