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Penelope Hardy answered the door buzzer and stared. “Glory!” she said, in a very surprised voice. Surprised because the man standing beside her was not her husband Lee Wyatt.
“Yes, can we come in?” said Glory. The look on the face of Penelope Hardy said no, but her voice said okay.
“Okay,” said Penelope.
The trio settled into seats in the living room and kinda stared at each other. “Pen, I will get right to the point. Lee asked me not to advertise what I am about to tell you, but we broke up months ago. Our divorce was final just last month. He and I have what I guess I can claim to be a friendly situation if not exactly a wonderful one. And yes, he has met Ian here.
“Ian, this is Penelope Hardy, Lee’s first wife and the mother of Lee’s daughter Zoe. Penelope, Ian Longstreet, late of the U.S. Air Force. Pen, Ian and I will be married in just a couple of weeks, and yes, Lee knows about it.
“This visit has a two-fold purpose. One to let you and Grant know about the divorce. And two, to ask if you would like to come to the wedding which I hope you won’t,” she said.
“Huh? What?” said Penelope.
“Your husband gave me back my face. He did so with Lee’s okay. I know it and I know it because Lee let it slip in one of our conversations in the past. Hence, I see him and you and yes Zoey too and Ronald as family. That said. you coming to the wedding would kinda be rubbing Lee’s nose in it. I mean...” she said. “I don’t want to do that, but I never could not invite you; well, for obvious reasons.”
“I see,” said Penelope. “But first off, Ian, it’s nice to meet you—I think.”
“Thank you, nice to meet you too,” said Ian. Penelope nodded her acceptance of his response.
“But, just looking at the two of you, I can see you are in love, and that’s good, very nice. But I also am fully aware how Lee must feel about things, especially, like me, Glory; because you are a mother to one of his daughters. He is likely seriously bitter about that reality.”
“Actually, he’s not,” said Glory.
“He and I have worked out an amicable agreement that he has absolute say so in regards to. In fact, we are getting along quite well. He is, to be totally honest, hurt that I asked him for a divorce. But that said, and so am I that I had to, and he understands the reasons why,” she said.
“Can I ask why? I mean is it only because you met this very handsome gentleman or... ?”
“No, that was an element in the mix. But the main reason and Ian knows this, and believe me we’ve talked about it; was because Lee has never gotten over you and likely never will. A woman, a wife, has to be certain of her husband’s undivided love and attention. Lee has never been able to grant me those two things; and they are not negotiable,” said Glory. Penelope was nodding.
“Well, okay...” started Penelope, but at that moment all eyes turned toward the entrance way to the kitchen.
“Honey,” said Penelope. “Meet Ian Longstreet. Glory’s soon-to-be husband.”
“Huh? What?” said Grant Hardy.
“Yes, Glory and Lee are no more, but they are still getting along okay, I guess,” said Penelope. She looked toward the other female for confirmation.
“Yes, Grant, Lee and I have an understanding and for lack of a better term; we are still friends,” said Glory. Grant nodded and turned his attention to the stranger.
“I’m Grant Hardy,” said Grant, offering his hand to the man sitting across from his wife. They shook.
“Ian Longstreet,” said the visitor.
“So, what happened if I dare ask?” said Grant, looking back toward Glory.
“The short version: Ian and I met casually a long time ago. Lee was, and still is, unable to get by being divorced by your now wife, and it was, well, too much for me. Ian proposed and the timing was right, I guess you might say,” said Glory. Grant was nodding.
“Okay, sorry about your break up with Lee; but congratulations, I suppose—too?” He said.
“Yes, and thank you,” said Glory.
“Glory and Ian came to invite us to their wedding and hope that we won’t come,” said Penelope.
“Because of the obvious conflict that attending would cause per our relationship with Lee,” he said, figuring it out almost immediately.
“Yes,” said Glory.
The conversation and further extrapolation of the breakup with Lee went on for some time. But then came the visitors time to leave.
“Pen, Grant, I owe you guys for well, my operations, my life really. But I need to tell you; Lee misses Zoe. We haven’t talked about her much for a while now; but when we do, it is clear that he is bitter that she doesn’t see her way clear to visit hardly ever,” said Glory. “I mean just a heads up in case there is any chance...”
“Oh, okay, and thanks for that. I will talk to her,” said Penelope. “It’s been a while for us too. Schedules don’t match too well with his, but we could make more of an effort, and we will.”
“Yes,” said Grant. “And he does have a gripe. The man saved my life, and Zoe’s. It was a long time ago now, I guess, but that’s no excuse for neglecting the man. It’s not.”
“Okay, we’ll be going then,” said Glory.
“Nice meeting you,” said Grant, offering his hand once more to the new man in Glory’s life.
“And nice meeting you as well,” said Ian.
“The man can’t buy a break,” said Grant, shaking his head.
“I guess not, and I do wish he would just forget me. Frankly that’s at least part of the reason I’ve neglected him as I have. It’s been kind of unconscious neglect, but real nonetheless. And, I have to say, that I feel so bad for him every time I see him. I mean his legs, he and I, our history...” said Penelope.
“Yes, and I have to say it’s part of the reason I’ve neglected him too, his legs,” said Grant, “that and the fact that our schedules really are at odds with each other.”
“Yes, and that is so true. I mean I have the same schedule as you. I do know what you’re talking about. I guess the good news is that he is busy too. Lance has mentioned that he’s really hunkering down getting the law degree thing done as soon as he can. Him having something else to focus on, apart from his love life, is a very good thing to my mind,” she said.
