It stated out like a normal day for me. Anti had to leave to go back to the platform to work and once he was gone the usual empty feeling came in. But, there just wasn't something right so my woman's intuition kicked in and started looking for what was bothering me. Inside my husbands computer I found where he had kept private account that he used to communicate with other women that he wanted to meet with. I sent each of these women a small note about him and our marriage and as they replied back my blood boiled.
How could that fucking bastard tell me he loved me and be married to me and still fucking go off and do shit like this? If I could have gotten my hands on him I would have beat the shit out of him or worse.
As much as I wanted to spend the weekend finding out how unfaithful my husband had been and dividing up the house finding out what I wanted and didn't want, I had to go home for a dear old friends wedding. The drive from Mississippi to Augusta, GA where I was born and raised was just long enough for me to cool off from the anger and hurt.
Arriving at my parent's house I was disappointed to find they had left for the weekend and I would be there all alone as well. I quickly changed and headed off for the rehearsal dinner with my friends. It was marvelous to see so many old friends from school; it is great how weddings bring back such old memories.
"Life must be really good for you Shell, you look marvelous." an old voice from the past says from behind me. Slowly turning around I am face to face with Chad, my first great love. A tall, dark haired handsome man who I had not seen since my senior year of college. "I was hoping to see you here."
"Well how could I miss it, it's not everyday your best friend gets married," Oh my gosh did I just sound like that big of a dork?
Chad and I chatted for sometime and then it was time to go out with the bride and the bridal party. Chad asked if he might be able to stop by the parents house in the morning to chat some more, of course I agreed.
Waking the next morning was like having a jack hammer going off in your head. I had way too much to drink, partly due to the party and partly to do with my sorry ass husband. With the new anger still inside me, I threw on my bikini and went down to lay by the pool.
The hot sun was feeling good on my skin but not doing much for my head. I had already been in the pool and decided it was time for another trip. Swimming to the far end I wrap my arms around the edge and sit under the water fall letting the water cool me off.
"Would you mind if I joined you?" Opening my eyes at the question, there is Chad already shirtless and taking off his shoes.
"Well sure," I reply, "But let me warn you it is cold as fuck in here."
I couldn't keep my eyes off him as he stepped slowly into the pool. Chad is so much unlike my husband in so many ways. Anthony is tall, medium built with fair skin and red hair. Chad is not as tall as Anti, but he has dark hair and model looks. Don't get me wrong my husband is handsome, but he would never be on the cover of any magazine other than Offshore monthly or some hunting magazine.
It is during my time watching the man my parents wished I would have married that I noticed an ache in my pussy. I was getting turned on by Chad!
"God Shell you sure do look good," Chad compliments as he swims out to me in the other end of the pool.
"Thanks Chad you look pretty god yourself," I flirt back. I had always told my husband that if he cheated I wouldn't leave him or divorce him, I told him I would get even on his ass.
"Do you remember how we used to come out here and swim at night after my parents went to sleep and we would kiss under this waterfall?" I ask him baiting him into my devious little plan.
"Oh yeah," Chad answers as he slides in next to me under the water fall. I look at him and know that he wants me and he has to know I want him too.