I Liked My New Job Part One

I liked My New Job part one

Anne works for a financial planner.

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Editor's note. I advance the story through my characters, stream of consciousness. I hope to emulate others, real writers, Ken Kesey, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Kerouac, Faulkner even. I don't need people to tell me that I've fallen short. There are aspects of infidelity, but more so than that is a mother's love for her kids and the solace she finds in her tragedy with the kindness of her boss. If you're a jerk please go away.

Hal and I have been married for fourteen years, just seeing him used to make my heart flutter. I melted in his arm when he hugged me. I am embarrassed to admit when we are intimate, l love the smell of his arm pits it makes me so horny. Used to be!

We have four freckle faced red haired bundles of joy. Tim and Pat are fraternal twins, Tim is cerebral and a good basketball player while Pat is four inches taller and plays on a travel team both are twelve and a half.

Billie is a pigtailed little tom boy, kind of like I was and bosses all the kids including younger brother Jack. Billie is ten and Jack is eight. Jack ignores Billie and is full speed all the time, yet he's quiet started reading when he was four. My mom gave him a subscription to the Sporting News so he could read the box scores.

I was at Jack's last eight year old little league a few weeks ago and is coach who is actually the JV baseball coach, approached me and told me that he will be way better than Pat, knows the game and is unbelievably fast. I wished I'd recorded it for Hal, but He was away on case, he's a lawyer that does Mergers. He was still a good dad, but we were like business partners.

Everyone went out for pizza, moms, kids and coaches to Central Market in Poulsbo. Jack and I called Hal and he was so proud for Jack, then I told Jack to go watch some TV.

"Hal, I said, "His coach is the JV coach and he told me if he doesn't get hurt he'll play professional baseball. Said he's world's faster and already is better than Pat. Can you believe that Hal?"

Hal said, "My goodness, I'm pretty pooped babe, let's all go out for pizza Friday night."

We did and the kids so missed Hal when he was away, but he made up for it and was just the best dad. Every time I saw him I just felt this desire to be in his arms."

Hal suggested several years later that maybe I should go back to work, get a job. I was thirty nine now. I had wanted some more kids, but nothing happened. Kind of felt like a part of me had died inside.

My mom after I told her about the idea talked to her younger sister Allie who is only five years older than me. Turns out Allie works for a nationwide financial planner, not the scam life insurance gibberish, but everyone was a certified financial analyst and they had a trading group and lawyers to set up trusts and stuff.

Long story short, Allie's friend Jennifer needed an assistant. I had an accountant's degree from Central Washington University in Ellensburg, Washington. I had been working in a mom and pop accounting shop doing tax prep and quarterlies throughout the year when the twins were in me. I loved being pregnant, you were connected to them and then they started moving in you, probably the best time of my live, nursing Tim and Pat at the same time. My breasts were gigantic. Being boys they nursed halfway through their second year. I expressed milk, until I stopped lactating, maybe three months later.

I had stopped expressing maybe a month and Billie was in me, it was such a gentle pregnancy and delivery. She weaned at about ten months started crawling, then she was walking and squawking at her brothers, no words, just directing them.

Everyone loved it.

Hal had been on the road a bit, and I had a bout of the post-partum depression. I tried to talk to him, but for the first time he seemed bothered by me, he was in Munich working some deal.

Mom came by and held me while I cried and cried. Hal was home again, to stay for a while and Jack was inside me. Hal was amazed, which I thought was weird.

Jokingly asked me if we had a new milkman. I burst into tears and ran upstairs and locked the door to our bedroom. He could sleep by himself and did.

In the morning I handed him a sheet and I said, "I have an appointment for next Wednesday to check the DNA of the baby (I had not named him Jack yet) against yours."

He said, "I'll be there."

At that point I wondered where my perfect husband had been replaced by an alien, I had watched this streaming video about aliens taking over for dead humans. Great I'm now a cheating Martian slut.

It was his. I watched him shake his head at the results and I just left the office of the pediatrician and went home. I knew something was terribly wrong, but for the life of me could not figure it out.

Jack's pregnancy was difficult, I had gestational diabetes and he was born, eight pounds at thirty four weeks. Mom was with me. Jack spent four weeks in an incubator. I had neither heard from Hal, nor had I called him.

I expressed milk and froze it and then Jack came home and took to me like nobody before had. He grew like a weed and since my bed was empty he slept on my chest.

If he grunted he got milk. I cooed to him and sang all the time, he pulled on my fingers when I did, then he started twirling my hair in his hand while I nursed.

Jack was now forty six weeks old. When my phone rang I looked at it. It was Hal. I disconnected then I blocked him.

I changed my facebook settings from married to it's complicated. He never noticed. Blocked him on Instagram, shut off my twitter account.

Mom helped. The kids rallied around mom, me and Jack. Food was great. I lost weight gradually.

It had been close to four months since I had seen Hal when he came in the front door, the twins and Billie were all over him.