“My God it is,” he said. “And now, with Glory leaving him after so long a time. I just know he must be going nuts emotionally.”
“Glory did say that they are at a good place, a pretty good place, in dealing with each other and the breakup and everything. Thank God for that small favor,” she said.
“Yes, yes indeed,” he said. His wife nodded.
October 15th 2011: a day that will live in infamy. Well, maybe that’s a little too something. I wasn’t invited to the wedding, but I knew it was going on, and that right at that very moment.
Grant Hardy had fixed her face; I wondered if the Hardys had been invited. It’d be kinda rubbing my nose in it, so I was guessing not, but well, I really didn’t know nor have the balls to ask.
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As we were checking out of the ski resort, the next morning, the lady at the front desk game me a small package wrapped in brown paper. "It's from Brian," she said. "You are to open it in private." As we were pulling onto the highway, Pyx unwrapped the box. Inside was a zip-lock baggie full of marijuana, and a generous supply of rolling papers. Vonda and Pyx were elated. I was troubled. "You better smoke all you can now. There's no way I'm going to take it on the plane." Vonda...
Swinging or partner swapping is a the lifestyle in which both partners in a committed relationship agree, as a couple, for both partners to engage in sexual activities with other couples as a recreational or social activity Swinging can take place in a number of contexts, ranging from a spontaneous sexual activity at an informal social gathering of friends at a swingers' club, an internet swinging site.My name is Kandy, and my husband’s name is Harry. We recently joined an internet site for...
Group SexHi, iss friends and my name is Sandeep. I am from Vijayawada (AP) doing my graduation from a reputed college in Vijayawada. This happened to me on 18th Jan 2015 (yes, very recent) and it started in a bus and ended in her room. It’s very long please be patient. Firstly, myself I am 5’6 and I look above average I think and my age is just 21 and I am huge fan of hard sex and I fantasize myself with many girls and ladies around me. Her name is Manasa and her age is 26 and she is good looking and...
No Faire A Tale of Public Humiliation Brian had been dating Jan for about two years now. A few times each year, she tended to disappear for a weekend to attend one of the local ?Renaissance Festivals? in nearby towns, but Brian had never had much interest in going with her. Every time Jan tried to convince Brian, he would claim to be ?too busy? or make up an excuse. One day, he found himself unable to think of a reason, and decided to blurt out his real opinion.?It just seems so...
Hi ISS readers, Nithin back after a long time with a new story. Like always I like to thank all my readers for the support you have given to me in my previous stories. Let me introduce you all to Rena, happily married to a young and successful jewellery owner. I’ll let Rena to take over the story from here. Hi im Rena, married to David, whose family owns 6 jewellery showrooms across the state, after marriage we moved into a posh locality, so we can spent our happy times alone, and away from our...
I did sleep like rock. I remember dropping my clothes in the hamper and laying down. Then I woke up to find myself holding Jack's hand against one of my tits and feel his cock pressed into my butt. I scooted back a bit, enjoying the feeling for a moment. Unfortunately, the alarm clock rings way too soon when you're up half the night. I reached over and turned it off, pulling away from Jack. I went out to the kitchen. After I started the coffee, I sat down at the table and called up the web...
Your name is John McQuaid. It is something you remind yourself everyday, for it is not your name. Not your real name, anyway. You reach down the lunch hamper you brought with you, your fingers seeking the comfort you always find in your gun.
Hai, Kaise hein aap? Mein hun Neelam, aap ki seva men, meri kahani liye. Chaar saal ki lambi muddat ke baad 12vi ki pariksha de kar mein ghar aayi. Daramiyan mere badan men kafi fark pad gaya tha. Bachchi men se mein ab javan ho gayi thi. Sara badan gol chikana ho gaya tha. Sine par bade santare jaise stan ubhar aaye the aur din prati din badhate ja rahe the. Chhoti chhoti komal nipples sensitive ban gayi thi, bra ka sparsh bhi sahan nahin kar pati thi. Thoda sa sparsh se hi nipples men se...
You wait in line for your caffeine and you get behind a body that's dressed better than anything you can order at the register, I have spoken to her before and had extended conversations when time permitted. Today seemed different from her fidgeting so I leaned next to her and said Hi, a big hello as she came out of her concentration then giving me a sideways hug. Several minutes pass and we order our drinks and discover she has a few minutes before dashing off to work so I tease her about...
Shit. A wave of her perfume hit me as I opened the door. The evening’s summer breeze swished through her blonde hair, whipping it onto her gorgeous face. I found myself staring into those marvelous deep brown eyes of hers that I never wanted to see again… I finally found my voice. “Julia? Wh-what are you doing here? I thought I texted you-” “Emma, what’s wrong?” her voice, filled with worry, cut through my sentence. “What do you mean? I told you, I’m just feeling a bit sick today, so I don’t...
LesbianClimate of Bangalore only god can fig it our when and how it gonna change.. I was waiting near electronic city flyover waiting for bus or cab. It was around 10.30 am cursing myself for sleeping late yesterday night.. was chatting with my friends need to reach office by 12.30 but crossing the silkboard flyover and reaching to hebbal is a achievement for everyone My bad I was running short of Internet that day, can’t book ola or Uber also.. it was drizzling I couldn’t enjoy d climate also...