Brian
She’s been gone for one month now. I wonder where she’s at, what she is doing, and who she is with. Has she found someone else? I close my eyes as images of her wrapped around some unknown man flit through my brain. No, she would never do something like that to me. We’ve only been divorced for a little while. She loves me. She would not move on so fast. Unlike me.
I looked to my right, Sherry was asleep next to me in my marital bed. F*ck I am a weak man. When she came home from the hospital I ignored her for a few days, but then the guilt ate at me. I caused her to do this to herself. At first, I went over to her house to check on Emmy, to make sure she was being taken care of. I was surprised CPS hadn’t come to take her form Sherry. I don’t know what story she told, but she kept her daughter.
As the days and nights went by, I found myself spending more time at Sherry’s place. I don’t know if it was because I was lonely but I kept going over to her house to check on them. Then she started to come over to my house, and we would talk. We didn’t really talk about anything, mostly, how was your day, or what do you have planned for the weekend. Mundane things. Last night, apparently Emmy was with a friend. Sherry showed up at my house. She had brought over a casserole and we ate dinner together. I had opened up a bottle of wine and then one thing led to another and I had her bent over my kitchen table, ramming her from behind. Why, oh why did I do that? Afterward, we showered together. I thought, f*ck it, and f*cked her again in the shower, and then one more time in my bed.
I was doing so good. I had started seeing a counselor. I talked to Savvy’s friend Nicole, and told her everything I was doing, hoping she’d relay it to Savvy. Now, I had just thrown all of my progress out the window in one stupid, lust filled night.
I closed my eyes and turned my head straight and sighed. I was f*cked. How was I going to get Sherry out of my house without hurting her feelings? I don’t want to start a relationship with her. It was a moment of insanity, that was all. I want my wife back. Savvy and I belong together.
A hand touched my chest and my eyes snapped open.
“Hey, lover. Hungry? I can go make us some breakfast, or we can go out to eat?” Sherry said, in a husky voice. Her hand started to trail down, but before she could get to my c*ck, I grabbed her wrist.
“Sherry, last night was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened.”
She sat up quickly, holding the sheet to her chest.
“What do you mean? Last night was amazing. You loved it, I know you did.”
“I’m not saying it wasn’t good, I am just saying it shouldn’t have happened. I love my wife, Sherry.”
“Ex-wife, Brian. EX! You and I are happening. I want this to happen. We are good together. Emmy loves you. You can be her daddy. We can have another baby. We didn’t even use anything, I could be pregnant now!” She said, triumphantly.
F*CK! She was right. I am such a dumba*s. What is wrong with me? My only excuse is I haven’t used a c*ndom in four years. I haven’t had to. There was no need to because, I was f*cking married to a gorgeous woman, that I eventually wanted to have kids with.
I looked at her, “We need to get the morning after pill. I will go to the pharmacy and get it.”
“Are you f*cking with me right now? No. I won’t take it and you can’t make me,” she sneered at me. She jumped out of bed and dressed quickly. I did the same. She hastily left my room and I chased after her.
“Sherry, be reasonable. I don’t love you. I don’t want to have a baby with you.”
“Well, you should have thought of that before you nutted in me!” She then opened my front door and slammed out of it.
Son of B*tch! What was I going to do? I called work and canceled for today. At this rate I was going to get fired. I have called in one too many times in the last month. But I just couldn't face any clients today, I would not be able to give them my all.
I stormed out of my house and went over to Sherry’s. I banged on the door until she threw it open.
“What Brian? Come to tell me more how much you don’t love me and don’t want a baby with me?”
I crowded her until she moved back and I could shut the door behind me. I grabbed her by the throat, turned, and slammed her against the door.
“Brian, you’re hurting me,” she wheezed.
“Listen here, and listen well. You and I are going to the pharmacy together to get the Plan B pill. You will take it in front of me. Then after, we will go our separate ways. I don’t want to ever see you again. I don’t care what you tell Emmy, but after today, you both will be out of my life.”
I turned and looked around, spotting her keys on the coffee table. I let go of her, grabbed them, and turned back around.
“Let's go.”
“Brain please. Don’t do this. We can be happy together. I will make you happy. I will cook and clean for you. You can do whatever you want to me s*xually. You can f*ck me in the a*s, f*ck my mouth as rough as you want. We can bring others to our bed. It would be wild and fun. You’ll never have to look for another with me as your wife,” she begged, as I dragged her to her vehicle.
“I. Don’t. Want. You!” I gritted out, putting my face into hers. “I have a wife I want. She’s gorgeous and kind. She would never manipulate another person for her own satisfaction. She would never steal another woman’s man.”
“I didn’t steal you. You always chose me over her.”
“Because I thought you needed my help! I didn’t want to f*ck you.”
It was a lie. I did want to f*ck her. The s*x dreams I had about her proved that. But I never wanted to act on it.
She started to cry as we drove to the pharmacy. I held her hand as we went in and bought what we needed. I also got her a bottle of water to help her swallow the pill.
When we got back into her vehicle I made her open the package and take it right in front of me. She sobbed the whole time. When we got back to her house, I just left her vehicle and went into my house. No way was I going to be stuck with Sherry for the rest of my life.
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Sherry
The moment I watched Brian walk into his house, I jumped out of my vehicle and ran into mine. I ran to the front bathroom, stuck my fingers down my throat and vomited up my stomach contents. When I was done I flushed the toilet and smiled. If I am pregnant, this baby will guarantee that Brian marries me. I walked to my bathroom and brushed my teeth. I washed my face and redid my makeup. I hummed and went to the kitchen. I heard my front door open and Emmy’s voice rang out.
“Mommy, I’m home.”
“Hi baby girl, did you have fun at your sleepover?”
“I sure did. What did you do, mommy?”
“I had a sleepover with Uncle Brian.”
“You did?” She said, with a big smile. “Does this mean you are best friends again?”
“Yes it does, baby girl. We should make him some cookies. What do you think?”
“Yessss. I love Uncle Brian. He is the best.”
“He sure is, sweetie. He sure is.”