Tim and Pat ran into the kitchen yelling, "Mom, mom! Dad's home, " that was really the kicker, everyone needed their dad.

I said, "Wow really? Are you sure?"

Both of them in a chorus, "Mama!"

Mom and I were in the kitchen, we'd been doing a lasagna. We halted and each leaned against the counters sipping some freshly poured Costco beans freshly ground coffee that was wonderful.

He came rushing into the kitchen arms open wide when his movement succumbed to a Dick Butkus like straight arm from my mom's closed fist and forearm to his chest.

She quietly said, "Stop right there asswipe," Mom when she was young was with the Bay Area Bombers roller derby team.

He looked at me and I said, "Don't lie to me in front of my kids, " emphasis mine.

I had made enough lasagna for four trays and cooked all four. Cut up some for dinner, small salad beats and blue cheese, asparagus quick cooked in butter and lemon juice.

"Dinner, " I yelled. There were three place settings and one for Hal and mom.

I was in the living room nursing Jack. Tim came out and said, "Come on mom!"

I said, "Jack's nursing, and I'm sick to my stomach."

I was watching Longmire on Netflix, my goodness what a man I thought. I could hear the kids chattering at Hal. They were overjoyed to be around him.

He came out and said he was going to bed, long flight shit or something, I was not listening really, I so hated his fucking guts.

While he was gone I put in a new door in the spare bedroom on the ground floor, steel frame, reinforced jam and fobbed locks. His car I had loaded with microphones everywhere, my dad did all that. I would know soon enough. I slept that night in the spare bedroom with mom.

Being a Friday morning I expected him to head to work. But he did not.

I went out and started cooking some breakfast sausage. Jack was in this sling carrier on my chest. Coffee was made and I was making corn cakes and fried eggs, cut bananas, maple syrup and peanut butter too. Mom was in charge of the last minute cutting of the bananas, and the fried eggs.

Hal sauntered in and poured himself coffee and said, "We need to talk Anne."

I said, "We do, let's do lunch on Monday, I want to meet your team, and see who you're fucking. There's going to be rules now. You're a good dad, so I'm doing this for the kids."

He sputtered and I jumped in and said, "Hal if I nod to mom she will kick the living shit out of you until I tell her to stop. Monday I'll stop by."

His office was in Seattle in the old Columbia tower, Karr Tuttle or something. I came in at eleven thirty and blew past the receptionist who started to come after me, "I'm Hal Ericksen's wife." She stopped in her tracks.

He was sitting on the edge of his desk and he had two personal assistants clacking away with their nail extensions on their tiny laptops, I mean inch long extensions.

This was so staged, like his office was for sale. I came in and grabbed one of the laptops and there was just a bunch of letters scrawled down the page and grabbed the other one too and it was the same.

"So Hal, they were on the trip with you?"

Joint expressions from the bimbos, "Noooo!!! We were here, he was with the company event coordinator, " I looked at Hal and he rolled his eyes.

I grabbed the closest bitch and said, "Go get the partner in charge, reaching over to the little black girl, I grabbed her and said, "Get the event coordinator and tell her if she doesn't come she will be both fired and hit with an alienation of affections suit, along with the firm.

In a few minutes, it was old home week in Hal's office. I looked at the partner in charge and said, "I'm not sure how long this has been going on, but my soon to be ex husband has been fucking these three women with your knowledge, he got his tubes tied, so nobody would get pregnant. He did that maybe a year and a half ago, but he's been on the road most of our marriage, even money for fourteen years?

It turned out it was twelve. I then asked Hal, "If I filed now, I would get tons of money, custody, probably no visitation for you. Is that what you want?

"No, no I don't."

I held up my hand and looked at the partner in charge and said, "I don't want to be greedy. That said I don't trust him, I don't love him, I will not fuck him, but if he so much as winks at anyone, I'll cut his nuts off. That said I want a check for $5,000,000 wired to my credit union by the end of business, tomorrow."

He started to say, "The board must approve..."

I cut him off, "It goes up $2,000,000 a day, I have pictures and a tape."

He said, "Inadmissible!"

I said, "Seattle Times, NYTimes, WaPost too."

He said, "Just wait a few.".

The PIC returned and said, "Deal."

I said, "Write it up and sign it and notarize it with two other lawyers to sign it and I'm gone, don't forget myl Credit Union, " he scurried away having been reduced to Gollum.

Turning to the sluts and Hal I said, "No Bruce Wayne in the fountain, fuck away all you want, just note I need certified tests from all of you ASAP. Hal I'm deeply concerned with you touching my babies, kissing etc.

"Hal, "I said, I will never ever sleep in the same bed with you or have sex with you as long as you live. Certificates about your health, once a week. You can't kiss our children any further, if you do I'll have you arrested.

End I liked My New Job part one, Anne works for a financial planner.

Coming soon, Jennifer my new boss helps me out part two