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In the cold light of day, I wondered if I might have been too hasty in moving Connie back in so soon after our fuck session at the party the previous night.
Even though we had been divorced 16 months, the pain of her betrayal was still fresh. Her reasons, or should that be excuses, hadn’t changed. I was still working long hours and still had to travel on a regular basis. How could I be sure that she wouldn’t get “lonely” again and make another “poor choice.”
The fact was I couldn’t. If I was to get back together with Connie for anything more than a live-in FWB relationship, I would have to, somehow, learn to trust her again, and I just wasn’t sure that was likely or even, realistically, possible.
We fucked liked bunnies at every opportunity, and I have to say that the sex was at least as good as I remembered. I don’t know if it was my 16-month long period of abstinence that made it seem so hot or what, but it was definitely H-O-T!
We still got together with Tom and Mary on a regular basis, but I never regained the closeness, the “got your back” feeling that we had before. I know they felt that they were doing the right thing and that it was for my own good, but I still felt that as my friends, they should have respected my wishes. It was bad enough that they remained friends with Connie after she cheated on me, but they actually conspired with her to get us back together. I supposed our ultimate relationship would depend on how Connie and I ended up.
It wasn’t long after we got Connie moved back in with me, that the wedding planning began! Yes, even though I had given no indication that I was ready to take the next step and propose re-marriage to Connie, it seemed like every time we got together, and I’m sure that whenever Mary and Connie got together, the wedding talk would start. Whether it was the best time of year to get married, reception locations and menus, or where we should go on our honeymoon, they would get their heads together and nothing I could say could discourage them. While this irritated me, reminding me of how my wishes regarding Connie were ignored, ultimately, I decided to let them have their fun. Nothing was going to happen unless I was ready, and I was far from ready!
Life went on in this way for several months, Connie living with me almost like man and wife, except, of course, for the paperwork and ceremony.
I certainly enjoyed the sex! Connie was a sex machine. One night, I said, “Are you trying to fuck me to the altar?”
“If that’s what it takes,” she said.
“Connie, you have to realize that’s not the answer,” I said, “We never had a problem in the bedroom. The problem was with my job, and that hasn’t changed; if anything it’s gotten a little worse as I’ve thrown myself even more into my work.”
“I understand, Henry,” Connie said, “and I’ve learned my lesson. I know what I have to lose!”
“You didn’t before?” I asked. “You actually thought you could fuck Mark and everything would be hunky-dory?”
“I already told you! I wasn’t thinking, at least at first,” she cried. “If I was thinking, I never would have done it! It was only after I did it the first time that I thought about it, and look where that got me.”
“Now we come to the heart of the matter,” I said, “The reason you were able to do it, and thought that you could continue, was because I trusted you. To paraphrase Rhett Butler, ‘Frankly my dear, I don’t trust you’.” Then I rolled over, turning my back to Connie, and fell asleep to her soft sobs.
The end came, not with a bang but a whimper, and reads like such a cliché that I’m almost embarrassed to write it down.
I had an out-of-town business trip that ended early, and although I told myself I simply wanted to surprise Connie, I’m sure that deep down in my subconscious I thought that I would test whether or not I could trust Connie.
As I approached our house, I saw Tom and Mary’s car and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Mary was probably over helping Connie out. When I came in the front door, I was just about to call out when I noticed the clothes strewn around the living room, including men’s clothes. Pulling myself together, I could hear the unmistakable sounds coming from the bedroom. I pulled out my smartphone, set it to video and quietly approached the bedroom door. I had two pieces of luck: They had left the bedroom door open and they were doing it doggie style facing parallel to the doorway, so I had a good shot of both of their faces.
You can probably guess that the man laying the pipe to my “desperate to get me back” ex-wife, Connie was my great best, soon to be ex-friend, Tom. Once I felt that I had enough video, I coughed to get their attention; the look of shocked surprise was priceless! Of course, they started spouting the usual: “It’s not what it looks like,” “I/we can explain,” “Please don’t tell Mary!”
I could only laugh, and told Connie that I would expect all of her belongings out of my place by the end of the day. I quickly gathered up their wallets, car keys and phones, got in my car and headed over to Tom and Mary’s house.
I arrived at their house and rang their bell. “Henry,” Mary said, “what are you doing here? Connie said you were out of town.”
“I was,” I said, “but we wrapped up a little early and I thought I would surprise Connie.”
“I’m sure she’ll be surprised, all right,” she said, “But why are you here instead of at your place? Tom’s over there now, helping Connie out.”
“Oh, I’m sure he’s helping her out, all right,” I said with a smirk. “I think you’d better sit down.”
“Henry,” Mary said, nervously, “you’re scaring me. What the fuck is going on?”
“Mary, remember a few months ago, I didn’t want to go to that party; but you and Tom knew better, that I needed to get out and socialize more?
“Yes, Henry, I remember, but what does that have to do with why you here and not home with Connie?
“Relax, Mary,” I said, “I’m getting there. Do you also remember how it was all a ploy; that despite my protestations, you guys knew better, that you conspired with Connie to throw us back together?”
“Of course, Henry!” she exclaimed, “and you have to agree that we were right! You and Connie have never been happier, even back when you were married!”
“I’m sure it must have seemed that way. I was even beginning to believe it myself, but then, how do you explain this?” I said, as I began playing the video for her.
At first, you could’ve heard a pin drop as the video started, but soon you could practically see the steam coming out of her ears!
“That bastard!” she said, “‘Connie needs my help with the lawn mower;’ ‘Connie’s car won’t start;’ and that slut! After all I did for her, helping her get you back! I never dreamed she would betray either one of us, let alone both of us! What are you going to do now, Henry?”
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