Chapter 8

Two years later, we were once again approaching Christmas. Only this year, I was going to propose to Shelby. It was time to make her commit to me. The gym was doing extremely well, and Jennifer had started school. She was about to turn seven. She was a scholar student, never getting anything other than an A in any course or conduct. We had been practicing softball for close to two years, and this summer, she would play Babe Ruth Softball for the first time. She was really getting the hang of being an infielder, and her arm strength was getting better. Right after the first of the year, I was getting her a personal trainer to get her faster and stronger.

I also had a young woman who had pitched in the SEC for Georgia lined up to teach her how to pitch. In exchange for the pitching lessons and the trainer, I gave both free use of the gym anytime. It was December the twenty-third when our doorbell rang at nine thirty at night. I got up and walked to the door, looking at the cameras. It was Samantha standing at the door. I quickly opened the door to find her crying.

“Sam, what’s wrong?”, I asked.

“Get Shelby for me.” she sobbed, coming inside so I could close the door.

I was about to go get Shelby when she walked in from the theatre room on her own. She immediately saw Samantha crying and expected the worst.

“Oh God, Sam, is it Mom or Dad?” Shelby gasped.

“No, they’re okay, Shelby. That fucker Brian is cheating on me.” she cried.

“Oh my God, Sam.” Shelby crossed the floor and hugged her sister.

“I think I had better make some coffee.” I added, walking into the kitchen.

I brewed a fresh pot of coffee while Samantha cleaned herself off in the bathroom. But the time she came out, I had three cups of coffee poured. I mentioned to the girls that perhaps this was a conversation they should have alone, but Samantha wanted a man’s opinion. So, we all sat down on the sofa as Samantha spilled her story.

Apparently, Brian’s interest in Sam had waned a bit, and she was having to beg for sex on a regular basis. Then one night, Sam had woken up and noticed Brian wasn’t in the bed. So, she got up and walked through the house and then saw him masturbating with some girl on FaceTime. She hid behind the wall but heard most of it, including his orgasm. After that, she began checking his phone and noticed that he was getting explicit pictures and texts from a girl named Bridgette. Samantha took screenshots and forwarded it all to her phone for the moment she decided to confront him.

Then he started coming home late at night or making excuses about working late but never had overtime on his check. That is when Samantha talked to her mother and decided to confront him. At first, he denied it, but after seeing everything that Sam had on her phone, he confessed. Apparently, this had been going on for several years with Samantha just finding out the last few months.

She asked him why he would look to another woman when she was begging him to fuck her. He used a lame old excuse that he did not feel wanted and their marriage had become stale. He promised he would stop, but tonight she caught him again jerking off on his phone with the same girl. He added he told her he was too tired to fuck her.

She packed a bag and got in her car and left. She was headed over to her parents but did not want to burden them with another failed marriage. So, she turned around and came over here to her best friend, Shelby. She admitted she did not even know what she had thrown in the bag when she left.

Shelby looked over at me, and she did not even have to say it. I simply nodded. She told Sam she could stay with us if she wanted. Before Shelby had started working out, the two of them were about the same size, so Shelby had an entire bedroom of clothes that would fit her.

Shelby had gained twenty-two pounds of solid muscle. Her thighs were spectacular, and she now had that rock-hard ass she had wanted for so long. Her upper body had developed as well, with mass on her shoulders, back, and arms. Shelby always had a great body, but now she was simply unbelievable.

Shelby walked Sam into the bedroom she could use, and they sat in there most of the night talking. I went to bed so I could get up with Jennifer. Around seven that morning, Jennifer knocked on my door, and I got up. I went to the kitchen and made her breakfast and started a pot of coffee. I explained to Jennifer that Samantha slept over, and she was sad because some things had happened between her and Uncle Brian.

“Uncle Brian did what my daddy did to Mom?” she asked.

“Yes, kind of, Jen. Although he did not hit Samantha like your dad hit your mom.” I explained.

“Oh, so he just has another girlfriend like my dad did, huh?” she stated, eating her cereal.

“Yes, something like that. So, promise me to be good around Aunt Sam while she feels sad, okay?” I asked.

“Yes, sir, not a problem.” she replied.

“I know, sweet pea, you’re a very good person.” I stated, kissing her cheek.

That Christmas was particularly sad with Samantha’s marriage virtually on the rocks. Brian had made no attempt to reconcile with her, and Sam would not budge either. She felt like the betrayed person in this relationship, and from what she had told us, she was right.