WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are fiction no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line.
Reconciliation
I look at the package of birth control pills. It is empty. I should have bled this week. I write the starting date on the back of the packet. It was five weeks ago. Four weeks of pills. Shit, I missed a whole week at some point. I have been active in the past three weeks. Just not with Larry. I toss the empty package, and it is probably not worth opening a new pack. How could I have missed a whole week?
I look at the time. My gyno should be open by now. I phone and get an appointment. Tomorrow at 5. I debate taking a pregnancy test, then decide that the gyno can do it. More reliable.
About a month and a half ago. Larry and I had a really bad fight over money. Since then, no sex. About three weeks ago I said fuck it, if he didn't want sex, he can live without it. I went to the bar that night and picked up a guy and fucked him. Then again. And so on. I have been mad at Larry, and I guess that disrupted my schedules, and now I have a problem.
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Dr. Winspear motioned me to have a seat. "What is bothering you?"
"I think I may be pregnant."
"I see, well the pill is not 100%, so it does happen. Have you done a test?"
"No, but I missed a week on the pill and I did not bleed, so I kind of assumed."
"Possible, but not necessarily. I will get the nurse to do a test. If you are pregnant, we need to get you started on supplements."
"If I am I don't want to keep it. I suspect it is not Larry's and he will be upset."
"I see. How about you give me a time line and an idea of what you have been doing. You may need other tests to ensure you are OK."
I sigh. "About six or seven weeks ago, Larry did something stupid and spent a lot of our money. He bought a used motorcycle. We have been so financially tight and I lost it. Then Larry lost it at me because I had lost it at him. We both went to bed mad. It is now a bit over six weeks since we had sex."
I adjusted my position in my seat. "About three weeks and a bit ago Larry stayed late at work, and when he got home, he seemed happy. We immediately got back into the argument. I just had the feeling that he had gone out and got himself laid. I was suffering from a lack of sex. Since out marriage this was, by a long shot, the longest we had gone without sex. I stormed out and went to a bar and got laid."
I can remember it well. When I got to our local pub I ran into George. Ever since he met us, George had made it clear to me that he really wanted to fuck me. He would make passes at me while Larry was standing right there. Larry thought he was a real prick. That night, he looked just like what I wanted.
We had a few drinks, we danced a bit, and he felt me up. I was SO HORNY. I could feel my pussy juices dripping down my leg. Finally, he led me out into the parking lot. We climbed into the back seat of his car and started petting. I did not discourage his advances. Soon we were naked and fucking in the back seat. First missionary. I came, and he then filled me up with his sperm. We cuddled for a while then doggy. I took another big load of semen. More cuddling. At this point George noticed we were the last two vehicles in the parking lot and the time was about 2:30 in the morning. We got out of the car and had a final standing fuck against the wall of the pub. I told George that this was it, we were never going to do this again, then got dressed and went home.
Larry was asleep, I had a shower and climbed into bed.
"I figure that this would probably be about the time I started to forget my birth control pills. I normally took them at bed time, and I was so mad at Larry that my bed time pattern was all disrupted."
I looked up and Dr. Winspear was taking notes. "A couple of days later Larry once again said he would be late. I tried a different pub, one out by the highway. I met a couple of truckers. I ended up in the sleeper cab of one of the trucks, with one guy in my mouth and the other in my pussy. When the guy in my pussy came, they switched ends until the second guy came."
"Two of them?"
"Yeah, two of them. Both came in me."
I got home before Larry and had a shower, and went to bed. About 1 AM Larry got home showered and came to bed. He never showered before bed, so I assumed he got laid again.
"Then on the Saturday Larry said he was going out with the guys and I was on my own. We were still only marginally talking to each other. I made myself a dinner then got in the car and drove to Pembrooke."