Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 84002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
He’d begged and pleaded with his wife to end the affair. He’d even threatened to go upside her head but nothing worked. He still to this day don’t know what happened, but he can trace it all back to him losing his job a the AD agency and her having to strip at the club in the next town over.
He wasn’t sure if it was because she had to work at all, or if it was the place she worked at, but something had gone very wrong inside his wife’s head and she hasn’t been the same since. They argue all the time now when they never really used to before. Before all this she was the same sweet tempered little angel he’d married.
Dinner would be on the table when he came home in the evenings, and his wife would be smiling and fawning all over him the way she did when they were high school sweethearts. She never said a cross word to him in the six years they’d been married straight out of high school.
He’d gone off to community college and worked nights while she stayed home. He’d been so afraid of her going off to college and meeting someone new that he’d promised her she’d never have to work once she married him.
For six years he’d been able to keep that promise but everything went to hell once he lost his well paying job. He didn’t even have anything saved up when they dropped the hammer on him without notice, and what little they had hadn’t outlasted the job hunt he’d gone on right after.
He knew Mel was upset about him losing the job, but it wasn’t his fault. Things were slow in the industry and firms were letting off people by the hundreds, but no matter how he tried to explain she just wasn’t satisfied.
Things only got worst when she had to go look for a job and the only one worth having was at the strip club. He was against it at first; no way did he want his beautiful wife taking off her clothes in front of strange men, but she’d talked him around.
She’d told him how good the money was and that no one touched the girls, it was just dancing, something he knew she was good at since all she did all day while he was at work was watch YouTube videos and practice what she saw them doing there.
He’d gone the first few nights just to make sure, and though she’d been right, he couldn’t stomach it, the men leering, hooting and hollering. He never went back there again. But it didn’t end there did it?
She hadn’t been working in that horrible place two weeks before she started to change, act different. She was no longer his sweet loving wife. She no longer listened to him, didn’t look up to him like he’d hung the moon. He knew it was because he was no longer making enough money to support them, and she seemed to have lost all respect for him.
Then the affair started right here in town and right under his nose. In the beginning it seemed like she’d tried to keep things hidden, but once word got out and he’d confronted her, things only changed for the worse.
Now she didn’t care who knew, or how it made him feel. He was going to put an end to this right now though, one way or another. He was tired of looking like a fool in front of the whole town. Tired of people talking about him behind their hands.
He pulled the door to the little clapboard house they rented with force until it slammed back against the side of the house. She was nowhere in sight as he walked through until he came to the bedroom.
It was obvious from the smell of the room that she’d had sex with someone. He pulled his belt from the loops of his work pants and walked over to her, standing over the bed looking down. He could see the wet stain between her thighs; smell her heated scent.
He brought the belt down on her ass and that’s how Melissa woke up from her much needed nap. “Ouch, you bastard.” She flew up in a rage, rolling over onto her back. “What did you do that for?” She fumed at him madder than a wet rooster.
“You had that Bobby Stevens in here again.”
“And so what?” She smiled at him as she spread her legs. “You want some? He left two big loads today.” She pushed the crotch of her panties aside to show him, her juices already starting to flow.
Gil’s nostrils flared as her scent hit him in the gut. His mouth literally watered and his cock sprung to its full length in his work pants. He’d told himself the last time that that was the last time, but every time… He’s sick, he knows it, but he can’t seem to help himself.