I got up from the computer with a smile on my face. If I was right,within the next twenty-four hours my husband would read what I had just typed and if I knew him - and believe me I did - he would be smiling and rubbing his cock. Hell - he might even take it out and stroke it. Revenge could sometimes be so sweet! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It all started the day I overheard two women gossiping at the beautyparlor. My favorite stylist had quit working at my regular salon and had gone to work at another place and I had followed her so I’d only been coming to the place for three weeks so I didn’t know them and they had no idea who I was. “Have you heard about Sophie?” “Lord, what has that girl been up to now?” “She’s playing around with married men again.” “Oh my. You would think that she would have learned by now. What’sthis one, her third?” “Fourth that I know of.” “There was George Wilson and Bill Hallman that I knew about. Who wasthe third?” “Dave Misner.” “Oh no. I thought Dave and Cheri were the perfect couple. No way Iwould have ever thought Dave would run around on Cheri.” “The story I got is that Cheri was having an affair with her fitnessinstructor and Dave found out. He took up with Sophie to rub Cheri’s nose in it.” “What happened? I saw Dave and Cheri at church last Sunday.” “I guess they decided that they were even and that they still loved eachother and they are trying to put things back together. I think Sophie thought Dave was going to leave Cheri for her.” “That’s what she thought about George Wilson and Bill Hillman. Youwould think by now that the girl would have a clue. Who is the latest one?” “I don’t know his name, but he is the tall, dark haired man who runs thefeed store.” That got my attention! My husband Steve was tall, dark haired and heran a feed store. In fact, it was the only feed store in town. Until hearing those two gossiping I had never, not in ten years of marriage, ever considered that my husband was anything other than one hundred percent faithful. The two women changed the subject and moved on to something else and Isat there and tried to think of something - anything at all - that I could look at and say that it was a sign of cheating and I couldn’t. Steve could not possibly have been cheating on me. Unfounded rumors and gossip is all that it was. On the way home from the beauty parlor I tried to think of when Stevecould cheat on me - if he was - and I was pretty sure that I could account for all of his time. There were only three times during the week that he wasn’t with me and I knew where he was at those times. He bowled in a men’s house league on Mondays and Thursdays and he had a lodge meeting on Wednesdays. I was not home alone on those nights. Monday I taught a class in pottery making at the community college and Thursday nights were my bridge club nights. Wednesday was my quiet time. No, I could account for all of Steve’s time so he couldn’t be running around on me. But still?… Read the rest of The Writer
Author: Just Plain Bob
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