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Click hereAs soon as she was dressed I heard her go down the stairs. The boys must have been really bushed after the day out yesterday as there was no other movement.
I put on my working clothes and followed Erica to find her in the kitchen.
She was busy setting out cereal and making coffee, but seemed to have difficulty looking at me.
I was just about to try and get to the bottom of what was going on when the calm before the storm was broken by the collective arrival of the kids.
"What are we doing today Dad? Are we going anywhere?"
I told them that I needed their help cleaning the cars.
As I ate my breakfast talking to the boys, Erica and Bridget went out onto the deck to drink their coffee. I could see them talking intensely. I really wanted to know what was going on. They were not arguing but I could see that they were a bit emotional.
The boys always enjoyed cleaning the cars, making a competition of whose car was best after they had finished. I always had them do the interiors as they were better at crawling into the small spaces. They asked Bridget if they could do the Beemer. When they started to argue about who got to do it she came out from the garden where she was talking to Erica and said that they had to share it. As she turned to go back to Erica I caught her arm gently.
"Bridget, what is going on?" I asked.
"Jim, nothing bad, but things just got way more complicated, you will just have to wait until Erica and I have talked things through for a while." She said.
I looked into her eyes and realised that they betrayed the fact that she no longer felt so self-assured. She turned and went back to the deck. As she walked away I watched her. I knew that my feelings for her and my attraction was getting way too strong. After all, if the plan worked then she would be out of my life at the end of the following week.
At lunch time the boys and I went back into the house to find the girls had laid the table and were working together in the kitchen making some pasta and tuna bake. Their body language was totally different to anything I had seen between them before. I could not put my finger on what I was seeing. It was a mix between sister and sister, mother and daughter and lovers.
I was really worried now, had I made a complete idiot of myself here? Had I let a predatory lesbian take my wife from me? What the hell was I to do now?
I sat opposite Erica as we ate lunch. The boys were chatting at Bridget, who seemed distracted. I looked into Erica's eyes but could not read anything, they seemed neutral, but she would not hold my look. For the first time in our marriage I couldn't read what she was thinking.
She looked across at Bridget as she said 'Bridget, how would you like to take the kids to the cinema this afternoon? Jim and I have to talk.'
The boys went ballistic as Bridget agreed. A long discussion about what they were going to see started. Eventually, decision made, the three of them piled into the car and set off to the multiplex.
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Erica
As the noise of the boys and Bridget leaving receded I started to clear the table as Jim sat there looking at me. I could see he was really worried, my heart went out to him, but he was as responsible for the mess we had created as I was. I let him stew as I finished clearing the table. He came and helped me finish up in the kitchen.
"Jim, go and sit out on the deck, I'll bring out the coffee."
I composed my thoughts as I went about putting the cafétière on the tray along with cups, the ritual helped me to calm down enough to tell my poor husband what was going on. I did not know how he was going to take the news.
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Thank you for taking the time to read this far. I hope you enjoyed reading it enough to vote. Erica, and Bridget have decided what they are going to do. At the moment I am not sure what that is but I am sure they are going to let me know very soon. One of them normally wakes me up at around 5 in the morning pestering me to get up and write it down. Jim and I can't wait to find out. As soon as they tell me I will let you know!
Artykay63©2013
- COMMENTS
johsunover 3 years agoLol, I read the earlier "Torn: Can it be repaired", then went back to the author's page and found Torn Repairing the damage Ch02, and read that, thinking it was only a two part story - Doh! Even made a comment about not having the complete story of the two women. Newbie mistake LOL.
Good story.
26thNCover 5 years agoA lot of words with no clear direction. Don't know if I could be in that marriage at all.
Anonymousover 6 years agoI'll start by disagreeing with previous comment. I think the person who deserves a slap is the one who should get a slap. This is the era of women's lib and women wanting to be treated equal. So why does woman get a pass on equally deserved treatment just because she is a woman? I don't know if I'm following my own idea because I do not remember ever hitting a woman (or a man).
I gave it 5 stars just because the idea of dealing with a lesbo wife (aside from the obvious expedient of just summarily divorcing her) and trying to regain something is so intriguing to me. It's so well written and holds my attention with what is happening and wondering where it is going. They all (but especially Red) are doing things that do not seem real-life to me, but that is part of why it's intriguing.
Got my attention.
Paul in Oklahoma
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoOne star for husband slapping wife! Never excusable, and not even undrstandable as this was not the night he received the shock of his life the hight he ewad the letter. There a slap, while still not excusable, would have been somewhat undrrstandable. At this point, his in the midst of his devilish plot, so absolutelyhorrible for him to do?
Can't give negative 10 stars.
Ambivalenceover 8 years agoJust specifically, no way in hell he was as responsible for the mess they were in as her...
That's like blaming the demo having to be performed on a house on the owner rather than on the tornado which necessitated it...
SHE created this mess with no consideration for anything but her own selfish desires and he's just trying to salvage something from the damage she's caused...
Her "letting him stew" is just another example of her self-centeredness...he'd likely be better without her...
Anonymousabout 9 years agoCongrats. An interesting premise. Four out of five. I will be interested to see where this goes. As a constructive criticism at times it seems a little choppy. Things seem to happen too quickly. A man turns up you haven't seen from university. He spills his guts to you. You spill your guts to him. Then you move into his house? It is a big stretch. But I want to see where this goes.
Vulcan_in_Ohioover 10 years agoThe summary stated "Final part of Jim and Erica's story," yet this part leaves the reader hanging. The first 3 pages were a repeat of part one -- was this meant as a do-over with a fourth page? Based on the last paragraph, there will be another part. Obviously there are a number of possibilities. Bridget and Erica hook up, and exclude Jim (so Bridget changes her mind, get over it, women do it all the time). Or, it will become an FMF relationship (the fantasy of fantasies for many guys, until one or both ladies become jealous, and what will the kids think?). Or maybe Bridget just will repair the broken family as promised (doubtful, based on the hint where Erica indicates Jim won't like what he is about to hear). In any case, I hope the author doesn't take too long to "finish the damn story!"
Anonymousover 10 years agoTotal fucking SHIT. Out the door with the muff diving skanks. Take your boys and get out of town and take all your money and stop paying on the house. Let the two bitchs rot in hell.
Anonymousover 10 years agoWhy the fuck did you submit the first version with an extra page added? There was NO need to! 1*
