Chapter 1: Shayla

I wasn’t worried. Max had been my boyfriend for six months and Andy didn’t have a clue. And I knew my Andy. He would be so desperate to keep me that I knew he would go along with it even if he didn’t like it. Max wanted to take me to Cancun for a week and I decided to go. I decided to break it to Andy after dinner on Wednesday. That would give him two days to get used to the idea.

I fixed his favorite meal and opened a bottle of Merlot to go with it. When we finished earing I said:

“I’m going to Cancun for a week. I’ll be leaving from work on Friday and should be back a week later on Saturday afternoon.”

I couldn’t read the look that came his face at the news.

“Alone?”

What a stupid question!

“Of course not silly. Nobody goes to Cancun alone.”

“Who?”

Another silly question. He really didn’t need to know who and I certainly wasn’t going to tell him.

“You don’t know him.”

Still a look on his face I couldn’t read.

“When will I be served?”

“Served?”

“Yes dear; when will I be getting the divorce papers?”

“Divorce? Oh no sweetie; there isn’t going to be a divorce. This won’t hurt us. I just feel the need for something a little different. You are and always will be my main man. This is just a little fling.”

“A fling is a once or twice thing. More than that and it is an affair and if I’m right it has been going on for about six months now. It has probably been longer, but six months ago is when I finally got it in my head that you were cheating on me.”

How could he know? I was extremely careful to keep it hidden.

“It has only been four months and it will be over when I get back.”

That was partly true. It had started six months ago, but it was only kissing and make out sessions at first. I didn’t give it up to Max until four months ago and it would be over when I got back from Cancun.

“Have fun then. I’ll sleep on the couch until you’re gone.”

“Oh no you won’t! I’m going to spend the next two nights before I leave thanking you for letting me do this. If I do it right you won’t be able to get out of bed to go to work in the morning.”

“No thank you. Save it for your lover. You need to be fresh and eager for him when you get to Cancun. And besides that we need to get one thing straight here. I’m not letting you do anything. You told me what you are going to do; I’m just not putting up a fight. As far as the couch is concerned I’ll be sleeping there because I don’t want to be in bed with you and getting sloppy seconds. I could handle it when I only thought you were cheating, but knowing for sure changes things.”

This was not going the way it was supposed to. I knew he would be upset, but he loved me and he always – ALWAYS – gave me what I wanted. Oh well, not to worry; I’ll just have to work a little harder to bring him around.

“I’ve never given you sloppy seconds.”

“Just seconds then. Still the same thing.”

“You are looking at it the wrong way honey; I’m giving him seconds. Look at it this way; I’ve been giving him your leftovers. Yes, I have been going behind your back for a bit, but it hasn’t hurt us any. We still make love four or five times a week. I shower you with love and attention and I don’t ever intend to stop. You are my man.”

“Whatever. It doesn’t change anything. Since you have him you no longer have me.”

He was pissed, but then I’d known he would be. I knew how to get to him and reel him back in. At bedtime I walked into the living room naked except for what Andy called my “Come fuck me” heels. He had never been able to keep his hands off me when I wore my heels. He looked up from the TV and saw me.

“This is yours baby and has always been yours so stop the foolishness and come to bed.”

“No thanks. It isn’t mine and by your own admission it hasn’t been mine for four months.”

“Don’t be this way baby; you know I love you.”

“Maybe, but just not enough. At least not enough for me. And one other thing. We haven’t been married three years and you are already finding other cock. That tells me that I’m not getting the job done in the bedroom. Knowing that I’d only disappoint you again if I took you up on your offer I’ll take a pass on it.”

“You are fine in the bedroom; I just wanted something a little different.”

“I call bullshit on that. I could maybe, just maybe, buy it if it took place seven or eight years after we were married. The seven year itch thing, but after only a little less than three years? No way. Now leave me alone. I need to get some sleep before I go into work tomorrow.”

He rolled over and turned his back on me. He must really be pissed if he could turn down me in my heels. Maybe honesty wasn’t the best policy. Maybe I should have told him it was a work related trip. I did have to go on them from time to time. Usually only for two or three days, but it would have been a hell of a lot easier to sell a work trip than a trip to Cancun.

I’d wake him in the morning with a blow job. That should help mellow him out. Wake him with a hummer and when h was stiff climb on and ride him cowgirl. That would do it. I set the clock to wake me an hour earlier than usual and went to bed.

When the clock went off I got up and headed for the living room with a smile on my face as I imagined what Andy’s face would look like when my mouth on his cock woke him up. My smile faded when I found out he wasn’t on the couch. A quick look around the apartment showed he was gone. Oh well, all was not lost. We had never gone more than two days without making love so Andy would be primed and ready when he got home from work.

At work Max wanted to know how Andy had taken the news. He’d been against my telling Andy what we were going to do.

“He’s a man babe and his ego is going to take a hit. He will not take it well.”

I didn’t want to let him tell me “I told you so” so I lied and said Andy hadn’t been happy, but he had accepted it and told me that I was going to have to make it up to him.

At eleven Max asked me to take a long lunch with him and I turned him down.

“I need to fuck Andy’s socks off tonight and I don’t want to disrespect him by giving him sloppy seconds.”

“You can clean yourself in the hotel bathroom.”

“I’ve never gone to him after doing you and I’m not going to start now. Save it. You are going to need it if you are going to keep up with me during our week in Cancun.”

“I guess I can wait two days.”

“You will be getting a week” I thought “and you had better enjoy it because when the week is over with so are you.”

I was sorry I ever took up with Max. I didn’t even know why. Bullshit Shayla; you know exactly why. Donna Sue told you how big his cock was and you had never a really big one and curiosity got to you. It was as big as advertised and you liked it. I liked it a lot, but if I didn’t break myself away from it I could end up messing up my life. When I got home I fixed dinner and put on a mini skirt and my heels. Andy was in for a night he’d never forget.

When he wasn’t by eight I put dinner in the fridge. He could have it as leftovers. When he wasn’t home by nine I took off the skirt and heels, took a shower and then started to pack for the trip. I was just finishing my packing when Andy got home. I was still nude from the shower when Andy walked into the room. I smiled at him and said:

“Hurry up and get naked baby; I want to ring your chimes.”

He ignored me, got some underwear out of the dresser and went out to the couch. I went out to him intending to convince him we would be okay, but he turned his back to me and ignored me. Maybe in the morning after a good night’s sleep he would be more welcoming to a talk. Except in the morning he was already gone when I got up.

I had to try once more. I called the shop and Brady told me Andy wasn’t there yet. I asked him to have Andy call me as soon as he got there. Five minutes later the phone rang and I answered it.