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Chapter 1: What's Going On?
Here I am out running. I'm not a runner but I have to do something to get my mind off Breann. I made a mistake, a big mistake. I cheated on her and now she knows. God, I love her so much. Why was I so fucking stupid? I think women are right when they say men think with their cocks instead of their brains. Or the other saying, "There is only enough blood flow to either go to your dick or to your brain, but not enough to go to both."
It all started with the stupid boys' night out. Married guys like me don't need to go to these events if there are other women present. The conversation always turns to sex and guys like me get horny. Hell, I don't hardly remember her name - wait, Sylvia or something like that. All I know is she was out with her girlfriends and everyone decided to start dancing. Damn, she had one fine ass body but I should have had more restraint. I was a married man for God's sake.
As I mentioned I was thinking with my cock. Seeing her bend over in that mini-skirt and lacy panties was too much for me. I reached down and squeezed her ass with both hands and she didn't flinch. My buddies were egging me on. I lifted her skirt during a slow dance and slid my hands down into her panties, showing everyone her ass. Her girlfriends and my buddies were all laughing. I was the man.
I backed her up into the women's restroom and into a cubicle. She slipped off her panties and tucked them into my pants pocket. I unzipped and sat on the commode with her on my lap. I took her right there in the women's restroom. It didn't take but a few minutes before I shot a load deep within her. I left the restroom while she cleaned up. When I came out, everyone was laughing. That's when it hit me what I had done. I had cheated on Breann in front of witnesses.
I waited for Sylvia to come out to apologize to her and to tell her what a mistake it was. After explaining it to her, she laughed at me and said it was only sex. She told me to get over it. It was no big deal.
I went home not feeling too good about myself but Sylvia didn't seem to care so I decided that I made a mistake and I would never put myself in that situation again.
I walked into the house and Breann - I call her Bree for short - asked me if I had a good time. I told her it was alright but I would have preferred to stay home with her. She told me how sweet that was for me to say and gave me a kiss. She felt a slight bulge in my pocket and asked me what I had in my pocket. Oh, God, I had Sylvia's panties. "Show me what you have in your pocket, Jeff."
I reached down and pulled out Sylvia's panties and started to explain the mistake to Bree. She didn't listen. She stared at me and ran to our bedroom.
So that's why I'm out running at eleven o'clock at night. When I returned home the door was unlocked. I thought for sure that Bree would lock me out. I went to the bedroom door and tried to open it. It was locked.
"Leave me alone. I can't talk to you now. Please just leave me alone. We'll talk about our marriage tomorrow." It sounded as though she was crying from inside the bedroom.
Maybe it was a good idea for me to sleep in the spare room. I can get my story straight and maybe she'll try to understand. I took a shower and went to sleep in the spare bedroom.
Bree and I were kind of childhood sweethearts. We probably broke up and got back together a couple of dozen times. When I turned twenty-one and Bree twenty we decided to stay together and got married. We've now been married going on three years. I was really lucky to marry Bree. She was a real keeper. A very good looking girl and now a woman. She was chased by half the guys in school. Whenever we had one of our breakups, there was always a guy willing to take her out. During these short breakups we both dated others but our minds and hearts were always thinking about each other.
One jock at school was always trying to break us up. Steve was the cocky sort but Bree thought he was a nice guy. So did a lot of the other girls. He always got pissed when Bree and I got back together. I knew Bree liked him but she ended up with me, which made me the winner.
Bree was on birth control because we weren't quite ready to start a family. We figured we would start trying in the near future. Some of Bree's girlfriends were married and had kids. They kept telling Bree how wonderful it was being a mother and how her time clock was ticking. Christ, she was only in her twenties, her clock had a lot of time to tick.
I worked in the factory but it was a major car manufacturer and the money was good and I had all the benefits. Eventually I became a journeyman and became a pipe fitter at the plant. I was lucky to get on there, thanks to my dad who had been working there for thirty years.
Bree babysat her sister's two kids. It gave her extra spending money and she really didn't want to go out job hunting. I was always afraid that if she was away from me everyday someone might take her away from me. I remember telling her about that type of horrible dream and was always afraid of losing her. She always smiled at me and said it would never happen.
I had one horrible night sleep if you want to call it sleep, tossing and turning all night long. I was afraid of losing Bree because of my stupidity. I wasn't sure how she was going to react and what she might do. It was Sunday and I got up and started the coffee. I heard Bree unlock the bedroom door and came out fully dressed. She told me she cried all night. She was trying to figure out whether we should stay married or go our separate ways.
"Bree, please don't talk like that. I love you. I just did something really, really stupid. I promise you it will never happen again. I'll do anything to make it up to you but please don't leave me."
Bree asked me to tell her exactly what happened. I told her the truth. I couldn't see lying and, besides, I already told her what a stupid mistake I made. She asked me if my friends did the same thing. There were five of us all together and two of them were married to her girlfriends. I told her that I saw them dance but I didn't see anyone having sex.
She asked if I was being honest with her. I told her I was but I had felt guilty and went home before anyone else. Then she asked me if I wore a condom. God, I didn't even think about that. I told her I never carry condoms because we never use them and I never planned on having sex with another woman. That's when she asked if they had a condom machine in the restroom. I replied that they probably did but I never got any.
She told me that was all she was going to say for now. She told me I could sleep in the spare bedroom until she decided what she was going to do. I needed to get checked for S.T.D.'s before she would ever have anything to do with me again and even then she might decide that it was over between us.
She told me she was going out and would be home that evening. I asked her where she was going and she said she was going to her mom's. She had to get away from me for a while.
After she left, I thought about how stupid I was and was thinking about what I might be able to do to convince her I was serious about not cheating again.
The phone rang and it was Bree's mom. She called and asked for Bree. I told her she wasn't home and was about to tell her she was on her way to her house when she interrupted me and said that's alright, tell her that they wouldn't be home till Monday. They decided to stay an extra day at her sister's. I told her that was fine and I would pass along the information. After I hung up I thought about calling Bree on her cell phone but decided to let it go. She wanted to get away from me so I shouldn't bother her. I was surprised she didn't know her mom was gone for the weekend as close as they were.
I had to get out for awhile. Staying home to sulk wasn't doing me any good. I got in my pickup and decided to drive around and think. Maybe I'd even go over to the mall and buy Bree some flowers. For some reason I drove by Bree's mom's house and of course no one was there. As I was thinking about maybe picking up some flowers I thought maybe she would meet me for dinner. So I convinced myself to call her. Her cell phone rang three times before she answered.
"Jeff, I know it's you. What do you want?"
"Bree, I thought maybe we could go out and get something to eat later."
"Mom already has dinner on. I'm staying here to eat. I don't want to be near you right now."
I was about to tell her about her mom calling me but she just lied to me. She wasn't at her mom's. I was calling from my cell phone in front of her mom's house.
Then she said, "In fact I might not even come home until late tonight. I'll talk to you later." Then she hung up.
Where the hell was she? Why did she lie to me about being at her mom's? Was she out to get even with me or just at one of her girlfriend's?
Things didn't make sense. I knew where most of her girlfriends lived. Should I ride by a few of their houses to see if Bree was there? Damn, what was I thinking? It was me who cheated on Bree. Why was I doing all this checking up on her?
I rode by her girlfriend Casey's place since it was on my way home. Casey was one of her best friends and she always confided in her. If she went anywhere, it would probably be there.
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