Friend to Stranger

You try your best to halt this sudden flood of memories as the priest recites the Christmas mass. There was Bob with his wife Angelina, three rows in front of you. You hadn't seen him since that morning two years ago, the awkwardness between the two of you too strong to ever meet up again, but now you had spent the first hour of the service remembering that month of sex!

Cursing at the boner you've grown, you mutter a silent prayer to Jesus, hoping he forgives you this transgression in church. You would, of course, make sure to confess to the priest, but not today. It is Christmas, after all.

The you from two years ago - the you who had woken up in the same bed with Bob - might have laughed at your newfound piety, but you were completely serious now. In your drive for normalcy, you had married the first girl who would say yes - a chubby blonde, Elizabeth, who was completely enamored with faith.

The sex had been awful those first six months of marriage, but until she confronted you about it you had always assumed that it had something to do with her devotion. Once she did, however, you knew straight away what the problem was. Tearfully, you confessed everything to her. It even brings a tear to you right now as you remember the horror you had felt at the fear that your love would leave her despicable perverted husband.

But not Elizabeth, God Bless her soul. No, instead she had comforted you. We're all sinners, she had said, but with devotion and God's love, we can defeat all. You love her more than anything after the way she accepted you. And you know what? She was actually right! Sunday by Sunday, you had grown closer with Him, and not just Him! You tried stronger to please Elizabeth, and it worked - especially in the bedroom. You really had gotten rid of all your demented fantasies. That is, until today.

But they'll be gone with time, right? You'll just give it another year. For now you'll turn your attention to the party you're hosting on the most important day of the year.

Contributing author's note: I'd like to thank everyone for reading my xpack. I know it's a bit rough, but I knew that for my first attempt at writing it had to be this story that I would expand upon. This story, which had so accurately revived my unfulfilled real life fantasies.

I'd like to thank boywearspanties for doing so, knight26 for approving my work, and most of all everyone who viewed and liked the chapters as I dropped them. If it weren't for you, I'd have given up halfway.

I'd also like to shout out Fenoxo's excellent chyoa game 'Corruption of Champions', which not only helped me explore my sexuality, but also was a huge influence on my work. (Especially the character Kelt).

I hope this message doesn't make me sound like some sort of jerk-off, but this story was really important to me, so I felt like I had to leave something at the end.