Changes
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Changes.
I arrived home tired, irritable and need of a drink. Parking the car in
the drive next to Olivia's, my feet crunched up the gravel drive, to the
front door.
The journey home had been its normal horrendous stop start on the M25. I
had been doing it for seven years now and things hadn't improved despite
the road widening schemes.
Working eight plus hours in the office for a company that cared little
for me or my co-workers, left me jaded at the end of each day and the
journey just added to the fun that was now my life.
All I wanted now was a hug and a kiss from my wife as I opened the front
door; a cheery smile and then I would go upstairs to change into a dress
or something at least a lot more feminine than the shapeless men's suit
I was wearing at the moment.
Olivia used to love my dressing; we had great times in and out of bed
and we had a network of friends that shared our type of lifestyle. All
that gradually ended about a year ago now. Olivia started to go cold on
me and stopped going to events; finally withdrawing into herself. We
hadn't had sex in ten months now and we were gradually drifting apart; I
didn't know what to do about it. I loved my wife and I would do almost
anything to turn our lives around I tried to discuss things with her,
but she refused to talk about it - only saying that living with me was
like having a lesbian relationship and she had to think things through.
I even said that I would stop dressing, but she gave me a pitying smile,
knowing as I do that it wouldn't work.
As I walked up to the front door, I fished the keys out of my pocket.
Coming home early meant that neither of us would be tired. She worked at
the local library and was normally home by 4.30 at the latest. Perhaps
for once, we could talk over our problems without being too knackered to
have a meaningful conversation.
The reason I had finished a bit early today was that I had some work to
do at home prior to a meeting, early tomorrow at a London hotel. Our
company liked meetings and I spent large amounts of my time attending
them. Nothing was ever done or decided at these meeting. Some of my
colleagues loved going to them - business networking it's called. I
found nearly all of them boring and the only thing that seemed to happen
was the exchange of a large number of business cards with people who
wanted to sell themselves and didn't really listen to what you were
saying.
I opened the door and said, "Hello?"
It was quiet; maybe she was upstairs somewhere.
I went up the carpeted stairs and had a look in the bathroom, all was
quiet. I was just about to shout hello again, when I heard some giggling
from the spare bedroom.
Going over to the door quietly with a smile on my face, thinking that I
might surprise Olivia, I opened it...
The smile wiped off my face as I saw her naked on the bed with a man
astride her. They didn't realise I was there - being in the throes of
energetic and noisy sex. The man was about my age - 30, and was slim
with blond hair. I could have gone over to them, confronted them and
made a hell of a row, but I didn't. I looked at them for a few moments
feeling numb and confused and then quietly closed the door.
Going to our bedroom, I got down two suitcases, I packed a large
selection of clothes, shoes and other necessities and then, picking up
some personal stuff from the safe, I left the room, passing the spare
bedroom as I heard some more giggles and moans, they were obvious to the
world and to my presence. I tried not to picture my wife in bed with
someone else, just wondering how long she had been cheating on me. Going
downstairs, I picked up my wallet, phone and keys from the kitchen table
and went out; closing the door behind me for what I knew would be the
last time.
Driving off, I looked at the house in the rear view mirror. I had tears
in my eyes, I loved her but she no longer loved me. It wasn't fair and
life as far as I was concerned stank.
Not knowing where to go, I just drove. After about an hour, I found
myself on a dual carriageway coming up to a roundabout, I saw a Little
Chef restaurant and pulled in.
I sat a table and waited for a coffee and toasted tea cake, I wasn't
hungry but hoped that putting something in my stomach might make the
sick feeling I had, go away.
My phone rang. Picking it up, I saw that it was Olivia.
"Hello?"
"Tom, where are you?"
"On my way to a meeting, I'm going to be away for a few days."
"You didn't tell me."
And you didn't tell me you were shagging a man in our house.
"I left a message on the answer machine."
"You know that's playing up. When will you be home?"
"Not sure yet as it's a big deal and I'm needed to smooth things over."
"Oh...when will you let me know?"
"Know what?"
"When you are coming home?"
Does it matter, you have a man now, why don't you go and make love to
him again!
"I'm not sure; I'll let you know as soon as I do."
"It's funny, I thought I heard your car in the drive but when I got to
the window, nothing was there."
"Look, I have to go now; I'll contact you when I can."
"Tom, are you all right, you sound a bit funny."
Not half as funny as you did as he screwed you!
"I...I'm fine, just tired. I have to go now, bye."
"Okay, drive safely, Bye."
As if you care!
I switched the phone off, not wanting to have any more calls and ate my
tea cake. After finishing that and my drink, I paid my bill and was soon
back in the car.
I sat there for ages, not knowing what to do. My marriage was finished
and I was in a job that I hated. Still in shock, numb at the events of
the last few hours, I was probably not in the best frame of mind to make
any sort of decision about my life - but I did, anyway.
I was a bit old fashioned and didn't have a satnav, just a good old map
book. I opened the map up to the page that showed the whole of the UK,
shut my eyes and jabbed my finger down on the page. Opening my eyes I
smiled a bit as my finger had landed in the middle of the North Sea.
Trying again, I looked where my finger had landed and smiled, South
Devon, near the Cornish border, Penmarris Cove. It looked like a small
fishing village - that would be where I would try to rebuild my life.
"That will do," I said starting the car and following the signposts that
said West Country.
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