Life Experiences
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Chapter 4: Life after Cindy
Cindy did get tested and sent the results to my attorney. I let her visit the boys over the holidays. She even took them to lunch on their birthdays. I let her explain why she was not living with us anymore. I checked her version with them and was surprised that it was pretty much the truth, minus the sex of course.
By the end of January our divorce was final. I had custody of the kids and she had visitation rights. There would be no alimony until she repaid the $25,000 she had taken from the boys’ college fund. She was depositing $250 a month so I figured I would never have to pay alimony.
I know I screwed her in the divorce but I felt she deserved it. She was the one who threw our marriage away. I had offered to forgive her that first time but I had also warned her what would happen if she continued.
I never tried to separate the boys from their mother. I always gave them money to buy her Christmas presents and birthday presents. They visited her often even spending the night with her every now and then.
Cindy was living in a nice apartment so I imagined she had a job. I had no idea where she was working and to be honest I could care less. I was still living in the house with the pool and worrying with the raccoons getting in the garbage.
It was 1am on Sunday and the home phone was ringing. Suzy reached across to answer it and her long blonde hair fell on my face. She make sure one of her pink nipples at the end of her perfect 34-c firm breasts rubbed my lips until I sucked it into my mouth.
“Hello.”
Now before we get into that phone conversation I should explain about Suzy.
After Cindy left I did need somebody to ‘talk’ to. She was a good listener and she gave me a lot of advice. She never let me get depressed or feel like I was the reason Cindy left. After the Sturgis story she said, “Been there, done that, got the tattoo!”
I asked if she had really been to the bike rally at Sturgis and she laughed, “Not Sturgis but Daytona. About the same I would imagine.”