Life after university calls for plenty of re-adjustments for couples. Love had blossomed between John and Jane at the start, but then foundered a few years later. It's a typical story for many graduates. Why?
Another university romance hits the rocks of the real world. Although a relationship involving a young millionaire makes the circumstances extraordinary and unique, there is one dimension that millions of people can relate to.The reality check that awaits graduates as they leave the cloistered surroundings of university can as easily apply to the love life as the career.Relationships that appeared rock-solid for one, two or even three years undergo a stern examination when the lecture hall is replaced by the workplace.
Many, but a people believe the odds are stacked against such romances surviving.
It's the last bit of growing up and some people manage to do that in a relationship but it's difficult. In most cases it's much too soon because if you're not careful you start to define yourself in reaction to the other person rather than just defining yourself. The crisis point is that University provides a cocooned existence which acts as a safety net.
It's like a shipboard romance, isolated from the real world and its additional stresses, so when people emerge they begin to meet new people and go separate ways. The world changes around them and that might well be what has happened in this instance. Happier times... but were the odds stacked against them? People may feel if they get hitched irrevocably at the end of university they are going to miss out on testing a lot of new waters and fresh fields, which can prompt a point of crisis or re-evaluation. There are points in favour of a university romance lasting. Relationships which are built on common ground, including intellectual similarities, have a better chance of lasting than those that cross all kinds of divides. From time immemorial, women are seen as more attractive at a younger age than men, and males with a strong social standing often pick a more youthful female partner.
It's good they both have a university background but it might be that John's eventual partner is going through university now, five years later. The wanderlust in males takes a bit more cooling to settle than it does for females who are looking for bonds and love from an earlier age.
John suggested to his lover, and requested for her to become a house wife. However, practicing law was her cup of tea, and a dream she had held on for so long a time. Jane turned down the offer; she also had traits of being restless, and the corporate world had awakened her curious mind. One morning, John had a bouquet delivered to Jane at work. Alongside it, he attached a note, which read, " I miss the texture of your clit rubbing against my tongue." With this, he had instilled a thought in her mind, and given her a purpose for the day. She tried destructing herself with working on cases, but a dark thought lingered at the back of her mind. She only thought of getting back to her lover. Her imagination was growing wilder by the minute. In her mind, she had been thrown into a sex pit. She wanted to try something new; a thought about sitting on his mouth struck her. She could feel the intensity of the sexual sensations running through her body, as a causation of his tongue licking across her clitoris at such a fast pace. She was shaken back to reason by her neighboring coworker who asked her," Is everything okay?". One couldn't fail but notice her wriggle in her office chair. If it wasn't for the fear of public opinion, she would have masturbated at that instance. Her coworker was named Tom. He was also a fresh law practitioner, and he had recently graduated from Osborn University the previous fall. Tom had an intriguing aura about him. He aroused mystery and curiosity from all his female observers; it was impossible not to notice his presence. John followed up with a message at her lunch break which read, " I can smell your vagina from here." This sent a shiver down her spine, and she licked her lips in response. She responded, " I can't stop thinking about tonight. I am so turned on right now." Normally, Jane left for home from work at exactly six in the evening, however, for this one time she left unusually earlier by one hour. Her curiosity had got the best of her; she went shopping for the finest lingerie. And she knew what exactly captivated John's sexual mind. From the lingerie section in the store, she was caught between choices of buying bra-and-panty sets, or bustiers. On their previous sexcapade, she'd worn teddy. John had gaped at her in lust and wonder; he had erected the moment she stepped out of the bathroom, and Jane had noticed each and every reaction as her attire did it's magic. This time, she wanted to try something new: she bought a red bra-and-panty transparent set. She had mastered the art of seduction with John being the specimen over the years. She knew the effect of red upon a man's sight was perpendicular to his genitals.
Her intentions were nothing but sexually bad that night. She left the Victoria Secret store content with her choice and in a rush. She reached home at about haft past six in the evening. Alas her long awaited moment of sexual gratification was only a stones throw away by time. By thought, she wanted to strip as soon as she entered the house, jump on John, and thump herself upon his penis until she was satisfied. Something was special about tonight. Not wanting to ruin the moment, she calmed herself down and opened the door. "I wonder what world we'd have without self control," she thought to herself, and smiled at her latter insolence.
The sight upon letting herself in was breathtaking; blue petals allover the place leading to a mysterious direction, blue candles about the floor and holders, and no sight of John.