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"You weren't meant to see."
"But I should have! It shouldn't have been so easy to hide it from me. I was your wife."
Was. Something inside me falls.
"Well," I smack my lips for moisture, still going for bravado. "I'm very good."
"You're lying in the hallway with red eyes and pressure marks on your face."
"The mark of a true champion."
"Don't," she insists, crouching down to help me up. "Don't deflect. Not anymore."
"Ok."
"All those things I said to you. I thought I was praising you, in my own sick way...acknowledging your kindness and patience. But I was just stabbing you in the back, over and over again."
"The heart."
"Sorry?"
"Nothing."
She lets out a moan. "I fucked him while you were in the house." A shudder. "I bragged about how good it made me feel. I feel sick."
"Are you...I mean did you come here..."
"For you." Her arms wrap around me. "I came for you."
I hang on tightly. "I can't stay here," I say at last.
"I know you can't. I can't either. We will have to move. Start somewhere fresh."
"Ok."
"You'll have to tell me everything. I won't be lied to any more. Not even if you think it helps."
"Ok."
"And we're going to talk about the things you wrote. You need to see a doctor about your depression."
"We'll talk."
"Damn right we will. We both need clarity on some issues."
I don't look forward to that. "Ok. But not right now."
She doesn't respond at first. "Don, do you really want a baby?"
"I said not right now."
She stiffens. "Yes, right now."
Honesty time. "Yes."
She squeezes into my shoulder, sobbing. We don't move right away. It sounds suspiciously like joy.
"Are we going to make it?" she asks later.
I take her hand, finding more strength than I can ever remember having had before. "We already have."
She smiles. I stand up.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous12 months agoWhat utter bulkshit. Sex daily for months, and no pregnancy? This story was a huge waste of time.
Anonymousover 3 years agoYou only have sex around her fertile time, not every day.
She could have helped her hasband with either hand or oral sex.
He could have worn a condom.
Come on...just an excuse for an affair. Irritating story.
Samson
Anonymousover 3 years agoWimpy cuckold.
Comments said it
Other ways
No way any real man lets wife be cheating Slut
jtwheels
Anonymousabout 4 years agoBut they were both thought provoking and this one was gut wrenching. There’s a bit of sunshine blown up our ass at the very end. I won’t bet on their success long term - too many issues. Her guilt, his depression, loss of her baby - yes her baby. Somewhere in the story, we find they’re too religious for medical intervention but not so much when comes to marriage vows. Silly, if not downright stupid.
The only relief I got was the wife had three different names during all of this.
Anonymousabout 4 years agoReading this story is like watching a very long trainwreck. Unable to stop reading, it clearly was well written.
What I don't understand, though, is if these women were too religious to go to a clinic for artificial insimination, how were they able to accept a prolonged relationship of infidelity? Shouldn't it be far more acceptable to have Adam jerk off into a surringe and use that? But then I guess there wouldn't be a story... So good writing, silly plot.
